Liu Kaifeng was shocked and could clearly feel the domineering attitude of the boy opposite him. He knew that with the ruthlessness that boy showed just now, even if he could escape with his own kung fu, the group of brothers behind him would have to fight for it.
He couldn't be put down. He frowned. What should he do now?
After thinking about it, Liu Kaifeng stared at Ximen Lang and said provocatively: "Boy, if you have the guts, let's challenge each other?"
Ximen Lang looked over and said disdainfully: "What, you think you are good at it and you can definitely win in a duel?"
"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me if you dare?" Liu Kaifeng raised his head and asked.
Ximen Lang snorted coldly, "What a joke, what do I dare not do? Actually, I don't have to go to such trouble. As long as I give the order, my boys will take action, and you and your gang will lie on the ground."
Fatty Han shouted: "That's what happened. Brother Lang, please give the order, so that they don't have to pretend to be awesome and knock these guys down."
A group of younger brothers shouted: "Brother Lang, give the order."
"Destroy these bastards and let them see how powerful our Julang Gang is."
"Those who pretend to be pretentious will die..."
The sound was loud and deafening, as if the roof of the house was being pushed open.
Among the gang members on the opposite side, only Liu Kaifeng was not frightened and remained as before. However, his younger brothers were so frightened by the huge momentum that their faces were as white as paper, and some of them had their legs shaking slightly.
Ximenlang waved his hand to signal everyone to silence, and said with a smile: "Okay, brothers, don't scare them so much that they wet their pants." He looked at Liu Kaifeng and continued: "See, you have no choice at all.
Life or death is in my hands. However, for
In case you are not convinced, I can challenge you to a duel, it’s no big deal. Besides, I promise you that as long as you win the duel, I will give you 50,000 yuan every month. However, I also have a condition. If I win,
How about you follow me and respect me as your big brother from now on?"
Liu Kaifeng thought to himself, this idiot is quite arrogant. It seems that he still doesn't know my strength and dares to agree to a duel. Let's see!
"Okay then, it's a deal."
Ximenlang ordered in a deep voice: "Everyone from the Julang Gang should go out. No matter what sound you hear, you are not allowed to come in."
Fatty Han warned, "Brother Lang, be careful."
"Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Fatty Han waved his hand, and the fifty boys lowered their hands holding the steel pipe high, opened the door and poured out.
Liu Kaifeng turned his head and said, "You all should go out too. You are not allowed to come in."
Regarding this eldest brother, nicknamed "Crazy Liu", a group of younger brothers were aware of his extraordinary strength, so they had no worries. They all walked out and closed the door of the billiard room tightly.
There were only two people left in the room, Ximen Lang and Liu Kaifeng, standing in the middle of a group of billiard tables. The two of them stared at each other without saying a word. The air was filled with strong murderous aura!
Ximen Lang stretched out his right hand and said calmly: "Let's get started. You're welcome. Only after fighting can you know who is stronger."
"That's the truth."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Kaifeng roared and rushed forward suddenly. He turned to the left, bent his right leg at the knee, straightened his left leg into a lunge, made an upward arc with his right hand, bent his elbow and turned into a fist, and struck the opponent's door with a sound of wind.
It is a move of "tiger holds its head."
Seeing the ferocity of his fist, Ximen Lang turned his head to avoid it and shouted: "It turns out that he is a master of Liuhe Quan. He is indeed extraordinary..." Although he did not learn the traditional martial arts of Country Z, when he was far away in Heignan, there were many in the palace.
Martial arts masters have sparred with him, so he recognized it as Liuhe Fist after the opponent only made one move.
After dodging, Ximen Lang leaned to the left and at the same time, he swept past with an extremely fast horizontal elbow.
Liu Kaifeng reacted very quickly. After a sliding step, his body leaned to the left and he also resisted with his elbow.
"Peng!"
The elbows collided together, like two big wooden sticks colliding, causing both people to feel a sharp pain and involuntarily took a step back.
Liu Kaifeng no longer dared to underestimate the young man in front of him. He knew in his heart that although this guy was not using any tricks, he was obviously a master of martial arts. His movements combined grappling, karate, Muay Thai and other techniques, which were very practical and very explosive.
, it really cannot be underestimated.
"Boy, are your claws really strong?" Liu Kaifeng said despite the pain in his elbow.
Ximenlang was also in pain and smiled, "Both and each other, come again..." He reached out and grabbed a cue on the table, stepped forward and hit the opponent's head hard. Liu Kaifeng hurriedly got out of the way and said, "Pa"
With a loud sound, the cue hit the table and broke into two pieces.
Liu Kaifeng picked up the cue from another table and hit it with all his strength. Unexpectedly, Ximen Lang threw half of the cue in his hand, and he hurriedly pushed it away with the cue in his hand.
Suddenly, Ximen Lang stepped forward like a ghost and kicked him hard in the stomach. He groaned and fell down on the table, throwing the cue in his hand aside.
After a loud roar, Ximen Lang pounced on him like a tiger, grabbed his collar with his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist and smashed the opponent's face with regular features as hard as he could.
Liu Kaifeng's face was horrified, and he turned around in a hurry. His iron fist grazed his ear and hit the table. With a bang, the green tablecloth collapsed and formed a deep pit. He quickly counterattacked with his fist and hit the opponent's shoulder with his right fist.
Ximen Lang was in pain, so he had no choice but to let go of him, take a step back, and sweep his right foot sideways with a "sweeping leg".
Liu Kaifeng was caught off guard and was swept to the ground, but he reacted quickly and rolled to the ground of the table.
As soon as he succeeded, he saw his opponent hiding under the table. Ximen Lang did not get under to fight with him. Instead, he jumped onto the table, grabbed a ball with his right hand, and looked down eagerly, as if waiting for a mouse.
The old cat coming out of the hole.
Liu Kaifeng nimbly emerged from the side, but he never thought that a white header flew over like lightning and hit him on the forehead, causing him to fall to the ground with stars in his eyes.
Ximen Lang was overjoyed when he hit the opponent with a sudden move. He grabbed half of the cue on the table and jumped down, grabbing the opponent's collar. The sharp cue with the sharp stubble was pressed against Liu Kaifeng's throat, with a fierce look in his eyes.
, asked in a deep voice: "Are you convinced?"
Liu Kaifeng was hit by the ball he just threw and almost fainted. When he recovered, he was already under threat from the opponent. He could only say helplessly: "I'm convinced. From now on, you, Ximen Lang, will be my boss.
But if you are given an order, you will absolutely obey it.”
Ximen Lang laughed, and the fierceness disappeared from his face. How could he not be happy now that he had another strong player join him? He threw away the club, stood up, pulled Liu Kaifeng up, and said with a smile: "Okay, you will be my Ximen from now on."