Genius commoner

Chapter 107

One punch sucks!
The audience was dead silent like a tomb. They stared blankly at Jian Xilai who was half kneeling on the ground. Both sides knew Jian Xilai's position in the Song family, and also knew his terrifying dominance. But now, this once The strong man who killed the vice president of the Philippines was blown away by Mo Qixiong's punch, which really made it difficult for them to accept the fact.

Not to mention Ah Bing and the others, even Shen Wanqian sat up straight, unaware that the cigar he just drank in his mouth fell to the ground, although Jian Xilai didn't expect Mo Qixiong to come out of nowhere, so he was a little caught off guard. But he shouldn't be blown away by Mo Qixiong's move like this. Is Jian Xilai old?Or is Mo Qixiong too tough?
Shen Wanqian thinks the latter is the majority.

"If you want to attack my brother, have you asked me?"

The big boy who used to be so careless and embarrassed to let go of his belly to eat, now looks at Jian Xilai with cold eyes like a god of war. Many people present are dumbfounded, not only because of the speed displayed by Mo Qixiong's punch , strength, and the nonchalant arrogance in the way he looked at Jian Xilai.

That is the demeanor of a king who is the best in the world.

"Boy, are you playing sneak attack?"

The old man in black who was still half kneeling on the ground let out a deep breath, and squeezed out a sentence to weaken Mo Qixiong's previous record: "Don't you think you are shameless?" The violent breath on Jian Xilai's body slowly subsided, but But the eyes exude a fiercer pressure, like a river dam that stores water, waiting for the moment when the gate is opened.

Shen Wanqian let out a burst of green laughter, and did not hide his ridicule towards the old man in black: "Jian Xilai, you are thick-skinned, you will suffer if you suffer, and you will be counted as a figure, why, these things You have eaten too much delicacies in the year, and now you can’t afford to lose? You still sneak attack, and you are the one who actually sneak attack.”

The old man in black made a move without warning, which was indeed a sneak attack.

Mo Qixiong stared at Jian Xilai with piercing eyes: "Sneak attack? You are really tired of work."

"Boy, I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

Jian Xilai's voice exploded from his throat, his eyes widened like drums, and two beams of light shot out, and the next second, he jumped up from the ground like a toad, and the attack rushed towards him. The fierce fist contained overwhelming strength, and it was as powerful as a bamboo. Jian Xizi believed that Mo Qixiong would never be able to resist his punch.

Mo Qixiong shook his shoulders, his feet sank, and the ground directly turned into gravel.

Ah Bing and the others froze their eyes for a moment. This grandma's Tai Chi is superb.

Mo Qixiong's throat swelled again, making the sound of a tiger roaring, and his whole body was like a black bear deep in the mountains, flying towards the opponent, boom!The two fists collided again, and there was a dull sound, accompanied by a gust of airflow. The surrounding dust and a few tables and chairs, as if being swept up by a typhoon, rose with a crash and landed in endless chaos.

"Ok?"

As soon as the fist touched, Jian Xilai murmured inwardly that it was not good.

Because he clearly felt the power from Mo Qixiong's fist, which was not lost to his full blow, even with an explosive force that made him afraid. If his body hadn't been tempered for many years, the whole right half of his body would probably Already useless, even so, the severe pain in the joints also made his facial expression distorted invisible.

But he can't back down, if he backs out, he will lose, and if he loses, he will never have glory and wealth again.

He didn't want to live a wandering life anymore, and he didn't want to give up the glory he got, so he gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his body and joints. He fell down, put his hands on the ground, raised his legs into the air, and clicked repeatedly on Mo Qixiong. Suddenly, shadows of legs appeared in the sky, like hammers, continuously bombarding Mo Qixiong.

No matter what tonight, he will do his best.

Jiang Jingyao and the others suffered a loss in Shitouwu. After the master knew that Shen Wanqian and the others had done it, he asked Jianxi, who happened to come to Huahai to do business, to seek justice. Song Forbidden City's revenge is very simple, and there is no need to have too much trouble with Shen Wanqian and the others. Nonsense, just abolish Ye Zixuan, he does not believe that Shen Wanqian will start a war with him because of Ye Zixuan.

With the strong backing and promise of his master, Jian Xilai was also very high-spirited, thinking that he could show off his demeanor in front of Shen Wanqian and others, let him know that Song Forbidden City is not easy to provoke, and also increase his value in the upper echelon of Jian Xilai, but no Thinking, he was injured by Mo Qixiong before he even touched Ye Zixuan's clothes.

Jian Xilai came here to show off his prestige and win the lottery, and when he was defeated and returned, his fate was clearly visible.

Seeing Jian Xilai give it a go, Shen Wanqian shouted: "Be careful!"

"The seventh form of killing bears!"

There was no wave on Mo Qixiong's face, but his feet slammed on the ground, his arms vibrated, his clothes cracked, and at the moment when the shadow of his legs hit him, all the strength in his body erupted like a volcano, and at the same time he yelled: "Break!" The voice was loud and shocking, breaking through the night, and a violent force erupted from his fist in an instant.

Fists and legs collide with each other.

