Zhao Xiaohu and others wanted to shout, but the opponent was too fast and had no time. Just when Chen Tairan was about to be hit by the knife, he suddenly saw the guy twisting his body and the wine bottle in his left hand flew out and exploded directly on the shoulder of the flat-headed man.
Another guy came over with his right hand and knocked the opponent's knife to the ground. Then he was slapped on the face with a big slap, and the person immediately lay on the ground without moving.
"Fuck you! Are you pretending to be dead!?" Chen Tairan's eyes showed a hint of evil, and he suddenly grabbed the flat-headed man's arm and broke it with two "click" and "click" sounds!
The flat-headed man immediately woke up from the pain, but he gritted his teeth and refused to scream. Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like water. You can imagine how severe the pain was!
"Hey, brother, you practice Cinnabar Palm, right?" Chen Tairan smiled solemnly, showing his white teeth.
The flat-headed man did not answer, but stared at Chen Tairan with hatred. If his eyes could be used as knives, then Chen Tairan would have been executed by Ling Chi.
"Good practice, keep up the hard work." Chen Tairan said, smiling as he broke off the ten fingers of the flat-headed man one by one, causing a heart-wrenching crackling sound.
This move was so cruel! You knew that the other person’s kung fu was all in one pair of hands, but you also caused her to have a pulverized fracture. This kind of ruthless method that ruins kung fu has always been a taboo. Without a blood feud, you would not do this.
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The boys looked at each other, all stunned!
Zhao Xiaohu's face turned pale - his eyes were more vicious than ordinary people's. He could see that Chen Tairan's method of breaking human bones was very special. Such an injury would only make the doctor shake his head even if he was sent to the hospital. In the future, he would probably be able to do it at most.
It's not necessarily easy to eat with chopsticks. As for writing, carrying things, etc., I don't even think about it.
After finishing these things with a smile, Chen Tairan patted his butt and was about to leave. After taking two steps, he suddenly slapped his head and turned around and asked: "Oh, by the way, do you want to give you a 120?"
Everyone broke into a cold sweat.
Several young men from the security department volunteered to handle the funeral arrangements. They were all old men and very experienced, so Chen Tairan didn't care anymore and just picked up Chu Zhendong and walked to the workroom on the second floor.
The flat-headed man used cinnabar palm, which is a soft skill of Yin Shou. If practiced successfully, it is very powerful. As long as the vital parts are touched, internal injuries will definitely not escape!
Chu Zhendong has now suffered serious internal injuries. Fortunately, he has a strong body and strong ability to resist blows, so he will not be in trouble for a while.
Chen Tairan took out a small cloth bag from his pocket, pulled out a few silver needles and stuck them on Chu Zhendong's chest to protect his heart, and then struck out with a palm!
Chu Zhendong was hit in the palm of his vest, and he spit out a pool of black and purple blood. His face turned from white to red, and he felt much better.
Zhao Xiaohu and others crowded outside the door, dazzled by the sight, and almost knelt down. In their minds, Chen Tairan was like some Taoist master who was accidentally born, and his whole body was full of mysterious aura.
"Come in, everyone." Chen Tairan put away the silver needle and stuffed it back into his trouser pocket. Speaking of which, this acupuncture skill was also taught by an old monk. Although it is not good enough compared with modern medicine, it is often effective in treating internal injuries.
Wonderful effect.
Zhao Xiaohu was the first to rush in, holding Chen Tairan's arm and refusing to let go.
"Brother, have you fallen off a cliff and met a white-headed old man in the past few years? Then you worked hard to practice a unique skill, and finally you became a master and went back to your hometown to visit your brothers?"
"Screw you, sir, have you read too many martial arts novels?" Chen Tairan smiled and patted Zhao Xiaohu on the head.
"Oh no! Brother, don't deny it. All the brothers saw clearly just now that the man's knife hit you..."
"Yes, yes, please stop talking. I admit it, can you admit it all?" Chen Tairan said, one head at a time.
"Hey, brother, what is the name of your kung fu? It can't be the legendary 'Indestructible Body', right?~"
Chen Tairan smiled bitterly and said: "It's not that magical, but the name is similar. It's called the Iron Cloth Shirt with a Golden Bell Cover."
The mouths of Zhao Xiaohu and others opened in an O shape, and they said in surprise: "This... I have also practiced, but it is not so fierce, I can even block the knife..."
"What kind of thing are you practicing? You didn't buy it from a beggar on the roadside for 10 yuan, right? Did he say that you have amazing bones and a spiritual light flew out of your head? Finally, he told you to learn
After mastering kung fu, you want to maintain world peace?" Chen Tairan looked disdainful.
"I wipe..." Zhao Xiaohu was speechless.
Chu Zhendong tried to get off the ground. Not to mention, his chest really didn't hurt much anymore. In this way, he didn't worry anymore. As for Chen Tairan's little secret, there will be plenty of time to talk about it in the future, so why rush it?
"Today, I was inadvertent and trespassed. Thanks to my brother who just happened to come back, otherwise we, Caesar, would really have a rest this time. I won't say much more about this. I'll first pay my respects to you Tai brother." After Chu Zhendong said this, he opened a bottle of wine.
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Several young men started to drink immediately. In fact, they didn't even know who "Brother Tai" was, Brother Dong, Brother Hu, etc. It was just a vague concept. Who knows what the real person is like?
However, people like them admire heroes the most in their lives. For today's fight, who dares to disapprove of the word "Tai Ge"!?
"Come on, I'm going to lose the lottery today, so I won't talk about it anymore. You guys are going to eat, drink and have fun with Brother Tai. Do you have any problems?"
"Do you need to say this? Don't worry, we'll take care of it!~" Several young people beat their chests loudly and followed Chen Tairan downstairs.
This time I was really drunk. Chen Tairan was a cheerful person. He drank until the glass was dry and drank all the young men to the ground. Zhao Xiaohu couldn't drink him in the first place. Now that he was injured, he didn't dare to fight again. He was cowardly.
Not good enough.
"Brother Macho, we have to go back, see you next time!~" The long-legged beauty next to Zhao Xiaohu stuffed a few business cards into Chen Tairan's trouser pocket, and walked away arm-in-arm with a few of his best friends.
He even chuckled slightly.
"Really, you didn't see it just now. That man is so fierce. He beat dozens of people by himself!"
"Tch! I don't believe it. How can it be as amazing as you say? I think it's probably you who has fallen in love with her, right? Are you getting wet from watching?~"
"If you don't believe me, I'll throw you away! If you saw it with your own eyes, you'd be wet too!"
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Zhao Xiaohu looked sad and said quietly: "Damn! Brother Tai, you actually stole my horse..."
"What?" Chen Tairan was a little confused at this time and had no idea what had just happened.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk anymore. You can go and take a rest!~" Zhao Xiaohu winked, and a few young men immediately picked up Chen Tairan and walked to the private room on the third floor. Not to mention more, Caesar's special service must be
