Cold Soldier King Pretty President

The first one who rushed in was the repairman holding the spanner. As soon as he entered the door, the spanner in his hand was waving like a tiger. A big silver breed loomed on the surface. As for the right hand waving the spanner, it was already a shadow that people couldn't really see.

At this time, the old man also leaned on the table with his waist and said, "Xiao Ruan has been with me for 20 years, and was adopted by me when I was three years old.

He can't pour water on his ability to practice the golden bell jar. Even if the old man wanted to win him when I was young, it would take a lot of effort. Xiao Ruan, give me a call to death. Don't be polite. Remember not to kill him! "

The guy was embarrassed when he heard this. He said that he would fight to death, but he was not allowed to fight to death. What should he do?

However, just as he was struggling, a yellow object suddenly fell from the sky, and the guy subconsciously waved a wrench to meet him. Then there was a loud bang, and the whole world became golden.

The guy didn't realize what was going on, but the old man saw the scene clearly. He didn't expect that ye Mo would suddenly lift a big bucket of soybean oil and hit him.

The plastic bucket was not strong at all. The oil in the bucket flew away immediately after the collision. But Xiao Ruan waved the cricketer like a high-pressure jet and spilled the oil everywhere.

Before he realized what was going on, he suddenly felt that his feet slipped and he fell to the ground without any fancy. The wrench also came out and directly pierced two of the shelves.

The old man's face turned black when he saw this scene. He just boasted that he had practiced Kung Fu to a certain degree, but the water couldn't pour in. Unexpectedly, he was knocked down before he started.

Subconsciously, the boy was about to get up from the ground, but then he saw a pair of 43 size shoes constantly enlarged in his eyes.

Then there was a dull sound of "bang". The back of the boy's head collided with the ground soaked in soybean oil without any fancy. Then his head tilted and he fainted completely.

Those people in the back felt cold when they saw this scene. Although all that just now seemed to have the element of dexterity, they simply and decisively put people down, which also shows some problems. Is this guy really a master who is hidden?

The butcher rushed in with a roar at the moment. The pig killing knife in his hand turned into a continuous blade. I don't know how many years he had practiced on the chopping board.

The old man looked at the guy who passed out with a black face, turned his eyes to the butcher, and praised: "Xiao Pang has been with me for 25 years. I asked him to practice Daogong since he was five years old.

First he chopped fat meat, then he chopped lean meat. The meat minced by his staff was even thinner than that minced by meat grinder. I also recognized the skill, strength and accuracy of the knife!

After that, it's chop ribs, which are as fine as meat saozi. Finally, it's chop bone. Lu Zhishen's trouble in Shuihu is to let him chop ribs with a few more Jin of fat saozi and lean saozi.

What zhenguanxi can't do, xiaopang can do it. After chopping the bone for so many years, he changed more than 2000 knives. He said that if he chopped your left leg, he would never hurt your right leg. If he wanted to chop your left little finger, he would never scratch the skin of your ring finger!

Young man, it's still too late for you to change your tongue. Otherwise, if the white knife goes in and the red knife goes out, there's no place in the world to sell regret medicine! "

However, just at the moment when the old man's voice fell, the sound of "whoosh" came, and the old man's face suddenly changed. He quickly turned over and saw that the bright pig knife flew out close to his face, and "Dang" was nailed on the wooden shelf behind him.

No matter how calm the old man Rao was, he was in a cold sweat. The bridge of his nose was also full of sweat. Almost, only a little. If he had been a little slow just now, maybe his nose would have been cut by this kitchen knife!

The old man angrily straightened up and took a look. He saw that the little fat cook was at a loss and opened his mouth: "I, this... Is not... I really just lost my hand for a moment!"

The old man's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. At this time, he noticed that the boy's right wrist holding the knife had been swollen. It was obvious that when he just put out the knife, ye Mo hit his wrist with a very fast speed, and the knife came out.

It's more eye power than most people to hit xiaopang's wrist under such a dense blade. In ancient times, it was a natural marksman.

Then the old man changed his face and said, "you go down, cook. It's for you."

The voice fell, and the guy in the cook's suit also jumped in with a cry. Unfortunately, he had just landed on the ground, and his chest was next to a heavy leg of Ye Mo Fei. At the moment, he flew out again along the way he came.

"Bang" a sound, this guy was directly kicked out of the full eight meters far, the intersection of the only large tin trash can were knocked over, the yellow brown sour water mixed with the side of the garbage completely submerged him.

Looking at the white chef's clothes, it suddenly became like a big dye vat, and the old man's face was constantly twitching. The first two could at least show their faces. Even before he introduced them, they had already left the market. Where should he put his old face!

