The Personal Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

"who are you?"

"There seems to be no one like you among Zheng Gan's bodyguards!"

The one-eyed man's complexion changed slightly, and he looked at Yang Feng sharply.

It was Yang Feng's calmness that made him feel a sense of danger!

"Hmph, you deserve to know who I am?"

Yang Feng looked contemptuously at the group of one-eyed men.

"How brave!"

"Since you don't report to your family, no matter which family you are, you can only blame yourself for being cut off today. The brothers did him!"

"Let's hack him to death together!"

"Whoa~!"

The one-eyed man's face was fierce, and he swung his knife again, and a group of fierce men rushed forward again.

"Shh~!"

A burly man who rushed to the front slashed down with his saber, with such ferocity as to split Yang Feng's head.

But Yang Feng turned sideways slightly, his body snaked like a snake, and the big man cut through the air with a single blow.

"Crack~!"

But when Yang Feng hit his right shoulder, the big man flew out like a shell, and there was a sound of joints breaking.

"Ahh~!"

The broken arm bone made the big man howl like a pig.

"Puff Puff!"

I saw Yang Feng's legs flickering again and again, six or seven murderers who came up with machetes shot out one by one, and fell to the ground.

The machetes were scattered all over the place.

Not a first-level opponent at all!
"Did me?"

Yang Feng sneered, this group of gangsters looked vicious, but they didn't have the slightest tricks, let alone form a combined attack, a group of people didn't even have a strong practitioner.

It's all about ruthlessness!

The real rabble!
Yang Feng couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

Forget that this is not a battlefield, not a state where mercenaries, bases, and killers gallop.

It is the most strictly controlled, the most hermit masters, and the most mysterious Oriental Datang!
"Who, who are you!"

The one-eyed man showed his fierce face, but at this moment, he already knew that he had met a martial arts master!
I hated Qian Ziang even more in my heart!
Yang Feng's composure is comparable to that of the Four King Kong in the gang, more than 20 of them are dishes!

"Humph!"

Yang Feng snorted coldly.

"Shh~!"

With a flash of his body, he was in front of the one-eyed man at a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

"Pong!"

Before the one-eyed man could react, he was bumped into the air by a straight knee.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Bang~!"

In the end, the dead dog generally fell to the ground.

"run!"

And the few people who hadn't made a move immediately turned around and ran away.

Yang Feng's scurrying just now covered a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, like a ghost, which immediately frightened the group of people.

"Whoa~!"

All of a sudden, everyone who could move ran away, and they didn't let go of harsh words.

Even the big man whose arm was broken by Yang Feng's impact limped away in pain.

Yang Feng was expressionless, looking at the one-eyed man who was prostrate on the ground.

"It's just that the internal organs are ruptured and you can't die. If you save it in time, you will be a sick child for the rest of your life at most."

Yang Feng looked at the one-eyed man who raised his head slightly but showed a sinister look.

"It's like I'm the bad guy. Tell me, who sent you here?"

Yang Feng was a little bored, this group of people were not interested in the forces of new human genes.

Those who dare to focus on the genes of new humans are definitely not ordinary forces, and they will not send a group of punks to do things.

"Boy, let me admit it, let me have a good time."

The one-eyed man's face was cold and bloody!
"Oh, I have a bit of backbone, and I have killed people before, so I am considered a man."

Yang Feng nodded, there is no doubt that underground forces are behind this person.

"Happy to you? I have a hundred ways to make you say it."

"Shh!"

Yang Feng didn't see any movement, and when he reached out with his right hand, he directly pulled off the fingernail of the one-eyed man's right hand.

"Ah~!"

The pain of being pulled out of a nail is ten times more painful than being cut with a knife.

"I won't say it!"

The one-eyed man gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious!
But Yang Feng smiled, "The index finger nail was pulled out just now, the ring finger hurts the most when pulling out the nail."

"Shh~!"

Yang Feng's hand probed again, bringing out a bloody light.

"Ah~!"

The one-eyed man wailed again, bleeding profusely from his ring finger.

"Wow~!"

As if the injury in his body was involved, the one-eyed man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath immediately sank.

"The ring finger is the most painful among the five fingers, but if all five nails of one hand are pulled out, the pain is 27 times that of the ring finger. People who are not strong-willed will bite their tongue in pain and commit suicide."

"But I'm sorry to tell you that biting off your tongue won't actually kill you."

As soon as Yang Feng smiled, he was about to strike again.

"I said, I said, I said, bastard!"

The one-eyed man looked terrified, his voice was miserable, his whole body was trembling, and blood kept spitting out from his mouth.

"Hey~!"

But at this moment, an off-road motorcycle roared like a ghost.

The speed is fast and fast!

When the brakes were close to ten meters away, the car suddenly swayed, and the whole car was cut close to the ground.

"Ok?"

Yang Feng's eyes froze.

"Wow~!"

With a flick of his body, he jumped onto the forklift that was overturned ten meters high behind him, pulled down the door and shot out in bursts.

"Om~!"

The door of the car swept out like a big knife, piercing the air with a sharp roar!
"Chi la~!"

The rider wearing the helmet didn't seem to expect Shan Yangfeng to be so powerful, so he slapped the ground with one hand in vain.

