Arrogance and domineering, starting in the 1990s

"Director Liu, wait for me!"

"Director Yang, watch your step, please slow down!"

"Damn it, hurry up! If we get caught, I'll be the first to kill Liu Qingshan!"

At this moment, more than a dozen people rushed out of the cave and ran up the hillside.

They had just run a kilometer inside the air-raid shelter, and now that they were out on the surface, they all looked quite disheveled.

But they can't stop, because security will soon catch up through the tunnel.

They must climb over the hillside in front of them to escape the area of ​​the Green Mountain Club.

It turns out that the front half of the entire Qingshan Clubhouse has a three-kilometer-long natural air-raid shelter, and the clubhouse owner extended the passage by another kilometer.

Wu Shu was already there, waiting in advance.

He just wanted to see if there was anyone who was pragmatic enough to be his "friend."

"How is it?"

"Some of the pictures aren't very clear."

The main thing is that these people were all running with their heads down, and they were all accompanied by assistants and bodyguards.

Therefore, it is difficult for Tian Le to get a clear focus on her face.

Wu Shu kicked Tian Le and said with an unfriendly expression, "You think you can be an artist?"

"Ding Meng, go help the people Dai Kun brought."

Ding Meng nodded silently and followed behind the dozen or so burly men.

The main issue was that there were several physically strong-looking individuals in the opposing group.

He clearly has some martial arts skills.

Tian Le's mediocre skills were no match for these people.

More than a dozen burly men, dressed in sportswear

They were wearing baseball caps and each of them was carrying a thick wooden stick.

They surrounded everyone!

"Xiao Wu!" A middle-aged man in his forties with a square face called out to the person next to him.

The other person immediately darted out, moving incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of one of the henchmen, delivering a powerful elbow strike to the chest.

The henchman was sent flying two or three meters away. After landing, he felt a sweet taste in his throat and an immediate burning sensation in his lungs.

Just as the man was about to get up again, everything went black, and he fainted. After succeeding, Xiao Wu didn't look at the fallen henchman, but instead moved in like a wolf among sheep.

Seizing the opportunity, he grabbed a wooden stick swung by one of the henchmen, and with a slight pull, caused the man to stumble.

One person wielding a wooden stick fought against three or four people without being at a disadvantage, and surprisingly, in each clash of weapons...

It even made the tiger's mouth of the henchmen numb and weak from the shock!

Unlike his henchmen who directly attacked Xiao Wu, Ding Meng observed him like a spectator.

The pre-attack animation before a move is executed.

It wasn't until Xiao Wu raised his block again that his movements began to sag slightly.

A glint of light flashed in Ding Mengcai's eyes, and he moved like a ghost.

He slid to Xiao Wu's right side and shoved him hard in the back.

Xiao Wu's strength suddenly dissipated, and his body involuntarily leaned forward.

Ding Meng acted decisively, making a precise cut at the back of his opponent's neck.

Xiao Wu fell forward to the ground, glaring angrily at Ding Meng, cursing, "You actually attacked me from behind!"

Tian Le immediately followed up with a kick, knocking the man unconscious. His expression tightened afterward.

He urgently called out to Ding Meng, "Be careful!"

Another skilled fighter in the crowd, after seeing Xiao Wu fall to the ground, followed Ding Meng's example and silently ran towards Ding Meng.

If the henchmen could only hear the wind whistling when they swung their sticks, then the enemy's swing produced a piercing clang!

The opponent was extremely ruthless, swinging straight at the back of Ding Meng's head.

If that blow had landed squarely, he would have suffered a concussion even if he didn't die.

Wu Shu had already swayed over at this moment.

Seeing that the other party dared to launch a sneak attack, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

With a twist of his right hip, his figure moved as gracefully as a butterfly.

He landed next to Ding Meng, ignoring the ruthlessness of the other party's attack.

He then raised two fingers and struck the opponent's "weak spot" on their face.

At the same time, he hooked his foot out, aiming straight for the opponent's lower body.

Seeing that Wu Shu's attack was so cunning and completely disregarded the lives of his companions, the other side realized that Wu Shu's attack was so cunning and that the other side was completely disregarding the lives of his companions.

He let go of the wooden stick in his hand and fell straight backward!

Wu Shu's fingers brushed against the other person's hair, and his feet only caught on the other person's trouser leg.

Seeing how quickly the other party reacted, it was clear that he was a master who had practiced martial arts for many years!

Wu Shu immediately became interested, and he grinned.

He reached behind his back with his right hand, and a black water gun appeared, aimed at his opponent! The opponent had exceptional eyesight.

Upon seeing what the other person was holding, his expression immediately froze.

"Come on, let's see if your hands are faster, or my thing is!"

Wu Shu grinned, revealing a set of white teeth to the person in front of him.

Seeing Wu Shu holding a "weapon" and looking fierce, the surrounding crowd slowly took two steps back.

On the other hand, the followers' expressions brightened upon seeing that their side actually had "weapons."

Their demeanor became even more arrogant.

They kept scaring everyone back, making them all obediently squat down.

Wu Shu kept pointing his "weapon" at his opponent, mocking, "So good at fighting, you want to be the first freestyle fighting champion?"

As he spoke, he stomped hard on the other person's foot, and the other person immediately let out a scream, but only for a moment before enduring the pain and falling silent.

He wiped the water from his forehead and immediately sensed something was wrong! Damn it! It was a water gun!

He immediately wanted to get up and fight back!

Seeing that the other party had reacted, Wu Shu immediately laughed and kicked the other party's arm.

"It's too late."

In a battle between masters, the decisive moment can be decided in just a few seconds, let alone when the opponent paused for more than a few seconds.

Wu Shu flicked the "water gun" in his hand, and a stream of water shot straight onto the other person's face.

The man's arms were swollen and his ankles were weak and powerless. He was so angry that he fainted.

Wu Shu chuckled, handed the props to his henchman behind him, and kicked Tian Le, who was intently watching the show.

He said irritably, "Why aren't you getting them into position yet?"

"Are we just waiting for them to get arrested?!"

After saying that, he put his arm around Ding Meng's neck and teased, "Your punches aren't fast enough! Nor are they ruthless enough!"

"If it weren't for my unparalleled martial arts skills just now..."

"You're in a vegetative state now!"

"Sweetie, give me a smile."

Ding Meng smirked, his eyes constantly glancing at the water gun that the henchman was playing with.

No matter how hard I tried to pull the corners of my mouth, I couldn't force a smile.

Finally, I noticed that my older brother's expression had turned hostile.

He could only helplessly pull the corners of his mouth upwards with two fingers.

He managed a forced smile, but it was a very intriguing one.

Wu Shu laughed it off, not caring at all; he wasn't exactly a "good person."

At this point, a middle-aged man appeared—Xiao Wu's "boss."

Seeing Tian Le fiddling with the camera, his expression flickered.

He crouched down and moved forward a few steps, saying softly, "Can we talk?"

"I am Cheng..."

"Screw you, go back to your quarters!" the henchman snapped at the other man.

He kicked the other person back into the crowd.