Faced with this situation, Wang Xiaojun was completely confused. In the past, the gate of the Iron Palm Gang was opened all year round, and no one came to ask for advice, let alone such "come to come". But Wang Xiaojun didn't know what to do with him. It was impossible to accept him, and it was not appropriate to beat him out. This was another person who didn't want the stars to not be spoiled by the moon since he was a child. Don't look at him in his twenties, and he was at most thirteen...

Wang Xiaojun glanced his eyes left and right, and suddenly put his arms around Liu Yifan's shoulder and pointed at Hu Tailai and said, "Hey, why don't you take him as your teacher? This is Hu Tailai of the Hero of the Black Hu Sect. I have seen his kung fu with my own eyes, "Monkey Sharp"!"

Hu Tailai was stunned: "Hi, why did you still get rid of Jiangdong?"

Sister Pili and Lanmao were already laughing at Liu Yifan. Sister Pili giggled and said, "What he said is true. My master can kill Tibetan mastiff with one punch!"

Lan Mao also smiled and said, "Well, handsome guy, I can give you a junior brother."

Wang Xiaojun whispered in Liu Yifan's ear again: "Look, their sect is full of girls. Our Tiezhang Gang is so thin that I am the only one all year round. You can't worship me as your teacher, right?"

Liu Yifan seemed to be really moved. Judging from the scene, Hu Tailai was so majestic, and his three female apprentices were heroic. Wang Xiaojun was really complimented. His eyes were bloodshot, his arms were drooping, and his hands were dirty bandages, which easily reminded people of the kind of bad gang boy who likes to cause trouble.

Hu Tailai saw Liu Yifan staring at him and said in panic: "I am not the one who can easily accept disciples. Besides, I don't want you in your original intention of learning martial arts!"

"Let's do it--" Wang Xiaojun finally half-pulled and half-lived Liu Yifan to leave the wooden stake. He said, "Or why don't you think about it again, I won't give it to you..."

"Are you trying to knock me away?" Liu Yifan made another move to pounce on the wooden stake.

Wang Xiaojun hurriedly said, "Don't hit or hit, if you want to stay, just stay, just observe and observe, and you will decide who to choose in the end."

Liu Yifan sat on the east stairs, as if he really planned to stay and take a look.

Wang Xiaojun ignored him and rushed to the wooden stake and continued to fight.

The afternoon sun shines so hard that people are drowsy, and Liu Yifan gradually becomes drowsy. Monotonous things are indeed easy to make people sleepy. Wang Xiaojun is monotonously hitting wooden stakes, Hu Tailai is monotonously guiding his apprentices to stance, and the old men are monotonously playing mahjong. The crackling sound is more like a lullaby. Liu Yifan looks at it and burys his head on his legs and sleeps firmly...

I don’t know how long I slept, but the sun was already west. Liu Yifan wiped his saliva, and he planned to leave-

At this moment, Tang Que walked in slowly. He was holding a bag in his hand and looked around the people in the yard with sharp eyes. Tang Sisi stood up in distractedness...

"Let's go." Tang Que just coldly said two words to Tang Sisi.

Wang Xiaojun paused his movements and raised his chin at Tang Que: "Are you here?"

Tang Que said lightly: "It seems that none of your teachers and senior brothers came, which means they have self-knowledge."

Wang Xiaojun wiped his sweat and said, "Can I wait for me?"

"What are you waiting for?"

Wang Xiaojun said embarrassedly: "I will practice it after more than 1,000 palms. I will fight you after practicing it."

"You fight with me?" Tang Que didn't understand what Wang Xiaojun meant for a moment.

Wang Xiaojun said: "I have been practicing qigong these three days, and I will graduate if I have more than 1,000 palms. If you don't want to wait, I will make do with you."

A layer of anger appeared on Tang Que's face, and he snorted, "Nothing is wrong!" He turned to Tang Sisi and said, "Three sister, do you want to delay time like this?"

Tang Sisi mustered up the courage and said, "If you beat him, I will never talk nonsense."

