As expected, several gangsters used old-fashioned words to "greet" Qian Meng. At this time, Jiang Jianzhou turned into a righteous warrior and shouted loudly at the gangsters. The gangsters soon became angry, and then stepped forward and beat Jiang Jianzhou. Jiang Jianzhou received several punches.
, but he quickly shouted loudly, as if possessed by ghosts and gods, and drove away those gangsters one by one.
Meng Xiaoan was watching in amazement. Damn it, this was too obvious as a show. Unlike himself, who finally had some real skills, Jiang Jianzhou, a weak scholar, actually fought off the gangsters. You wouldn't even believe it.
Qian Meng still smiled and expressed her gratitude to Jiang Jianzhou for beating away the gangster.
Meng Xiaoxin said, I finally saw what shamelessness and despicability are.
Jiang Jianzhou thought that the image of this hero must be very powerful in Qian Meng's heart. He never imagined that being a hero would be so comfortable.
Qian Meng could only give Jiang Jianzhou a failing grade for his performance. Meng Xiaoan was a tough guy in the past. Jiang Jianzhou felt helpless when he saw that Qian Meng was still lukewarm towards him. What happened now?
Yes, he is a hero.
Meng Xiaoan and Jiang Jianzhou finally returned to Qian Meng's issue, and Qian Meng pretended not to hear.
In Jiang Jianzhou's desperate eyes, Meng Xiaoan took Qian Meng out of his sight. Not only was the beating tonight in vain, but it was also a waste of money. Damn it, what an unlucky thing it was.
Meng Xiaoan and Qian Meng were talking while walking on the road. It was Meng Xiaoan who was talking and Qian Meng was listening, because Meng Xiaoan got a message from a sister. The sister said that she was going to sleep at a friend's house that night and would not come back.
This way he can have a chance to have an affair with Qian Meng.
Qian Meng actually agreed to Meng Xiaoan's warm invitation. She first called home to talk to her mother, and of course she said it must be at a friend's house.
After returning home with Meng Xiaoan, Meng Xiaoan said enthusiastically that you can sit down wherever you want and eat whatever you want. There is a refrigerator. This is the first time Qian Meng has entered Meng Xiaoan's home. He didn't expect that his home is so big.
Just like a football field. Qian Meng felt helpless and inferior for some reason. But he quickly adjusted his mentality.
After taking a shower, Meng Xiaoan pretended that I would take you to the room. Don't worry, I won't do that kind of thing.
He didn't say it was okay, but Qian Meng's face turned red when he mentioned it.
In the middle of the night, Meng Xiaoan woke up, but the boy didn't have any pajamas. He was thinking about whether Qian Meng was lonely in another room.
"What a fool, you actually came to kill me in the middle of the night? Could it be a Japanese birdman?" Meng Xiaoan was very keenly aware of the murderous intention.
A very powerful murderous intention. Meng Xiaoan was surprised and slowly walked out of the room.
"It seems that you are indeed a difficult person to kill." The Japanese ninja spoke in pure Chinese, "That person in the Japanese palace is not you."
Meng Xiaoan pondered for a while, and it turned out that he was here to test whether he was the one who went to the Japanese Imperial Palace, and said: "Kill a few of my Japanese friends, and it's time for you to go down and see them."
"My lord, you are so shameless, you are not letting anyone sleep."
"Damn it, I haven't settled the score with you yet, but you came to find me."
"Meng Xiaoan, I wonder if you are the leader of the Dragon Gang. If I kill you now, I might be able to ask for some money."
"People who come to kill me are usually killed by me."
Meng Xiaoan showed a weird smile, activated his body instantly, and the next second, he punched the Japanese ninja in the chest. No, when he was still one centimeter away from his chest, Meng Xiaoan's fist hit the ground floor.
It was a soft thing, something like a sponge. Before Meng Xiaoan could react what it was, a force came out from the soft thing. Meng Xiaoan's figure flipped upside down in the air for a week and a half, and then stabilized.
Land firmly.