Vigorous strength gushed out from Mo Qixiong's fist, like a long dragon jumping out of the sea, boom!There was an ear-shattering sound, and the energy was soaring to the sky. Jian Xilai, who had appeared ferociously, suddenly froze, his eyes filled with disbelief. The next second, Jian Xilai fell and flew like a kite with a broken string. He was on the way, with his mouth facing the night sky Spit out a blood.

The blood was swept by the wind, flew into the air, and then fell and spread out, speckled and shocking.

Jian Xilai was injured again, and it was a serious injury that cannot be ignored. Mo Qixiong's punch was like a nail, and it was nailed into his left foot, breaking his sole instantly, and Jian Xilai fell down with a bang. In the middle of the road, although he bit his lip to prevent himself from screaming, his pale face declared failure to everyone.

When the man in black went to help Jian Xilai, Mo Qixiong pointed at the latter: "You lost."

Disdainful look.

There is a hint of appreciation in Shen Wanqian's eyes. There is a kind of person who is like an awl in a cloth pocket. No matter where he goes, as long as he is willing, he will naturally stand out and be watched by everyone. It knocked on the hearts of those present, and they couldn't accept it even though they were shocked. Is this the end?
Especially the black-clothed men standing in Jian Xilai's camp, if Mo Qixiong and Jian Xilai fight for hundreds of rounds to see the outcome, then they can still accept the victory of the unknown Mo Qixiong, but now they are hitting Jian Xilai with three moves. Everyone was a little entangled in their hearts. Jian Xilai hadn't expected such a result at all.

Hearing Mo Qixiong's three words, Jian Xilai spurted blood again.

Jian Xilai was a little unwilling, a little angry, struggling to think tremblingly, but saw Mo Qixiong sticking out his thumb, pointing it up, and turning around.

This gesture immediately wiped out Jian Xilai's remaining fighting spirit, and the unbearable pain swept his whole body. He fell heavily on the ground again, looking up at the night sky with his feet up, feeling a little sad and helpless. At this moment, Shen Wan Qian laughed and stood up, waving his finger lightly: "Jian Xilai performed well in somersaulting, thank you."

"reward!"

As soon as the words fell, A Bing took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, counted them, and slammed them on Jian Xilai's face. Dozens of red banknotes flew up and down in the air, and Shen Wanqian's expression sank. , taught A Bing unceremoniously: "Didn't you see that Jian Xilai's feet are all crippled? This is a heavy disability, a heavy disability, do you understand?"

"Doesn't it cost money to see a doctor?"

"You don't need money to hire a nurse?

"You don't need money to buy crutches?"

"You don't need money to buy a coffin?"

"Reward!"

A Bing took out two more stacks of banknotes, threw them out with a sneer last time, and the banknotes flew again. Looking at the bright red banknotes, Jian Xilai and his entourage were full of anger. Everyone knew that Shen Wanqian It was a slap in the face, but they couldn't resist, besides Shen Wanqian's status, there was also the existence of Mo Qixiong.

"Seven Bears, drink."

At this time, Ye Zixuan stood up, threw a bottle of beer to Mo Qixiong, and then slowly walked to Jian Xilai and the others while biting the bottle, with a gentle smile on his face: "I'm just a person who is not worth it." The little people you mentioned, you high-ranking people in bright clothes, do you want to embarrass me like this, and want to see my methods like this?"

Losing is not losing, Jian Xilai held back the pain: "What I lost tonight, I will get back ten times in the future."

"No matter who is covering you, if you leave Huahai, I will trample you to death without needing Young Master Song."

"it is good…"

The crisp voice was still echoing, Ye Zixuan stepped forward suddenly, passed through the gap of the big man in black, and stepped on Jian Xilai's left leg.

Click sound!

Jian Xilai's left foot was also broken.

"Go back and tell your master."

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "See you in the capital."

Seeing Ye Zixuan being so arrogant and domineering, more than a dozen black-clothed men around Jian Xilai took out guns with their backhands, and faced the smiling Ye Zixuan with murderous intent, when Shen Wanqian's eyes turned cold and he was about to make a gesture, Ye Zixuan He didn't care, he calmly faced more than a dozen guns pointed at him, and sang a song while drinking:

"The disappearing time is scattered in the wind, as if I can't remember to face it again, wandering days, you are with me, and we will meet again when we are destined."

Young and Dangerous' theme song "Years of Friendship"

Ye Zixuan hummed the song first, then turned around calmly, with a bright smile, looking at the world, Mo Qixiong poured a big gulp of beer, hugged Ye Zixuan's shoulders, and joined in with a rough voice: "The voice of innocence is fading, Keeping distance from each other for the goal, staring at the night sky, knowing who you were in the past, understanding the fatigue in your heart."

Shen Wanqian stood up, drank the beer in the bottle in one gulp, his eyes glowed with light and happiness that he had never seen before, joined Ye Zixuan's camp, and the members of the Shen family also grabbed a bottle of beer and followed without hesitation. Last time, the team gradually grew and their momentum became astonishing. They ignored Jian Xilai's dozen or so guns:
"Come to forget the wrong and right, come to remember the past, it is always fun to go through the difficult times together."

"If you don't believe, you will despair, and if you don't feel hesitant, you will compete in your dream, and strive hard every day."

Young and frivolous.

Jian Xilai and the others lowered their muzzles, feeling old for the first time.

(End of this chapter)