Zhang, Wang and Li each returned a move, but failed to get close to Wang Xiaojun. Uncle Zhang nodded and said, "My niece is really good at it."

Wang Jinghu said angrily: "Who is your niece-in-law?"

Uncle Li said helplessly: "It's time to choose what's important to talk about Jinghu, we are our own people, and we are here to help Xiaojun."

Wang Jinghu was stunned and said, "What is the evidence?"

Uncle Wang said: "Just like Wang Xiaojun's mess now, we will fend for one's own life no matter what he is. Do you think we are flying moths to the fire for fun?"

Wang Jinghu was stunned again, and it was right to think about it. At this moment, the three old men finally approached Wang Xiaojun from three directions. Wang Xiaojun did not lose any disadvantage in the fight with one enemy of three, but he failed to reduce the number of troops. The four of them fought with a crackling blow and instantly became a tug-of-war.

Wang Donglai and Wang Jinghu looked at each other, and their expressions were astonished. It turned out that they were extremely shocked that these three old men were using the martial arts of the thirty-figure iron palm!

Chen Mimi stepped forward and said, "Uncle Wang, what's going on?" She also saw this.

Wang Jinghu could only shake his head slowly. Wang Dong looked at it for a moment and suddenly smiled contemptuously: "The three old guys looked at the fur of the iron palm from somewhere. They looked like it on the outside, but in fact they were just specious. All they could swing was 20% or 30% of the power of the iron palm. The reason why they could be stalemate for so long is because they cooperated seamlessly."

Wang Jinghu nodded and said, "That's right, it's obvious that they haven't even reached the first level of practice."

Chen Mimi said: "But these three people's internal strength is unfathomable. Their original martial arts must be quite good. Why do they have to go far and go to learn iron palms secretly?"

Wang Donglai said unbelievably: "There are three foreign experts lurking near my Iron Palm Gang for many years, but I know nothing about it?" He shouted sternly, "Who are you?"

Mr. Zhang whispered loudly: "We are definitely not bad people. You didn't see us because you guys from the Iron Palm Gang are you satisfied? Are you satisfied if you don't come up to help us three of you, it will be glorious!"

Wang Donglai's expression flashed and waved, "No matter what conspiracy they have, I will talk about it after this. Even if these three guys are thieves, we can't watch them burn to death while they help us put out the fire."

Mr. Li shouted: "Brother Wang is sensible, but we are not thieves."

Wang Jinghu, Chen Mimi and Hu Tailai were excited and immediately joined the battle. Although the three old men Zhang Wang and Li used half-baked iron palms, their skills were very strong, which led to most of Wang Xiaojun's attacks. The other three kept harassing and shared a lot of pressure for the three old men. The six masters fought hard and maintained a barely unbeaten situation. Tang Sisi walked out of the inner courtyard and was surprised and said, "You guys can actually know martial arts?"

Uncle Zhang shouted and gasped: "This is not the point, the point is that we are almost beaten to death!"

Hu Tailai hurriedly said, "Xiaojun is obsessed with it. Sisi stands there and stops moving, just like grandpa that time!"

Tang Sisi instantly understood and put her body on the screen, thinking that she was a painting.

Wang Xiaojun seemed stunned when he heard someone talking outside, and his movements were half a beat slower. Uncle Zhang risked his life to climb onto one of Wang Xiaojun's palms with hissing: "Let's work together to lock him!"

Li and Wang were in tune with him. One of them instantly climbed up to Wang Xiaojun's other arm, and sat on the spot, holding Wang Xiaojun's legs desperately. Wang Xiaojun was furious, regardless of the old man lying on each of his arms, and waved in the air. Seeing that the two old men were about to be thrown away, Chen Mimi and Hu Tailai quickly filled up each other, and Wang Jinghu simply jumped on Wang Xiaojun's back. The six of them clinged to one person together. Wang Xiaojun didn't fall down yet. Wang Donglai gritted his teeth and rushed forward, waved and said, "Si Si, don't stand there, go!" Tang Si Si folded it without saying a word.

Wang Xiaojun felt a little breathing from these two people, so he struggled even more violently. All the people on the periphery were thrown around by him. The scene was like a man wearing a coat made of sable tails dancing in the wind. As long as one person couldn't grasp the coat tightly, it would be possible that the coat would be disbanded immediately.

At this moment, three girls walked into the door. They were stunned when they saw the scene in the yard. Lan Mao smiled and said, "How old are you still playing with a stacked arhats?"

Seeing Hu Tailai's face fluttering, Chen Jing couldn't even say a complete sentence, and said loudly: "It's not fun, go and help!" She and Sister Pili held hands and tied the circle tightly from outside. Only then did Lanmao realize the seriousness and hurriedly squeezed up.
Chapter completed!