Looking at the person who was getting closer, Han Baihang couldn't help but tense up all the muscles in his body. This person was short in stature and as skinny as a monkey. He had a face with high cheekbones and sunken cheeks, but his eyes were big and round.
His nose looks like a joke.
It was such a person who made Han Baihang feel like he was facing a formidable enemy. He was secretly lucky and did not dare to neglect him at all. Even the wind seemed to be moving around this person at this moment.
"My surname is Wang, and my single name is a treasure. I have heard for a long time that Captain Han is very skilled in martial arts. I am lucky enough to meet him today, and I would like to ask you a few words."
Han Baihang looked up and down at the middle-aged man in front of him, frowned and said, "Today is Mr. Zhang's birthday, I'm afraid it's not very appropriate."
Seeing Han Baihang shrinking back, Zhang Xueliang said with a proud look on his face: "I have heard how powerful Captain Han is, but I didn't expect that he would think about shrinking when this happened to him."
Seeing the proud expression on his face, Han Baihang wanted to slap him twice. If he had the ability, he would do it himself, fanning the wind next to him, or lighting a will-o'-the-wisp.
Although he was thinking this in his heart, Han Baihang still had a kind expression on his face and said: "What the young marshal said is unreasonable. I, Han, have been through life and death on the battlefield, and I deserve some minor credit. It's not like a big shot like the young marshal, who strategizes and wins decisively."
You can accomplish great feats even though you are thousands of miles away!"
There is a hidden meaning behind the words, sarcastically saying that Zhang Xueliang only knows how to wave flags and shout from behind, but dare not go to the battlefield with real swords and guns. However, Zhang Xueliang has not heard it yet, and his face is quite proud.
Zhang Ruolan covered her mouth and started laughing. At this time, there were already many people watching the fun. Some people could hear the smell inside and looked at Zhang Xueliang. Their eyes changed a little.
Zhang Xueliang seemed to have noticed something was wrong. Before he spoke, Wang Bao said: "Captain Han is wrong. There is an old saying: a snake can't do anything without a head. You can't achieve great things with just a bit of courage. If you're lucky, you can pick something up."
It’s cheap, but it’s bad luck, and I’m afraid you won’t even be able to save your own life.”
Wang Bao's tone was both negative and negative, implying that Han Baihang's capture of Duan Zhigui and others was just a matter of luck.
A few people just faced off in the front yard and got into a verbal quarrel. The people watching the excitement stopped and shouted at the two of them to do something.
At this time Huang Jinrong walked out of the crowd, frowned and said to the two of them: "They are all men, if you want to beat them, you can beat them, mother-in-law and mother-in-law look like pussies!"
During the period when they arrived in Shanghai, Han Baihang felt frustrated and frustrated at every turn, and he felt a fire in his heart.
At this moment, the instigator actually dared to run out and start the fire. Han Baihang took a step forward, grabbed Huang Jinrong's collar, and lifted him up from the ground. In an instant, five pistols were pointed at Han Baihang's body, as long as he dared to move.
One hit and you're guaranteed to be shot into a hornet's nest.
Seeing that something was wrong, everyone quickly took half a step back for fear of accidentally hurting themselves.
Huang Huangrong tapped his toes on the ground and said calmly: "What do you want to do, Han Baihang!"
"What do you want to do?" Han Baihang sneered: "Huang Huangrong, I will tell you today, don't be too proud, or the fish will die and the net will be broken!"
Huang Jinrong smiled and slapped Han Baihang's hand away, and said unscrupulously: "If the net is broken, just mend it. If the fish dies, then there is nothing?"
Han Baihang clenched his fists, wishing to punch him until his teeth were all over the floor, but in the end he held back.
After arguing for a long time, Zhang Renkui came late, took a look at everyone and said: "Everyone is a distinguished guest who cares about the old man. If you have anything to say, please sit down and say, why bother to use knives or guns? It will be bad if you hurt your kindness."
Han Baihang sneered: "I would like to be in harmony with everyone, but some people always want to kill me."
Cold eyes swept around Zhang Xueliang and others, Huang Huangrong stood back as if nothing had happened. Zhang Xueliang took a step forward, cupped his hands towards Zhang Renkui and said: "Forgive me, my bodyguard, because I love martial arts and become crazy, listen.
He said that Captain Han was very skilled in martial arts, and even wanted to compete with him, so some misunderstandings arose."
Zhang Renkui suddenly realized: "So that's what happened. If that's the case, Baihang, don't hide your secrets and show your skills to the old man. The biggest regret in my life is that I couldn't learn good martial arts, which can be considered as a birthday feast."
To add to the fun, what do you think?"
Han Baihang didn't want to cause trouble at first, but now he felt that his anger could no longer be suppressed, so he just hit him without fear.
"Since the old lady wants to see it, I can't spoil your interest, can I?"
"Okay! That's it, everyone, please make room. Whoever wins between you two, I will reward you with fifty oceans!"
Not only was it a martial arts competition, there was also a prize, and everyone's interest was suddenly heightened, and some people even started handicap betting.
Everyone stepped back and formed a big circle, leaving Han Baihang and Wang Bao in the middle. Han Baihang cupped his hands towards Wang Bao and said, "Since it's a martial arts competition, let's stop by the point. After all, it's the birthday of the old man. It's unlucky to see blood."
Already."
Wang Bao smiled and said: "As it should be, please."
After the two greeted each other, Wang Bao put on a Bajiquan stance. Han Baihang frowned and asked, "May I ask what Liu Qirui's relationship is with you?"
Wang Bao smiled and said, "He should call me uncle."
Han Baihang's face suddenly sank. He was injured by Liu Qirui's hand last time, but Liu Qirui should have been injured more seriously than himself.
No wonder Han Baihang always felt that there was a faint murderous aura in Wang Bao. It turned out that he had beaten the young and then the old.
Liu Qirui's Bajiquan skills are not inferior. Since Wang Bao is his elder, his martial arts skills are probably even better than Liu Qirui's.
"Be careful!"
Wang Bao shouted low, stepped forward suddenly, twisted his waist and punched, and his fist flew towards the door facing Han Baihang like a cannonball.
A fist cut through the air, making bursts of harsh sounds, and arrived in front of Han Baihang in the blink of an eye.
Han Baihang made a wrong step and stepped back with his right foot. He leaned slightly to avoid Wang Bao's fist. Wang Bao missed the blow and bent his elbow, hitting Han Baihang's collarbone.
This elbow was heavy and heavy, like a piece of iron falling from the sky. In desperation, Han Baihang raised his hands up, caught Wang Bao's elbow, and used a force-relieving method to push Wang Bao's elbow toward
Lead it from the side.
As soon as he touched Wang Bao's elbow, Han Baihang felt as if he was holding a weight, his palms went numb, and he almost let go.
Fortunately, Han Baihang released Wang Bao's strength in time, grabbed Wang Bao's elbow, and used an anti-joint grappling technique to break Wang Bao's elbow.
Just when Han Baihang was about to exert force, Wang Bao suddenly took a step forward and hit Han Baihang's chest hard with his shoulder.
Han Baihang was hit by Wang Bao's leaning attack, and his chest felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. His vision went black and white for a while. Before he could recover, Wang Bao punched him again, straight into his eye socket.