"Peng~!"

He jumped out of the car in an instant, and even used his strength to prop up the cross-country motorcycle and flew out.

"Boom~!"

The motorcycle collided with the door like a knife wheel thrown by Yang Feng, and exploded in the air.

"Hey~!"

But the rider with the helmet raised his foot, and was about to kick the head of the one-eyed man with a frightened face on the ground!

"what!"

Yang Feng opened his eyes and fled.

"Shh~!"

He arrived in front of the helmeted man in an instant, but found that the helmeted man's legs were very long.
If the height is 1.8 meters, then the rider's legs are 1.2 meters three!
"Through the heart!"

"Whoa~!"

The moment Yang Feng approached, the helmeted man suddenly pierced out with his foot, like a spear like a halberd, piercing Yang Feng's heart.

"Humph!"

Yang Feng's punch was like a cone, and his energy exploded.

"Peng~!"

The man in the helmet was immediately blown away.

"Ah~!"

There was even a cold snort of pain, as if one leg had been injured.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

But he turned around and jumped, and fled into the night in an instant.

"Mandarin duck legs?"

Yang Feng's eyes turned cold, and the man in the helmet cut out his legs in an instant, even though he was blown away by his punch, and even injured his leg bones.

But the one-eyed man on the ground was also kicked and broke his cervical spine.

Yang Feng wanted to chase, but he couldn't help looking in the direction Zheng Xiaoqiao left.

The appearance of this helmeted man was beyond Yang Feng's expectation.

There is actually a queen recruited out to silence him!
This is no ordinary gangster, but a well-organized, disciplined and expert black country!

Immediately, Yang Feng put away his contempt, and quickly took out his mobile phone to call his secretary Mengyan.

"Yang Feng, are you okay!"

But it was Zheng Qian who spoke, and his voice was full of concern.

"I'm fine, Uncle Zheng, are you fine?"

Hearing Zheng Qian's voice, Yang Feng already knew that the other party probably had no backs, but he also kept in mind that he should not underestimate any opponent.

"It's okay, we've all arrived at the villa, and Billy is next to me." Zheng Qian seemed relieved.

"That's fine, then I won't go there, let someone deal with the matter here, and I'll go back to the hotel first."

Yang Feng's voice was still light, as if what happened today was so ordinary that it was insignificant.

Dead people are a big deal, but if Zheng Gan can't settle this matter, New Oriental won't be able to be established.

"Wow!"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Feng quickly left and returned to the hotel.

In Tang country, he didn't want to be troubled.

But Yang Feng who returned to the hotel didn't sleep either, but sat cross-legged on the bed after taking a bath, recuperating his breath and accumulating energy and spirit.

In the end, he got up and performed a set of punches, and sat cross-legged again.

For those who practice martial arts, the initial basic skill is to stretch the tendons and pull out the bones, open the bones and joints of the whole body, so that the body can make the body strong and vigorous.

Condensate the muscles and bones.

Only when the qi and blood are strong enough, can the qi and blood be used to cleanse the muscles and bones of the whole body, especially the spine!

This is the beginning of a qualitative change in martial arts. Once the spine is condensed into a 'bow', it can be called a real warrior! .

It is rumored that Kung Fu superstar Bruce Lee was in the late stage of stretching his muscles and bones, and even had a half-step body like a bow, but it is a pity that he died young.

Otherwise, you can step into the body like a bow, and even stronger!
Only a character with a body like a bow can be called a master.

Of course, the body like a bow can also be divided into early, middle and late stages!
In the early days, the spine can only move slightly!

In the middle stage, the whole spine can move!It even collapsed!
In the later stage, at the moment of exerting energy, the cervical spine is like a bow, wriggling like a dragon, collapsing and brittle!

Use your whole body to break through a thousand catties.

The man in the helmet just now is a master of the late stage with a body like a bow, and all his kung fu is on his legs!
After the body is like a bow, the muscles and bones are singing together!
That is the real martial arts master!

Most of the shows on TV are performance-style martial arts. Some black belt coaches who open martial arts gyms, taekwondo, and karate, and few of them are trainers at the stage of stretching their muscles and bones.

Again, real martial arts is not performance, and performance cannot be performed.

Just like a tiger, it behaves like a disease, you can't tell how fierce it is, only at the moment of fighting, can you feel how fierce the slap of the palm is!

Of course, martial arts requires moves and routines, otherwise there is no way to practice it, and it is impossible to express it outside!

But martial arts is not just a series of movement routines.

It is difficult to express real martial arts in words. Only by constantly pondering and enlightening yourself can you know what martial arts is.

The same punch, one kick, one move, one style, ten years of hard training and someone who just started practicing at the same time, there is a world of difference.

To put it simply, practice in an orderly manner, change without order, and don't be bound by moves and routines.

Once a trick is thoroughly understood, there will be ever-changing changes.

In Zen Buddhism, this is called not showing appearance on the outside, and not showing appearance on the outside, so that you will not be bound by moves and routines.

Martial arts are extremely profound and mysterious, and the higher one's cultivation, the more awe-inspiring the world.

Only those who don't know are fearless!