Talented Genius

"Swish—"

Emperor Ma Qing, who ran for five or six meters, spun around and kicked the werewolf like a cannonball.

The self-righteous werewolf still sneered with disdain, didn't evade, only raised one hand to cover his chest.

"Peng!"

Such as defeating leather.

He wanted to grab Ma Qingdi's foot with his hands, and then smash Ma Qingdi into a slack werewolf, his face changed greatly.

Although his thick palm grabbed Ma Qingdi's foot, he seriously underestimated the power of Ma Qingdi's move.

Supported for less than a tenth of a second, against the palm of Emperor Ma Qing's swift kick, he pressed against his chest.

"Ok--"

The fierce werewolf snorted and couldn't help but regressed, shocked and angry, a little surprised by the dominance of this noble man.

"kill--"

The werewolf who had eaten Xiaokui roared on his back, and after blocking Ma Qingdi's three leg attacks, he jumped up and slapped Ma Qingdi from top to bottom with a palm.

Ma Qingdi shifted ghostly, avoiding the fatal blow, a black Mercedes was hit by the seedlings, and the window of the car was snapped to pieces by the werewolf.

The glass splashed and the dust filled.

"what--"

Missing a hit, the werewolf became more irritable, squatted slightly on his knees, and leaned forward. The whole figure resembled a cannonball and pounced on Emperor Ma Qing again.

Emperor Ma Qing's pupils dilated instantly, and at that instant, he felt that the wolf's vitality had all changed.

At a distance of seven or eight meters, the werewolf was killed in a blink of an eye, without any magnificent moves, a simple straight punch, blasted at the front door of Emperor Ma Qing.

Retire!

This was the first reaction Ye Tianlong saw. The werewolf's speed was completely beyond his expectation. Even when he faced it, he had to avoid his sharpness.

call out!

As Ye Tianlong expected, Emperor Ma Qing's body weight quickly leaned back, his feet slammed on the ground, making a crackling sound, and then his whole body retreated.

Just after leaving, a heavy fist hit the place where Emperor Ma Qing was standing, and a car's right-view mirror was directly interrupted by it and flew out more than 20 meters.

If it takes a moment longer, Ma Qingdi's head will be hit 100%.

Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes slightly: "This werewolf... is so fast, it is almost beyond the limit of human beings."

"Boom boom!"

When he missed again, the werewolf became crazy, and attacked like a tide.

There was not the slightest wave on Ma Qingdi's face, and his body was like a willow branch, constantly swaying with the bombardment of his fists, easily avoiding all attacks.

Ye Tianlong was shocked, and this Ma Qingdi was strong enough.

From the beginning to the end, Ma Qingdi's feet didn't move much, and only by twisting and blocking the attack, he avoided the werewolf's continuous attacks.

Fist hit, missed, foot swept, blocked.

The attacks of the werewolves were like raging tides, and the force of their shots was getting stronger and stronger, but Ma Qingdi has been steadfast, and just happened to be able to dodge the attack every time.

No matter how hard he tried his best, Ma Qingdi just couldn't fall back. He was very relaxed and calmly draining the werewolf's energy and physical strength.

After more than a dozen rounds, the werewolf's forehead permeated with sweat, and his confidence gradually disappeared for many years.

"It's me!"

When a drop of sweat slipped down the werewolf's eyes, a soft drink rolled on Ma Qingdi's throat, and when his feet stepped on the ground, the soil and stones shattered.

The fist was tense, like a tiger descending a mountain.

His tall and slender body burst out with an astonishing force.

The cough was still ringing in his ears, but Ma Qingdi was already in front of the werewolf.

Emperor Ma Qing made an all-out effort.

He has only half the weight of a werewolf, and it seems that a gust of wind can blow it down, but when he shoots with all his strength, the werewolf finds it difficult to catch it.

Emperor Ma Qing made an understatement, but his moves were extremely fast. Every time he took the opponent's life gate, his opponent couldn't stop him.

Emperor Ma Qing made three moves. The werewolf had taken seven steps back, but after seven steps, he still couldn't hide from Emperor Ma Qing's hand.

A touch of dignity appeared on the werewolf's face, and at the same time he became wary, his arms crossed, he stopped in front of him, and abruptly took the palm of the opponent.

"boom!"

The palm slapped his arm and made a sound. The werewolf stepped back three meters, his arm felt more pain, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Come again."

Emperor Ma Qing didn't stop there, his palm turned into an iron fist, containing the power of overwhelming power, and attacked the werewolf's heart.