Meng Xiaoan looked at this guy's strange ninjutsu. The force just now was punched out by his own fists, and then it flew back through the soft thing that seemed to be an air mask. In other words, it was punched out or kicked out.
Any strength he exerted would be repulsed by the air mask. This man's spell aroused a bit of curiosity in Meng Xiaoan, and he met many Japanese ninjas. This ninja should have the highest and weirdest ninjutsu. "It's useless.
Today is destined to be your death day." The Japanese ninja said with his usual arrogance, "I will let you see my face when you are dying, this is my habit."
Meng Xiaoan smiled hoarsely, this girl is so shameless. He said: "Okay, I know your habits. I want to see if you Japanese ninjas are so powerful."
"Although you have killed many masters in the ninjutsu world, I am different from them." The ninja gaze releaser was very confident, "because I am the master."
"Master?" Meng Xiaoan groaned, "Beyond Chinese martial arts, Japanese ninjutsu is nothing." The Japanese ninja did not deny this, but also put forward a point of view: "Although this is the case, after so many years,
Our Japanese ninjutsu community has surpassed your Chinese martial arts. This is an indisputable fact. In another fifty years, our ninjutsu will definitely become the number one ninjutsu in the world."
"They say the Japanese are all arrogant, and now I finally see it." Meng Xiaoan gave him an idiotic expression. If I don't beat you to a pig's head, I am not Meng Xiaoan.
Meng Xiaoan said: "You are so confident that you can beat me in Chinese martial arts, then I will demonstrate what the real Chinese martial arts is."
Tai Chi brings prosperity and prosperity.
Meng Xiaoan first used the Lost Step to instantly arrive in front of the Japanese ninja, and then quickly pinched both sides of the Japanese ninja's wrists with both hands.
His right shoulder sank and he was knocked out. With a bang, the Japanese ninja flew backwards without fighting back. When Meng Xiaoan was about to land, he suddenly came to his side. His right foot was at a ninety-degree angle and he stepped on it.
on his chest.
boom.
"Unscathed, holy shit, what kind of ninjutsu did this Japanese birdman use? Is it even more powerful than mine?" Meng Xiaoan was a little surprised when he looked at the Japanese birdman who was punched and kicked by him.
He looked slightly injured.
The Japanese ninja slowly stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his clothes, and then looked at Meng Xiaoan with an arrogant smile: "Are you still fighting? If not, then it's my turn.
Come on, your Chinese martial arts." He stretched out his index finger and said, "No, our Yamato nation's ninjutsu is the best in the world."
Meng Xiaoan stared at the birdman closely, and braced himself. It was horrifying that this man had actually developed the strength of his muscles to such an extent.
Meng Xiaoan smiled, but still looked carefree: "Okay, I won't argue with you. You said that Japanese ninjutsu is the best in the world, so I'll wait and see."
As Meng Xiaoan finished speaking, the Japanese ninja suddenly appeared in front of Meng Xiaoan.
There was a bang.
Meng Xiaoan blocked his chest with both hands, feeling frightened. The speed was so fast, it was almost on the same level as himself.
Meng Xiaoan was pushed back two steps by the force of the ninja, almost vomiting blood.
"Okay." Meng Xiaoan showed a strange smile.
"Well, it's still behind. What's next is my real strength." The ninja activated instantly, and the next second it was in front of Meng Xiaoan, punching Meng Xiaoan's right cheek. Meng Xiaoan instinctively blocked it with his hands.
But what made Meng Xiaoan feel incredible was that the ninja's fist suddenly stopped.
"The real fist is on your left."
Meng Xiao'an felt a burst of burning pain, and his left cheek was hit by a ninja's fist.
Illusion. Meng Xiaoan cursed. It turns out that his power is to use illusions to confuse himself, which means that what he sees with his eyes is illusory, and the real killing move is on the other side. It's like seeing his right fist, but that is
Fake, the left fist is real, but the problem arises at the same time, if his left and right punches are both real, what should I do?
