The killing system in my brain

Chapter 218
Luo Sanchui stared, "She is a woman who knows what drunken fist is, and she has never done it before. This kind of drunken fist must be drunk just right, and she is so drunk that she can't even use her energy. Then How to fight, it is necessary to keep a clear mind and stimulate the body due to the effect of alcohol, both strength and fighting ability will be improved, this is the original intention of Drunken Fist."

Seeing that Luo Sanchui said clearly and logically, Cui Jian smiled and said, "Then what do you think now?"

Luo San clapped his hands, "Drink just right, have you experienced it?"

Cui Jian's heart moved, he nodded and agreed, "Okay, I also want to see how powerful this drunken fist is."

The two of them did what they said, and when they got up, Cui Jian paid the bill, and then he and Luo Sanchui went straight out of the hotel, and randomly found an unoccupied grassland nearby. Although there are many people at this time, it is still possible to find a relatively secluded open space.

After the two stood still, Cui Jian looked at the time. There was still half an hour, which was enough. He clasped his fists together and said, "Come on!"

"it is good!"

Luo Sanchui yelled loudly, and brought out a gesture of urging a drink to change a glass. His footsteps seemed steady, unstable, half-tilted, half-tilted, like a drunk.

Cui Jian saw it, but raised his brows. Although Luo Sanchui seemed drunk, his eyes were extremely clear.

The shape is not drunk.

Cui Jian suddenly realized that although this guy seemed to be staggering, he could change freely when his center of gravity was lost, and he was like a tumbler.

Can't help admiring.

"Okay, come here!"

Luo Sanhammer hooked his hands, "Come here."

"come here."

"come here!"

Cui Jian grinned, this is not over yet.

Shaking his head, Cui Jian rushed forward with a stride, and punched out with a simple backhand.

Luo Sanchui was delighted to see Lie Xin, and stepped forward, like pushing wine with his hand, he stepped straight into Cui Jian's foot.

Seeing the menacing and heroic approach of the opponent, Cui Jian's face remained the same, but the moves in his hands changed, his fingers became claws, he grabbed the wrist, and kicked out with one leg at the same time.

The two fought and walked, and the grass they passed along the way was trampled to a mess.

Cui Jian's face was tense, this Luo San Hammer did have two blows, the strength surged in his hands, and the strokes flowed smoothly, obviously he was extremely proficient in Drunken Fist's kung fu.

Every move is quite powerful, even Cui Jian can't bear it now, if he didn't have the iron cloth shirt, it would be a bit strenuous, this drunk Luo Sanhammer is really powerful.

Sure enough, Huaxia is full of capable people and strange men!

Cui Jian sighed secretly, and then his mind was concentrated, his moves were like the wind, streamlined and neat, the core of his mixed martial arts is how to do it smoothly, how to deal with each move, and adapt to the situation.

Especially when Luo San hammer hit the end, he leaned his body, stepped back, and punched Cui Jian from top to bottom with the sound of wind.

Seeing this mighty punch, Cui Jian raised his hands, without any fancy collision, but was actually knocked back a few steps by this punch.

Seeing Luo Sanchui posing as if holding a wine jar in his hands, Cui Jian praised, "What is this move?"

Luo Sanchui snorted triumphantly, "Lu Dongbin, you are extremely powerful when you're drunk!"

"it is good!"

Cui Jian twisted his footsteps, made a move with both hands, and raised his fist. The strikes were like a violent storm, one wave after another. He didn't realize that Cui Jian would suddenly speed up the frequency of his moves, and was caught off guard by Cui Jian's kick and fell to the ground. The ground, like a turtle lying on its back on the ground.

Seeing the comical appearance of his feet bent like a rabbit riding an eagle, Cui Jian couldn't help but laugh, "What's your name for this move?"

Luo Sanchui was taken aback for a moment, and then said seriously, "My name is Han Zhongli Baotan!"

After all, Luo Sanchui didn't even get up, he just kicked his feet, and shot towards Cui Jian obliquely along the way. It was a combination of fists and feet, and the movements of hands and feet were changed smoothly, directly from the bottom to the top, from the trouser legs to the head.

The body followed the strength and straightened up.

The crackling sound and the whirring of sleeves could be heard for a while.

Cui Jian found that Luo Sanhammer Kungfu was really powerful. He didn't know if he hadn't mastered Drunken Fist, but the changes in the moves, one move after another, one move after another, the connection was smooth, without hindrance, and it had a natural charm.

After a fast strike, the two clashed heavily, watching Luo San hit the barb on his left foot, and clenched his fists to one side, like blowing a flute.

"What is this move?"

"Hey, Han Xiangzi, grab your arms and hold your chest and play the flute drunk! Tick tock ~ tick tock tick tock ~"

Cui Jian was dumbfounded, this is still exciting.

Just when the two of them were about to practice again, a pleasant voice came over.

"enough!"

As soon as the sound came out, Luo Sanchui seemed to have met his nemesis, his legs went limp, and he could no longer pose. When he looked at the sound, a mournful smile appeared on his face, "Old wife, how did you find this place?"

Cui Jian turned his head and saw a 25-year-old woman dressed in jeans and a white sweater, staring at Luo Sanchui with a serious face. Although her face was serious, there was no meanness between her brows. The feeling of Xiuwaihuizhong.

This doesn't look like a tigress, it's completely a gentle and virtuous wife and mother.

Since he and Luo Sanchui grew up wearing crotch pants, it goes without saying that they must also be martial arts practitioners.

Cui Jian clasped his fists together and said with a smile: "It turns out that the beautiful sister-in-law San Luo has been talking about all the time really exists. I always took it as a joke. I didn't expect that being famous is not as good as meeting each other. It really is so."

Being flattered so blatantly, the woman's Xinyue eyebrows were slightly raised, and her serious expression eased. She glanced at the smiling Cui Jian, after a while, she looked at Cui Jian's flirtatious Wearing a suit, he frowned and said, "San Hammer, is this your client?"

Luo Sanchui winked at Cui Jian for a while, and when the woman looked over, he hurriedly answered seriously, "Yeah, I didn't expect this client to be a martial artist. Seeing Lie Xin's joy, I couldn't help itching and practiced a match." Fan, my wife, it’s not my fault, it’s because he insisted on dragging me to practice, I really had no other way to do it.”

"To shut up!"

The woman replied indifferently, Luo Sanchui fell silent for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on her face.

Cui Jian next to him couldn't help but laugh. Although this woman looks kind, she has a unique way of training her husband. She can only be said to be the only one who is afraid of his wife.

However, Cui Jian reckoned that the kung fu of women should be higher than that of Luo Sanhammer, so that he could train Luo Sanhammer honestly.

Facing the woman's gaze, Cui Jian gave an embarrassed laugh, and cupped his hands, "I haven't asked my sister-in-law's name yet."

(End of this chapter)