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Mao Shiqiang randomly picked the biggest fat man and said, "We must win. Beat the shit out of them."

Ahu stood up and confronted loudly: "Come on, I'll kill you!"

Feilong thought carefully about the advantages and disadvantages of the two for a while.

Ahu is extremely powerful and agile. As long as he always guards the opponent's punches and then takes the opportunity to counterattack, he will definitely defeat the opponent.

"Ahu, look for the right moment and hit the opponent on the head. Don't miss any opportunity."

Everyone sweated for A Hu. The weight difference between the two was twice that of A Hu. If they had a head-on confrontation, A Hu would definitely suffer.

Mao Shiqiang pointed to the empty field outside the door and said: "Easy, let's compete here, fat man! Don't be merciful."

Ahu rubbed his fists and stared straight at the huge fat man, always alert.

The distance between the two sides was less than two meters. The fat man looked down at his opponent confidently and shook his fat arms.

"Lese, I'll kill you with one punch!"

Ahu's nerves were tense and he took the lead in attacking.

He swept his legs and kicked the fat man's knees directly.

As soon as the mountain-shaped fat man raised his hand, his body immediately froze, like a sculpture, and his expression was extremely painful.

"What are you doing, fight back!"

Cat Shit cursed fiercely.

"No, stop it!"

The fat man fell straight down and couldn't move his legs.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Everyone was shocked to the extreme. This was one of Mao Shiqiang's thugs with the highest defense.

Unexpectedly, only half a second passed before the game was over, and the fat man didn't even have time to make a move.

"Quick, take me to the hospital quickly."

The fat man screamed for help.

When the other companions saw it, they immediately took a few steps back in fright. They secretly rejoiced that it was not them just now.

Mao Shiqiang looked at his vulnerable subordinates in surprise, thinking that he was completely embarrassed.

"Mao Shiqiang, you just said that if you are beaten and disabled, you are not allowed to cause trouble for the other party!"

Feilong lit a cigarette and said casually.

Cat shit is so angry that there is no place to spread it. This not only embarrasses himself, but also loses Mr. Can's trust in him.

No, we must not lose this fierce battle today.

"Feilong, there are two more games, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

"If you dare to send someone out, I will take over!"

Mao Shi took off his coat and threw it on the ground, then pulled out a dagger from his waist. The sharp blade was very dazzling.

"I will personally fight this time, and you guys will take this trash to the hospital."

Tony took a look and saw that this bastard was so shameless that he actually used a hidden weapon. It seemed like he was going to be serious this time.

"Cat shit is strong. The point of martial arts competition is to convince people with virtue. Is it interesting for you to do such a little trick?"

[Yes, prove yourself with your strength. Cat shit is strong. Even if you win with a knife, outsiders will say that you are invincible. 】

[Fighting with one's life, are you trying to intimidate Feilong? 】

[Mao Shiqiang, is it interesting to use such despicable methods? 】

......

Everyone accused one after another.

"Feilong, your people can also choose a weapon!"

Cat Shit affirmed in a strong tone, either you will die or I will die today.

Feilong threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it with his foot, and said: "No, this time I will fight in person, and I will gesture with you with one hand. Let me explain first, if I win this game, you have to kneel down and kowtow to me to admit your mistake." .”

The cat shit is strong and powerful. Is Feilong insulting himself? He is competing with himself with one hand. Is he out of his mind?

"Did I hear you right, Feilong, this is what you said, challenge me with one hand, without using a weapon."

"I keep my word. If you lose, you must keep your promise."

Zeng Deguang was delighted, Fei Long, this turtle bastard, was simply looking for death.

Let you show off, Qiangzi's knife will be disowned by his relatives later.

Mr. Can's eyes lit up. He didn't expect Feilong to fight in person, and to compete with his opponent at a disadvantage.

"There's a good show here!"

Mao Shiqiang calmly walked to the center of the yard, mentally trying to defeat the flying dragon in one move.

To his surprise, his opponent was not alert at all and just smoked and looked at his watch.

"Feilong, why don't you dare to come up to me? You're scared!"

Feilong looked up at the sky with disdain: "That's so long-winded. I'm just standing here. You can fight as you like. I'm in a hurry."

"What are you talking about, Feilong, how dare you underestimate me!"

Mao Shiqiang grasped the short knife tightly and rushed straight towards Feilong.

Dazzled by anger, he only thought about how to take the other person's life.

Everyone stared closely at the knife in Mao Shiqiang's hand. If he stabbed his body, he would die or be disabled.

"Suffer to death!"

Cat Shit jumped up violently, grabbed the dagger with both hands and stabbed Fei Long in the throat.

[Damn, this is going to be a fatal blow! 】

[Young man, be careful! 】

[It’s over, bragging will eventually pay the price. 】

......

The servants felt sorry for Feilong's arrogance.

Just when the blade was less than half a meter away from his neck, Feilong dodged sideways.

Cat Shit, who was flying in the air, pressed his body against Fei Long's left arm.

At the critical moment, Feilong's left arm suddenly exerted force and directly launched the opponent away.

"how can that be!"

Mao Shiqiang's face turned pale, and he hung in the air for several seconds, his legs moving back quickly uncontrollably.

Fortunately, he had good kung fu and his legs barely touched the ground, but his body was still sliding backwards, leaving a clearly visible mark on the ground.

"How about it, can you admit defeat?"

Feilong asked quietly.

Mao Shi stood up with difficulty and said unconvinced: "I don't even know what you are talking about. You should be the one to admit defeat."

At this time, Tony and Ahu shouted: "Brother Long, beat this bastard to death and make him talk tough."

Feilong smiled, stretched out his right hand, and signaled Mao Shiqiang to attack again: "Come on, let me see how awesome you are!"

Mao Shiqiang knew that if he continued to be entangled like this, he would definitely suffer.

Damn it, if that doesn't work, just shoot this bastard to death.

He quietly stretched his left hand to his waist, and then pretended to be close to the flying dragon, as if he wanted to hit someone.

Shang Shui had already seen the clues, so he shouted: "Brother Long, be careful with his left hand!"

The proud Mao Shi threw away the dagger, suddenly pulled out a pistol, and pointed it directly between Fei Long's eyebrows.

"Aren't you very tough, Feilong, no matter how hard your head is, it will never be able to withstand the bullet. As long as I pull the trigger, your life will be mine."

"Now I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and kowtow to me immediately to admit your mistake. I can let you go. I'll pretend that what happened today never happened."

The scene suddenly became extremely quiet.

"Shoot, this is not the first time my dragon has encountered this kind of thing."

Mao Shiqiang shuddered, this flying dragon was really willing to risk his life for the sake of dignity.

What are you afraid of? Kill him and Mr. Can will tell the truth. This is what he asked for.

Unable to bear it any longer, Big Yaju rushed over.

"Qiangzi, Feilong is my savior. If you dare to shoot, I will never spare you!"

The next second, several of Brother Ju's men drew their guns and pointed them at Mao Shiqiang.