"kill!"

The attack rushed.

"boom!"

The werewolf with diminished pupils did not retreat and moved forward, and hit the opponent with a fist.

The two fists collided in the air, making a dull sound, and the werewolf stepped back.

"call--"

At this moment, Ye Tianlong saw that Emperor Ma Qing's momentum remained undiminished, and he was close to the werewolf again, speeding up even more rapidly and fiercely.

Pointing!

Ring hands!

Fuss!

Arms!

Tie hands!

Bar hand!

Farmer!

Spread your hands!

After avoiding the werewolf's two fists, Emperor Ma Qing struck down against the werewolf, and Wing Chun continued to use eight hands from his slender hands.

The werewolf couldn't stand it, and went backwards.

"boom……"

Just when the werewolf's body touched the Mercedes Benz, Ma Qingdi's eyes suddenly became cold, and he immediately deceived him, and his body showed a few afterimages in the original.

The speed is not what ordinary people can imagine.

Before the werewolf had time to resist, Ma Qingdi's palms were pressed on the opponent's body, and a torrent of brute force burst out.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the werewolf suddenly spurted blood and fell into the car and knocked out of the other door.

Before the werewolf stood upright, Ma Qingdi slid over the roof of the car again, and his feet pointed out, right in the middle of the werewolf's thick chest.

"Crack!"

With a broken rib, the werewolf fell another seven or eight meters, spurting blood from his mouth and nose, and no longer able to fight.

He was supported by two companions, very unwilling, very angry, but helpless.

A cold wind slowly blew through the open space, stopping everyone's movements and making Ye Tianlong almost clapping his hands and cheering

Emperor Ma Qing looked harmless to humans and animals, and he defended more and less attacked, but when he found a chance to take action, he was ruthlessly hit hard.

"Can defeat my most powerful werewolf..."

When Ma Qingdi slowly lowered his hands, the babysitter car opened the door with a clatter again, and the hoarse voice coldly stimulated everyone's eardrums:

"Ma Shao deserves to be the No. 1 noble son in Taicheng."

Voldemort came out with a cigar in his mouth, his face as pale as a dead man was very gloomy:

"It's a pity, the blood debt is to be repaid after all..."

Emperor Ma Qing condensed his gaze and looked at Voldemort, and smiled faintly: "Taxiong, the first warlord Voldemort?"

Voldemort's expressionless face: "It is an honor for Voldemort to be on the list of young horsemen."

"In Taicheng, smuggling more than 100 million arms, killing six police officers on the street, and bloodbathing the Wuhumen Main Hall, you are not only on my list."

Emperor Ma Qing was very calm: "You are already a public enemy of Taicheng."

"Public enemy?"

The corner of Voldemort's mouth evoked a joke: "This is just your family's opinion. If the African Thirteen League is incapable of exposing us, how can I be a public enemy?"

"Even in the current situation, I am not a public enemy of Taicheng. It's just a disaster for you."

"We can smuggle so many weapons in Taicheng, almost armed the entire Taicheng rich second generation, do you think this is really Voldemort's ability?"

"No one opens one eye and closes the other, no one takes filial piety to protect us, can our arms business in Taicheng be so good?"

"This time, we just had bad luck."

"It's you Ma Shao, the noble son of Taicheng, a junior in the army, and ignorance of current affairs. Not only did you cut off our channels, but also cut off the wealth of others."

Voldemort pointed to Ma Qingdi like an elder: "Did you know that in Taicheng, someone wants you to die more than we do?"

Ma Qingdi's eyelids twitched, and then smiled faintly: "It sounds like there is a story behind it."

"Of course there are stories, but you can't hear them."

Voldemort smiled strangely: "Because you are going to die soon."

"I'm not afraid to say another word. Our coming to Taicheng is not to rebuild the channel. Our most important task is to... kill you."

"kill me?"

Emperor Ma Qing was still calm: "If you want to kill me, do you still attack the police in such a high profile, and still bloodbath the Five Lakes Main Hall?"

"To kill the police, one is to retaliate that the police swept through several of our channels and uttered malice."

Voldemort did not conceal his crime: "The second is to remind some people not to be a slapstick, let alone turn their faces."

"Bloodbath the Five Lakes..."

Voldemort's expression suddenly turned hideous: "I was **** framed by someone."

"flutter!"

Ye Tianlong couldn't hold back for a while, laughed out loud, Voldemort and Ma Qingdi looked at at the same time, Ye Tianlong was busy covering his mouth.

The atmosphere is awkward.