In the quiet courtyard, the figures under the moonlight are rapidly practicing the latest martial arts!

Despite the cold night of late autumn, Han Le was still wearing only a thin single dress.

Since he began to practice the four basic mental methods at the same time, Han Le's physical fitness has increased day by day. Now, although he cannot be afraid of the cold, the slight coldness of autumn can no longer affect him.

His movements became more and more stable.

After a set of I-shaped tiger punches, a piece of leaves fell in the yard.

However, his movements did not stop.

In the corner of the yard, there were a few practice puppets he had just bought.

Han Le stood there, took a deep breath, and the true energy began to operate according to the route specified in his mind!

The next second, he jumped up very lightly and kicked out like a phantom.

Slap sex!

Between three breaths, all six practice puppets were kicked by Han Le!

Although his feet were also painful, it was hard to hide the excitement in his heart at this moment.

"Foshan Wuyingjiao is indeed very powerful."

"Because the enemy is a puppet of practice, the characteristics of Foshan's shadowless feet have not been fully exerted. If it were other warriors, they would probably have no power to fight back, right?"

Han Le was happy because his soul power had increased recently. When playing with men when they were self-reliant, they could already play it completely.

In this case, the curve he constructed is closer to reality.

Finally, in today's playing, the black shadow appeared again.

This time, what we used was not the I-shaped Tiger Fist, but Huang Feihong's other set of unique skills - Foshan Wuyingjiao!

Foshan Wuyingjiao is different from the I-shaped Fuhuquan. The latter is a type of Hongquan, which emphasizes fierceness and strength; while the former is a martial arts skill that is both offensive and defensive, which is very flexible and requires skill.

The so-called shadowlessness is because when you come out, you constantly use the technique of hitting the enemy's sight to disturb the enemy's sight, thus achieving the goal of making people unable to see clearly.

Even when defending, this set of footwork can play a huge role.

There was actually no problem with him choosing these puppets as the first practice targets. In the battle of warriors of the same level, the enemy was probably not much different from the puppets in front of Foshan Wuyingjiao!

With Foshan's Shadowless Foot, the winning rate rose a little more on Saturday night.

But what made Han Le feel a little regretful was that he never built the curve of stealing skills - he didn't even have a Dharma image.

He guessed that this may have something to do with his profound memory.

After all, the memory of stealing skills is not as strong as men who are self-reliant or so picture-like.

Otherwise, if enough Dharma images and fighting souls can be constructed, Han Le might be able to understand the mystery of Tai Chi from stealing skills!

But now, he is also very satisfied. These two war songs have laid a solid foundation for his survival in this world.

Next, it's time for him to work hard.

The battle at the downtown Yulong Street is absolutely not allowed to be lost!

Thinking of this, Han Le took a break and started practicing boxing and kicking again!

...

On Saturday afternoon, a painted black extended sedan quickly got off the ring road, turned left and right on the old street that was inconsistent with itself, and finally stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary hotel.

At this moment, many people were waiting outside the hotel.

When pedestrians saw this scene, they walked quickly, fearing that they would cause trouble.

Everyone in Yulong Street knows that Heiwu Club has become increasingly unscrupulous recently. At this time, it is better to avoid the limelight.

As soon as the car was parked, the security guard wanted to go over and open the door, but was shot open by another excited boy. He went to open the door by himself.

Sitting inside was a morbid young man with a pretty face but fair skin.

"Brother! Are you here? Don't you go inside and sit?"

Soho asked excitedly.

Su Baiyu coughed, and the assistant beside him signaled to get out of the car and open the wheelchair, but he waved his hand to stop him.

"No, I just come and check it out to make sure it's foolproof."

His voice sounds nice, with a very comfortable and soft feeling that makes people feel weak.

But in front of him, everyone maintained enough respect.

Although the direct descendant of the Su family can only move in a wheelchair due to congenital reasons, he has shown wisdom beyond ordinary people and has always been regarded as one of the most powerful heirs of the Su family.

If Su Li had not emerged, I'm afraid there would be no doubt about the next candidate for the Su family.

Hearing Su Baiyu's words, Du Zefeng and Luo Ba, the boss of Heiwu Club, immediately came over very tactfully.

Among so many people present, there were only three of them, who were qualified to listen to Su Baiyu's lecture.

"The things tonight must be done beautifully and neatly. Han Le is on the one hand, and integrating Yulong Street is on the other hand."

"If Han Le doesn't show up, there is no need to chase him deeply. It will be successful to be able to break up the Qingyu Gang."

"If Han Le appears, there is no need to give him any hope of survival. Su Hao, the six Tongxuan Treasures I give you are all top experts. Even if you lose, Han Le must die. Do you understand?"

"Du Zefeng, I'm too lazy to evaluate your performance. Since you wanted to breathe out this time, I'm too lazy to care about you. I'm just teaching you a lesson for your boss: Don't drag your feet on doing things anymore, you must be decisive, do you know?"

"There will be other things happening in Tai'an City tonight, so the security team will definitely not appear in Yulong Street."

"But before tomorrow morning, I don't want to see any messy news. I want to see a... Ordering Yulong Street, do you understand?"

After a gentle and gentle word, except for Su Hao being careless and Du Zefeng was dissatisfied, Luoba, the boss of Heiwu Club, was sweating coldly.

Su Baiyu said peacefully, but the solemn murderous intent in his words could not be concealed.

He spoke, Yulong Street tonight was destined to be bloody!

But now he is full of confidence!

The strength of Heiwu Club is already stronger than that of the Qingyu Gang, and now there are more than a dozen Tongxuan Witchers brought by the Su family and the Du family!

Even if the other party has Han Le, the so-called super genius musician, so what?

In the street melee, the low-level musicians cut them to death and turned into mud, and no one could recognize them.

Han Le's disappearance will eventually become a unsolved case.

The Qingyu Gang will also be erased from the stage of history.

He Luoba will become the king of Yulong Street!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little excited!

He began to look forward to the final battle tonight!

After a few simple instructions, the car left the Yulong District and headed to another direction in the city.

The people from Heiwu Club also began their final preparations before the war.

...

The night is filled with fallen leaves.

At the intersection, two black gangs were ready.

There is no need to talk nonsense in front of the formation, because there was a promise.

The people from the Qingyu Gang all helped a green scarf on their arms; while the people from the Heiwu Club all wore conspicuous red badges.

This is a chaotic battle to prevent the wrong person from being cut off.

In terms of number of people, Heiwu Club clearly has a greater advantage.

Their people are about twice as many as those of the Qingyu Gang!

Not to mention the Tongxuan Treasures hidden in it, even Su Hao and Du Zefeng were sharpening their knives and their eyes kept spinning - they were looking for Han Le.

Unfortunately, at present, there seems to be no Han Le in the Qingyu Gang formation.

He was really scared and dared not show up?

Neither Su Hao nor Du Zefeng were willing to believe it.

In their impression, how could a person as pretentious as Han Le let go of such an occasion?

But if you think about it carefully, after all, this time, you will have to die in life and death, so it is normal for Han Le to be timid.

"If he really doesn't come, he will find a chance to kill him next time!"

Du Zefeng felt a little impatient.

In his opinion, this kind of gangster fire-fighting is simply a croaker pecking at each other. He, a Tongxuan Treasure, and with his subordinates, can knock down all the people of the Qingyu Gang!

He really couldn't be interested in fighting at this level.

If Han Le didn't show up, I'm afraid it would be boring tonight, right?

...
To be continued...