Kung Fu Soldier King

"Poof..." Xiao Yan and others couldn't help laughing. Ji Wuyue turned her eyes, opened the door and went down.

She is wearing a red leather bra on her upper body, a small leather skirt on her lower body, a knee high leather coat on the outside, and a small waist exposed outside. Because she often exercises, she can hold it.

This vital figure, coupled with a beautiful face, long eyelashes, shawls and red hair, is really a hot woman.

At ordinary times, Xiao Yan didn't realize it. When he was pointed by the fool, he couldn't help looking at it and said, "the fool has a good eye."

"You can't despise them. I think these people are not good. They always say that the poor mountains and rivers make trouble for the people. Let unparalleled be careful." Leng Qingge ran all over the world, and there were many knowledgeable people. He said something Xiao Yan agreed with.

Ji Wuyue outside pointed to the fool and said with a smile, "do you want to marry me?"

"Think!" the fool quickly nodded heavily, and his saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"But I don't want to marry you, get out of the way!" suddenly, Ji Wuyue's eyes stood up and a cold breath spread out.

The fat man seemed to be forced by her momentum. Oh, he made a noise and got out of the way.

Ji Wuyue snorted coldly and was about to return to the co pilot when she heard someone whispering nearby.

"I think this woman looks good. There are two beauties in the back seat. It's better to leave them and try to steal at night."

"I'll go ahead and spread iron thistles and prick their tires. They can't go if they want to go."

The two young students looked up and encouraged the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at his silly son staring at the big girl of others and at the luxury car. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Someone nearby advised: "if the two fools don't have a daughter-in-law, they will be single all their life. You look at the girl's water spirit, catch it back and tie it at home. When the two fools are away, you can still..."

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to make a decision, he saw a red figure scraping, and then he spoke, and the man was slapped heavily on the face.

As soon as he turned his head, Ji Wuyue had quietly appeared on his side, which scared him hard.

Ji Wuyue raises her hand and wants to fight again. The man has reacted. He raises his hand to block it, and then cuts back to Ji Wuyue's cheek.

Ji Wuyue stepped back quickly. She didn't expect that these rural idlers had Kung Fu and almost fell asleep.

"All hands are on the other side, seventh uncle, what are you waiting for?" the beaten young man held his machete straight and walked towards Ji Wuyue.

The middle-aged man named seventh uncle pondered and said, "then do it, but do it clean and don't leave any trouble."

He was obviously the leader. As soon as his voice fell, several other young students rushed up and surrounded the red flag car.

Lin xian'er held Xiaobai and rubbed it in Xiao Yan's arms. Instead, Xiaobai lay on the window and looked out curiously.

Leng Qingge was calm. He grabbed Xiao Yan who was getting off the bus and said, "you are also a person of status. Don't do everything yourself. Bian Yong and Ji Wuyue are not ordinary people. Are you afraid they can't cope?"

Xiao Yan nodded, patted Leng Qingge's hand, reassured her, put his head out and said, "I'll give you five minutes to solve it."

"Two minutes is enough!" Bian Yong took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and punched the idle man on the left.

The man slashed his machete, shook his fist and took it back immediately. But his feet lifted up, hit the man's stomach, and kicked the man out at once.

There were already two machetes nearby. He leaned to the left, grabbed one person's arm, pulled it, and blocked the right knife with the knife of the person on the left.

As soon as he lifted his arm and elbowed back, he first hit the left man's chest, spit blood at his mouth, and then hit his fist at the right man's chin.

The man hit with a punch had his mouth crooked, opened his mouth, spit out his teeth, and fell back to the ground.

With the help of fighting force, all parts of the body can be used as weapons. Most of them are Sanda, and less of them have the shadow of Bagua palm. It seems that their instructors should have a good knowledge of Bagua palm.

And Ji Wuyue has basically solved two or three people.

Her lightness skills are good. People on both sides dare not hurt her. They all take the back of the knife to cut her. She flies and twists, kicks one person first. He grabbed a man's arm, pulled it over, raised his knee and hit the man's nose.

His nose was not strong. When he was hit, his whole face turned red.

The man squatted on the ground with his nose covered and was trampled on his head by her foot. Her whole body flew up with strength. With a note of scissors feet, she turned the man behind her straight, and her neck was broken.

In the blink of an eye, only the middle-aged man named seventh uncle and his silly son were left.

Seeing this, the seventh uncle fell on his knees, handed over 10000 yuan in both hands and said, "I don't want the money. I have eyes and don't know Taishan. Please let us go."

The silly boy ignored his father, but flattered Ji Wuyue, clapped his hands and shouted, "good, wonderful, better than the PE teacher."

Clatter!

Before he finished, Bian Yong patted him on the back and flew out.

The seventh uncle on the ground was angry when he saw that the fool was beaten away. He took advantage of the situation to lift a machete and rushed towards Bian Yong.

Ji Wuyue stood close and flew obliquely. She thought she could kick him off.

Who knows, he took a t-step at his feet, avoided Ji Wuyue's foot, and came to Bian Yong in a moment.

He cut it off with a knife. Bian Yong hurriedly raised the knife and blocked it. It was so powerful that Bian Yong frowned.

If you were an ordinary person, you wouldn't be able to beat these people. Even if it were dozens of small gangsters, these seven or eight people could deal with them.

Bian Yong snorted coldly, pushed the knife upward and staggered the seven uncle's push back.

Before the seventh uncle could stand firm, he had poked his foot right in the chest. The seventh uncle was kicked out and rolled on the ground.

Bian Yong took a few steps. When the seventh uncle got up from the ground, he had a knife on his neck.

"Shit, die!" Bian Yong looked at his watch and boasted that he had lost two minutes.

Seeing the murderous spirit coming out of him, Xiao Yan quickly shouted, "stop, get in the car and go."

Bian Yong mercilessly threw down the machete, got on the car with Ji Wuyue, restarted the car and continued to walk towards the front.

But every time they found that the seventh uncle rolling on the roadside took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and said something viciously in the direction of the car.

"Why are there such bad people who farm? It's impossible!" Lin xian'er said with a little disbelief.

Xiao Yan sighed, pointed to the field beside him and said, "in the current season, the field should have been harvested and left rice branches. Look at both sides, either the fields that have been abandoned for several years and full of weeds, or the rice that has been confiscated and rotten in the field."

Lin Xianer looked around suspiciously and suddenly realized that she couldn't help admiring Xiao Yan's carefulness.

"There are only two kinds of people in the world, good and bad. No matter what identity or class, these two kinds of people exist." Leng Qingge also said her feelings about society.

Xiao Yan shrugged silently. Everyone has different understanding and views on society, but for better or worse, he came to Dongjiang this time to change the dilemma here.

Shortly after entering the village, there was a chaotic cry on both sides, and then a group of villagers rushed towards the red flag car with hoes and sticks.