Wang Mao has become addicted to the headlines. Even though he knew paparazzi were secretly filming him, he still came over to chat with Xiao Yanzi.
But he was really unlucky and met Tang Xiaobao.
If it were anyone else, no star in the circle would dare to challenge him.
fight?
This is the only thing Wang Mao is good at. He started practicing at the age of seven. Over the past twenty years, he has beaten up to ninety people, if not a hundred.
It just so happened that Tang Xiaobao was Xiao Yanzi’s man.
Therefore, Wang Mao became tragic.
Throw yourself into a trap.
Normally, it's just a few words in front of the media to gain some popularity and take advantage. But to get close to Tang Xiaobao in front of him is the real act of seeking death.
Tang Xiaobao is usually very generous, but when it comes to treating his own woman, he has always been petty.
Anyone who dares to take advantage of his woman must be trampled to death.
Wang Mao lost face in front of everyone, especially when he saw many celebrities in the industry not far away pointing their fingers, he immediately became angry.
He stared at Tang Xiaobao, like a vicious dog that devours people, except that he didn't stick out his tongue.
He hates it.
He was aggrieved.
We are all practicing martial artists, can anyone fight like you?
Ashtrays are used as weapons. How is this different from a street gangster?
Tang Xiaobao didn't let him go, with a look of shame on his face, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Wow, this is the national Sanda king? Can't take a single move? Tsk, tsk, tsk, you must have bribed the referee back then, right? Or it was a bribe.
I’m my opponent in the competition, how about you? Are you still the national Sanda champion? Three times in a row. Oops, how much money have you given to others in the past three years? I’m convinced. For the sake of reputation, you treat money like dirt!”
"shut up!"
Wang Mao was so angry that his veins throbbed, and his face became distorted.
"Ahhhhhh."
A group of people looked at Tang Xiaobao, wondering what he was up to.
Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "Shut up if you say shut up? Ah ah ah ah, I'm going to say, come and hit me, come on, come and hit me, please."
Wang Mao was shaking violently, and his forehead was congested with blood.
"Oh, aren't you a disciple of the Wudang lay family? Come on, are you a master of internal strength? Come on, you must have let me do it just now, I know, haha, show your real kung fu, don't be afraid of hurting me, if you really can
If you hurt me, you won't have to pay a penny for medical expenses. Come on, come and hit me."
Tang Xiaobao is so in need of ejaculation.
No one can stand this kind of provocation.
However, Wang Mao was suddenly awakened.
He entered Wudang at a young age. Although he was a lay disciple, he had a good master. His family gave a lot of money to the so-called master, so he naturally had to learn authentic Wudang Kungfu.
For example, he has learned internal strength, and he is quite good at it.
It's just that I don't use it in my daily life. Later I joined the circle. Although I kept practicing, I didn't have the chance to use it.
It's good, but it's easy to kill people.
But now, having been offended by Tang Xiaobao, Wang Mao still had only one thought in his mind - he must give Tang Xiaobao some color.
As for the consequences... what the consequences!
Let’s talk after we finish!
"You forced me to do this!" Wang Mao's eyes were full of resentment, but he suddenly calmed down: "Today, I will let you see the real Wudang Kung Fu."
"Come on, come on, hurry up, bite me, oh, no, hit me!" Tang Xiaobao hooked his little finger with contempt.
Wang Mao snorted coldly, kicked his right foot on the ground, and ran out.
Tang Xiaobao shouted: "Ah, Youlong Baguazhang, it's so powerful."
He moved his body and avoided it.
Wang Spear changes his moves.
Tang Xiaobao yelled: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, big stone thrower!"
He shook his body and dodged again.
"Yeah, is this Wudang Tai Chi? The heat is still a little low."
"Come on, you are almost touching me. Is this Palm Mountain Palm?"
"If you go faster, this is the tiger claw hand, right?"
…
Tang Xiaobao seemed to be playing a monkey trick.
Wang Mao was sweating from exhaustion and changed several punches, but he couldn't touch the corner of Tang Xiaobao's clothes. He was as slippery as a fish and as smart as a monkey.
The most irritating thing is that Tang Xiaobao was hiding while provoking him and helping him with reviews. For those who didn't know, they thought Tang Xiaobao was his master.
But the longer the fight went on, the more frightened Wang Mao became.
How does this guy know Wudang Kung Fu?
Why is he so familiar with Wudang Kung Fu?
It seems like they can do it all?
And the longer the fight went on, the more depressed Wang Mao became.
He was sweating all over from exhaustion, but he couldn't hit anyone. Don't you think it's frustrating?
Finally, Wang Zhao retreated.
"Come on, keep biting me, why don't you hit me?" Tang Xiaobao was anxious and hurriedly waved.
"How do you know our Wudang Kung Fu?"
"Stop messing with that useless thing, come quickly."
Tang Xiaobao said impatiently.
"Are you also a Wudang disciple?"
"Bah!" Tang Xiaobao put his hands on his hips and pointed at Wang Spear like a shrew and yelled: "Why are you swearing? Who is a Wudang disciple? How could a handsome and handsome man like me join the Wudang Sect?
Just a small sect, huh huh."
Sweat, curse...
He looked a bit funny and was naturally funny. Many people not far away were amused.
Little Yanzi covered her mouth and snickered.
Wang Mao frowned, actually thinking about quitting. He was very curious about where Tang Xiaobao suddenly appeared with such good kung fu. There was no such person in the circle.
Knowing that it might be difficult for him to win, he didn't want to lose face. For a moment, Wang Mao was a little confused.
Is this a fight or not?
Tang Xiaobao seemed to have noticed Wang Mao's thoughts and was very anxious. How could he not fight him? No, he had to praise him and encourage him more.
So, Tang Xiaobao began to give Wang Mao various high hats.
"Ah, actually you are very good at martial arts. Really, come on, come and hit me. You will definitely be able to hit me."
"I have seen people from the Wudang sect practicing Kung Fu. I have a better memory. In fact, I don't understand Wudang Kung Fu. If you change your hands to a different set, I won't be able to recognize them."
"Your Wudang mind skills are very powerful and your internal skills are pure. Come on, if you hit me with one punch, I will definitely be injured. Come on, hit me."
"You are here to fight. You look so handsome and charming, so you are here to fight."
"Come on, I won't hide this time. Whoever hides will be the grandson. I will stand here and fight you. You will win if I make one move."
sweat……
Tang Xiaobao also took great pains.
The onlookers were all wide-eyed and dumbfounded.
What is this for?
Is it so unreasonable?
Still not moving?
Do you know who they are?
He is a master of the Wudang sect!
The little swallow was not in a hurry.
She knew that the reason why Tang Xiaobao said this was just to vent her anger, but she was afraid that Wang Mao would not take action. Thinking that Tang Xiaobao was standing up for herself, she looked happy, and looking at Tang Xiaobao's back, he felt
So handsome, so handsome, so handsome. (To be continued)