"Okay! I'll wait!" Tang Que put the bag at his feet, his eyes full of disdain.

Sister Pili didn't know the pros and cons of this, so she excitedly said, "Is there another good show?"

Liu Yifan also stopped, and he also felt the huge waves lurking under the seemingly calm dialogue between these people, and just rushed to the death of oppression. Even if these three people were going to fight against the Landlord, they had to watch the winner and lose.

Wang Xiaojun didn't say much, and accelerated his speed on the wooden stake, but he would report to Tang Que regularly:

"There are 900 palms left."

"800 palms left, wait."

"The last 500 palms, I'm sorry."

"Don't stand, Lao Hu will move a stool..."

When Wang Xiaojun just finished his last slap, no one celebrated him. Everyone was forced by Tang Que's power, worried that Wang Xiaojun could end properly.

Wang Xiaojun moved his slightly sore arms and said, "Come on Lao Hu, let's move the wooden stake to the side first."

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Liu Yifan spontaneously replaced Wang Xiaojun in order to watch the show.

The three old men and Xie Junjun in the room were also attracted and stood under the eaves.

Uncle Wang said: "The Iron Palm Gang has not had a good reputation recently, and there are always people who come to play."

Uncle Zhang said: "This has to be a good thing. Large hospitals are bound to have doctor-patient disputes. If there is never any trouble, there is no business!"

Mr. Li, who had a rough understanding of the situation with Hu Tailai, said: "This time I'm not playing. This is the cousin of the girl named Tang. I'm here to catch her and get married to someone."

"What era is this?" Xie Junjun muttered.

Tang Que shouted: "Tang Sect does things, others retreat!"

Uncle Wang said: "Look at you as a young man. When you do your business, we watch our excitement. Why are you shouting for?"

Mr. Zhang said, "That's right, let's come first. We didn't say you're in the way we're going to play cards outside."

Tang Que stopped talking with a blue face. Tang Sect Tree attracted a lot of wind. Although there were many enemies, those enemies were trembling and fierce before taking action, but they had never been as verbal as they were today. They even accused him of being selfish and not giving everyone a chance to watch... In response to this, he had to pretend that he couldn't hear it and asked Wang Xiaojun coldly: "What are you planning to fight?"

Wang Xiaojun said: "Of course we use our Iron Palm Gang's palm technique, and I don't know anything else - we agreed that if you want to lose, you can't bother Sisi again."

"Okay." Tang Que's facial muscles shook for a moment, as if he heard the most absurd things and said more.

"Then I'm going to hit you."

Before Wang Xiaojun could say anything, Tang Que shot out a bee venom needle. He knew what Wang Xiaojun was like. He didn't want to entangle him and put the words of a person who couldn't fight. His purpose was to nail the other party to the spot and beg him hard, and he would take Tang Sisi Yang away! The Tang Sect's prestige balance is insufficient, so he has to do something to establish his authority!

The dozens of bee venomous needles were particularly exaggerated in Wang Xiaojun's eyes! Although they were all small and fast hidden weapons, Wang Xiaojun's body was constantly moving for most of the past three days, and his agility was incomparable to the past. Moreover, during this period, he had been hitting wooden stakes that remained motionless. Now, when objects that could move quickly would cause his stress response. No one had ever taught Wang Xiaojun how to avoid hidden weapons. In the moment of lightning, Wang Xiaojun suddenly remembered Qi Fei. He tweeted his palms upward, and all the bee venomous needles were sent to the sky.

Tang Sisi shouted: "Be careful, everyone!"

The silver needles fell down a long time before they fell, and they jingled. The silver needles were rustling from the sky with a cold light, as if it had been drizzling. The sound was pleasant, but the scene was solemn. Everyone then understood what Tang Sisi wanted everyone to be careful, and they didn't care about enjoying the beautiful scenery, and they all entered the houses on both sides.

Liu Yifan hid in the east wing and shouted excitedly: "Wow, remote output, so cool!"

