Hong Kong Variety: Starting from Stanley, inmate Zhou Xingxing

Chapter 52 You are not afraid of losing, you are afraid of beating him to death
Hearing this, Chen Xuran raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing an expression that was half a smile but not a smile, and looked at Xia Houwu with provocative eyes.

"Why, brother Xiahou Wu, are you afraid of losing or ruining the Heyi Sect's signature?"

He increased his strength and constitution to 15 today.

The power of a random punch exceeds 100 kilograms, and with explosive skills it can reach 500 kilograms.

With one punch, the iron frame bed was broken directly. His hands were itching, and there was no way he would let Xia Houwu go.

What's more important is that he can be released from prison at any time, no matter how hard he fights.

But when you become a big boss, you can't do everything by yourself. There's nothing forceful about it!
Therefore, we have to find a few gold medal thugs.

Although Xia Houwu had just been imprisoned, he could not help Chen Xuran conquer the world.

But he knows many martial arts people.

As long as Xia Houwu is defeated, there will definitely be many people who will kowtow to accept Chen Xuran when they see him.

When Xia Houwu heard Chen Xuran's words, he immediately frowned, his cheeks twitched slightly, and his fists trembled at an acceleration visible to the naked eye.

He didn't dare to look at Chen Xuran.

Afraid of seeing those provocative eyes, worried that he would beat someone to death again.

He has been convicted of manslaughter and will serve five years in prison.

If he beat someone to death when he first came to Stanley, he would definitely be sentenced to life.

"No, I can't make a move!"

"Xia Houwu, now there is a handsome guy who is reckless and arrogant to challenge you. You don't dare to take action. Are you really afraid of losing?"

"Xia Houwu, you have to control yourself. You are not afraid of losing, you are afraid of beating the opponent to death. Don't make a move, or you will beat that handsome guy to death!"

At this time, two huge thoughts were constantly arguing deep in Xiahou Wu's heart, making his fists tremble violently.

Chen Xuran who wanted him to encourage him to defeat the provocation in front of him.

But one of them tried his best to persuade him not to take action. If he beat someone to death, he would never be able to get out and see his junior sister.

In Xia Houwu's eyes, Chen Xuran was just an ordinary prisoner, and his behavior did not have the slightest air of a martial arts practitioner.

Maybe he has some foundation in martial arts.

But in front of him, a master of martial arts who has defeated countless masters, he can only be a chicken.

Do you need fists to kill a chicken?

In Chen Xuran's eyes, Xia Houwu's right hand had been raised tremblingly.

But he was pressed down by his left hand. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he was trying his best to control his strong desire to fight.

Reminding me of the plot in "One Man's Martial Arts", Feng Yuxiu threatened Xia Houwu with the life and death of his junior sister.

Let him give up the bottom line in his heart, let go of his inner entanglements, attack with all his strength, and use all the strength in his body.

"Xia Houwu, I remember you are an instructor in the police force. Do you have a junior sister named Shan Ying?"

Xia Houwu was still trying his best to control his inner impulse, and replied with a trembling voice: "Yes"

Chen Xuran even said Shan Ying's name, obviously knowing him to a certain extent.

"Shan Ying is pretty good-looking. Now you have to live in Stanley for five years. When you get out, will I ask her child to recognize you as their godfather?"

"You" Xia Houwu never expected that Chen Xuran in front of him would actually want to fall in love with him.

The suppressed impulse in his heart broke away instantly, his eyes were filled with anger, and he stared at Chen Xuran, and the restrained momentum on his body was like a flash flood, rushing towards Chen Xuran.

The paper towels on the surrounding bunks rolled automatically and quickly to the ground without any wind.

The prisoners nearby all stared at Xia Houwu in shock.

They never expected that someone would explode in front of the God of War.But they could also feel Xia Houwu's powerful aura, and they all retreated to a safe place, leaving the door, the most spacious place in the warehouse, to these two terrifying people.

Chen Xuran was not affected at all by Xia Houwu's beastly, bloodthirsty gaze, and instead showed a joking smile.

Seeing that Xia Houwu still had a little bottom line left, he immediately continued to tease.

"Haha, Xia Houwu, why, don't you care about your junior sister very much, and you have the heart to let her wait for you outside for five years?"

"There are so many five years in life, especially for women. When you come out, there may be more than one Qizi!"

Xia Houwu shouted with a ferocious face: "Push to the street, stop talking, I can't help it anymore, don't blame me if I beat you to death later!"

At this time, black lines began to appear on Xia Houwu's forehead, and he might take action at any time.

Seeing this, Chen Xuran also put away the joking smile on his face, took a few steps back, and assumed the starting position of Bajiquan.

Ever since Chen Xuran mastered Bajiquan in Dacheng, he has completely mastered the moves and integrated them into his daily life.

Moreover, it also breaks the shackles of the human body, and the momentum on the body can be sent and received freely.

From the outside, he looks like a handsome, natural guy who is harmless to humans and animals.

Today, I have increased my strength and physique to 15, and I can reach the state of lifting weight with ease in every move.

Now, Chen Xuran just made a starting move, and the momentum on his body burst out instantly.

"boom!"

This momentum was extremely huge, as if hundreds of tigers were standing on the top of the mountain, roaring to the sky, and were about to charge down the mountain.

"Yeah!" Xia Houwu stared at Chen Xuran in stunned silence, as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to move.

He never imagined that an ordinary handsome prisoner could transform into a ferocious beast in an instant, and that majestic aura was much more powerful than him.

For a moment, his mind was shocked by Chen Xuran's momentum, and he saw that the opponent in front of him was not alone.

It was a ferocious tiger, dozens of meters tall, with its half-meter-long fangs already in front of it.

"Xia Houwu, you lost your mind before the battle. You can't defeat my move. Why do you really want me to come to you with my son in my arms to acknowledge my contract?"

"I still want to see Shan Ying and I play in the water!"

Chen Xuran was speechless when he saw that Xia Houwu was stunned by him.

He wanted to defeat him, not kill him.

We still need to talk about martial ethics!

Otherwise, Chen Xuran will really have to go to Foshan to find Shan Ying, tell Xia Houwu that he is dead, and ask him to take care of you.

"what!"

Under Chen Xuran's provocation one after another, Xia Houwu roared angrily, completely lowered his stance, and immediately launched the Xingyi Dragon-shaped Fist.

A century-old war was about to begin. Many prisoners quickly hid in the back of the prison warehouse, staring ahead without even daring to blink.

"Haha, you can't defend against my punch!"

Chen Xuran sneered when he saw Xia Houwu's starting move.

Xingyi Neijiaquan is the fifth level of the Heyi sect, and I know that Xiahou Wu has already shown [-]% of his strength.

But using the flexible dragon-shaped fist and focusing on defense, it seems that he still doesn't take it that seriously!

"boom!"

Chen Xuran exerted force with his feet, received it at his waist, and punched out at lightning speed, directly towards Xia Houwu's face. This punch had a force of [-] kilograms, and even the air was instantly blown away.

If he hits Xia Houwu, he will die immediately.

(End of this chapter)