Security guard of the female president's son-in-law

Seeing this, Zhou Cheng rushed up immediately, punched Ma Sanye back, and then rescued Zhang Ergou.

Ma Sanye grabbed a stick and threw it over, and said with a smile: "Zhou Cheng with a single-headed stick, you dare to challenge me with your little Hong fist!"

Zhou Cheng grabbed the stick and looked at Zhang Ergou who had broken his hands and feet. He was very angry. The two had been together for several months and their relationship was very good.

Holding the stick with both hands, he said in a cold voice, "I have heard for a long time that Master Ma is a master of Hongquan, please enlighten me."

After finishing speaking, he trotted a few steps and rushed up, and hit Mr. Ma with a stick, and after being dodged, he stabbed forward.

Ma Sanye kicked it away, and then punched him. Zhou Cheng blocked him with a stick. The stick was broken by a punch, and his fist was directly hit on the chest.

Zhou Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood, but it wasn't over yet. Mr. Ma stepped on his knee and broke his foot, and then punched him again, knocking him down to the ground.

Looking at the two lying down, he was about to step forward and kill them.

Wu Shan shouted anxiously from behind: "Third Master, they are already abolished, there is no need for it, why not throw it back and teach Meng Dong a lesson."

Ma Sanye looked back, then waved his hand and said, "Throw these two trash at Meng Dong's door."

In the backyard, Meng Dong punched a tree in the yard, the tree was directly broken, and then crushed to Li Fengya's villa.

It's a good thing it's not her own villa, otherwise Ma Yulan would be nagging her to death because of the renovation fee, and she would have to go to the property and ask someone to fix it.

Meng Dong looked at his fist, the inner strength was released outward, this is the condensed energy.

As soon as they arrived at the security room, they saw the two being thrown out of the car. A group of security guards surrounded them, and Meng Dong squeezed in.

Looking at the pale and dying two people, he immediately asked, "What's going on?"

Zhang Ergou gritted his teeth and said, "Master Meng, be careful of Third Master Ma in the north of the city, he is already in the Qi Condensation Realm."

Third Master Ma in the north of the city?I've never heard of it, but now is not the time to worry about it. After checking the injury, I shouted: "Drive, take it to the hospital!"

In the ward, after reading it, Zhong Sijing shook his head and said: "The bones are all broken, it can be cured by treatment, but I can't do heavy work in the future."

Being unable to do heavy work meant that they could no longer practice martial arts. When the two of them heard the news, their hearts sank to the bottom of the sea.

Meng Dong dragged Zhong Sijing outside, lit a cigarette and said, "Old Zhong, is there no other way?"

Zhong Sijing thought for a while and said: "No, it seems that there is a kind of ointment recorded in the "Blue Bag Sutra" you sent over, I will go back and look for it."

Meng Dong patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly: "Old Zhong, I'm sorry to trouble you. The two people were injured because of me. If it's not in the "Qing Nang Jing", think about whether there are any other lost books. Maybe there is, and then I'll look for it too."

As soon as Zhong Sijing was sent away, Wu Neng, Wang Hu and others ran out and shouted: "Master Meng, this matter can't be left alone! Let's go get them."

Meng Dong snuffed out the cigarette with his hands, and said with a gloomy face, "Let's go!"

When the two people in the ward heard this, Zhang Ergou shouted anxiously: "Master Meng! Master Meng!"

Meng Dong stopped and walked in, his other uninjured hand held Meng Dong's fist, and said anxiously: "Master Meng, you can't go, Mr. Ma has already trained to Qi Condensation, we are not opponents. "

Zhou Cheng also said with a serious face: "Master Meng, let's bear with it first. This is a conspiracy of the Zheng family. When you pass, there must be more powerful methods."

Meng Dong looked at the two of them, and said with a wry smile: "The person who beat me can't live so easily, you don't have to worry, I have also reached the Qi Condensation Realm."

After comforting for a long time, he left the ward.

When I came to Ma Sanye's courtyard, the sky had already turned yellow.

Wu Neng and Wang Hu kicked the door open, and a group of people rushed in quickly.

And Mr. Ma's courtyard was already full of people waiting, so they were really prepared.

Meng Dong was the last one to go in, glanced at the person above, and shouted, "Who is Mr. Ma?"

The one-eyed man came out and said, "Meng Dong, you are really as arrogant as the legend says!"

Meng Dong grinned lightly, did not answer, and asked again: "Wu Shan, who is Liang Guang?"

Wu Shan cupped his hands to signal, while Liang Guang leaned on a knife, pointed his thumb at himself, and said proudly: "I am Liang Guang, why do you want to be the first to seek revenge on me?"

Seeing how many of them there are, Meng Dong must suffer in a group fight, and his brother, even if he wins the fight, will be hurt even if he gets hurt.

He took a step forward and said, "If you think so, I'm willing to give it a try."

Liang Guang glanced at Meng Dong, and his main attention was on his left wrist. Now most people in Linchuan know that he has a sword on his wrist, and it was by this that he assassinated Weng Zixuan.

But looking at the big knife in his hand, how many blows can that kind of soft sword withstand?
Besides, there is Mr. Ma around, so his life will not be in danger.

"Give your grandfather a knife!"

With a loud shout, he stepped on the stone slab, dragged his knife and rushed up.

In Meng Dong's eyes, these movements were extremely slow. Just as Liang Guang raised his knife to slash, Meng Dong stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and put it on his neck.

Liang Guang, who was retreating again and again, held his neck and couldn't breathe, and fell to the ground not long after.

Meng Dong smiled and said, "Hong Quan's twelve-fingered bridge hand is straight bridge, how does Mr. Ma feel?"

Ma Sanye's expression froze, he was evaluating Meng Dong's abilities.

And Wu Shan was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat. He was basically sure that Yan Zhi, the master of the dark hall, must have something to do with Meng Dong, otherwise there would be so many coincidences.

Rouge passed down the essence, he and Ma Sanye learned several times faster than before, and Meng Dong's people are so fast in a short time, there is no problem.

But Ma Sanye didn't expect this level, and said with a sneer: "I'll let you see what is the authentic Hongquan."

He came to Meng Dong in a few steps and punched him, but Meng Dong remained motionless. He raised one hand and punched his chest, which was opened by him.

He stepped forward a few steps, punched several times in a row, and was defeated steadily. The last one turned sideways, punched the chest with two punches, and flew out directly.

Ma Sanye supported a weapon rack behind him with one foot, and felt a colic in his internal organs.

Looking back, he pulled out a three-pronged harpoon and waved it in his hand, his eyes were full of killing intent.

It is rumored that Meng Dong's apprenticeship is grappling and Tan legs. He doesn't believe that he lost to a layman in the boxing that he is good at.

Looking at the fork, Meng Dong smiled and said, "Hong Quan Tiger Tail Fork, Mr. Ma, it would be a pity if you don't become a fisherman."

"You choose one, don't blame me for bullying you!"

Ma Sanye picked up the weapon rack with a fork, and the whole weapon rack flew towards Meng Dong.

Meng Dong looked at these weapons, but he didn't catch any of them. He put on a fist posture, and said with a sneer, "It's a joke, do you still use weapons against you? I'll teach you how to target the Central Plains."