Tang Que was quite surprised by Wang Xiaojun's performance. Among the people present, he was quite impressed by Hu Tailai, but he also knew that Hu Tailai was an external boxing master. If he said that it would be difficult to deal with his hidden weapons at this golden distance, he did not expect that Wang Xiaojun would draw a trick and learn Qi Fei to do this.

"Learn now and sell?" Tang Que raised his lips slightly and showed a sneer. Then there were a series of silver needles shot out - forehand, backhand, plum blossom hand, and the silver needle formations that were shot out were also varied, including three fronts and two backs, two fronts and three backs, Bagua Formation, and Crazy Bee Formation. He played a variety of tricks, but Wang Xiaojun only knew one move anyway. He flipped his hands left and right and the other was like dancing a Mongolian dance. Those silver needles with various hidden strength were like being pulled away by a toilet...

The Tang Sect is known for its hidden weapons. Tang Que made frequent moves but failed to succeed. He was covered with frost on his face, so he simply stood still and poured it out like watering flowers. Wang Xiaojun had a lot of tricks. As long as he couldn't get beaten, he would ignore his actions. If there was a commentator at this time, he would definitely say, "It seems that Tang Que had to organize a more effective attack to break the deadlock on the field, and there was not much time left for him."

Wang Xiaojun was troubled a lot. First, he couldn't always guarantee that water would not leak, and mainly because he was afraid that needles fell from the sky would prick his head. He collapsed while blocking the hidden weapon: "Sisi, why are your Tang family members like Doraemon?"

It has been several minutes since Tang Que's silver needles are still endless, and it seems that this is the tip of the iceberg. He will not comment on his method of throwing hidden weapons for the time being. The method of hiding hidden weapons is definitely first-class.

Hu Tailai said in a deep voice: "Xiaojun, you can't be beaten blindly, you have to take the initiative!"

Tang Que sneered at the sky: "What a proactive attack! I have become a beggar who has been driven everywhere!" He suddenly jumped towards Wang Xiaojun and said coldly, "Let me see the results of your practice in the past three days!" He said, and grabbed Wang Xiaojun's arm in a claw shape with one hand. He didn't know why Wang Xiaojun was immune to his hidden weapon, but he still remembered it when he was caught in the air like a chicken three days ago.

"Hiss--" Hu Tailai took a breath. He had experienced Tang Que's grasping hand, but he didn't know how far Wang Xiaojun had practiced.

In Wang Xiaojun's eyes, Tang Que's hand was particularly abrupt. He had slapped 270,000 palms in the past three days. What caused the biggest confusion to him was not physical strength problems, but the horizontal stake hand. In order to bypass the stake hand as much as possible, he tried his best to avoid it from all angles. Now Tang Que's hand was like that stake hand in his eyes, and behind the stake hand, there was Tang Que's unprepared empty door!

Wang Xiaojun saw Tang Que rushing over and was already in his heart. He slowly raised his palm and said slowly: "Brother, you have messed with the wrong person!"

"Bang!" Wang Xiaojun's palm hit Tang Que's lower abdomen with a straight head. Tang Que's body was flying straight from the steps to the door!

It was not surprising that this palm could hit Tang Que and Wang Xiaojun. What was unexpected was that he hit so far... He looked at his palm blankly and said in surprise: "Eh?"

"Pu" Tang Que fell on the floor tiles, and his elbow hit him with blood. He fell to the ground with his back to the sky. At this time, he wanted to turn over, but he struggled for a moment and lay down again.

"I didn't work hard... Sisi, please see how your elder brother is?" Wang Xiaojun said in a daze.

"I... kill you!" Tang Que didn't wait for anyone to approach, and touched his waist with his hand. A silver needle had already slid to his fingertips. He wanted to raise his hand to shoot it, but when he exerted a little force, he felt a rush in his abdomen, and a "wow" bite of debris spewed out.

Wang Xiaojun looked at him, hurriedly covered his nose and said, "Fortunately it's not blood."

Uncle Li said through the glass: "This grandson is so cold that it seems like he is cold. Is it just a trick that makes people vomit?" Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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