Also at this time, before that two meters away tower like strong man came in and said: "let me meet this boy!"

When the old man saw this scene, he was in a hurry and said, "don't be mischievous! Who can Parry your Kung Fu? You'll hurt your muscles and bones if you're touched. Don't make a fool of yourself! "

The old man is really anxious this time. He knows how many apprentices he has trained. If you want to talk about the previous ones, they can be regarded as the scope of learning from each other. But now this one is killing people.

The old man also showed great love for him. Among these disciples, what he loved most was the strong man in front of him, and his skills were passed on to him without reservation.

But this guy became a fool when he practiced martial arts. Once he started, he didn't care. Even other disciples were beaten by him and lay in bed for three or five months when they competed with him.

At the moment, he starts to see hunting. If he can't stop at that time, I'm afraid Ye Mo will be disabled even if he doesn't die. This is what he absolutely doesn't want to see.

It's a pity that his apprentice doesn't care what he says at the moment. He rushes towards Ye Mo with a roar, and his foot falls on the whole ground. It's shaking. It gives people the feeling that what rushes over is not a human, but a human bear walking upright!

The old man's face also suddenly changed, for fear that ye Mo would suffer a loss under the absolute strength of the confrontation, so he plans to rush up to stop them.

However, without waiting for him to move, he heard a loud "bang". To say that just now the strong man's foot just made people feel that the ground was a little shaken, now ye Mo's foot made people feel that the whole building was following.

The surrounding shelves fell one after another, and the bottles and cans on the table also fell to the ground. The old man's brain was a little empty, and he didn't respond for a moment. Then he heard a "pa" sound, and the cement floor under his feet suddenly cracked.

Looking at the place where ye Mo stamped his feet as the center of the circle, there were cobweb like cracks on the concrete floor.

As for Yemo, his whole foot has fallen into the mud, and the old man also subconsciously clenched his fists and felt his scalp numb, a great terror.

These shops were all built on the top of the building. It was a podium. There was no foundation for a single floor of the shop. But at that time, the cement mortar was more than 20 cm thick, and it was trampled into the mud of the lower layer. Even if the thirteen Taibao horizontal Training Golden bell cover reached the peak, it might not be able to do so!

"Did the boy not only practice Taibao's internal Qigong and implosion, but also Taibao's internal Qigong? But these two unique skills of Shaolin were lost more than 100 years ago?

What's more, horizontal training is to keep a boy's body. Once the boy's body is broken, he will immediately break his body. His appearance is that the prodigal son in the romantic night scene has already let out his true Yang. It's not right to practice horizontal training. It's not scientific at the moment! "

The old man was really confused this time. He never thought that ye Mo was so strong. At the beginning, he was a little worried about ye Mo and his apprentice. Now he should be worried about his apprentice.

As for ye Mo's kung fu training, if he was called up with one punch, his apprentice would be absolutely open-minded.

But the consequence is still light. If both sides are lucky to fight hard, they may have to break their bones and muscles, heart, liver, spleen and lung instantly damaged, even if the great Luo immortal comes down to earth, they can't be saved!

"Wait a minute! Have something to say! Don't do it The old man yelled, but his apprentice was full of fighting spirit and couldn't hear what he said.

The old man is really flustered this time. This apprentice has been with him for the longest time, and he has been raised as his own son. His deep feelings for so many years are beyond expression. Does he really want the white haired people to send the black haired people today?

Just at this time, a dull sound of "bang" came. Before he realized what was going on, he saw his favorite apprentice, the eldest brother, who was staring at him, fall down so straight, and there was no sound for a long time.

"Dead... Dead?"

Rao Shi, who was used to the big wind and waves all his life, was completely stunned at the moment, and his eyes were red in an instant. Suddenly he was paralyzed on the ground and crawled to the other side tremblingly.

"Gangzi, wake up! Old man, I used to feed you with a handful of feces and a handful of urine. I expected you to feed me to the end! " The old man's voice trembled, but at the moment when his voice fell, ye Mo laughed.

Originally, ye Mo was so sad that he still had the heart to laugh at him. The old man was angry and yelled at Ye Mo: "Hello, young man! You're fine! I don't know how many years no one dares to touch me! You killed him! And still beat to death in front of me! I don't think you want to walk out of this gate alive today! "

At the moment, the old man's hair and beard were all extremely angry. He pulled off his torn T-shirt to show a dragon over his shoulder. Even though he was old and grumbled, the huge dragon head still made people feel a chill.

This old guy, when he was young, he was definitely not an oil saving lamp!

Ye Mo has been on the road of Jiangbei and Donghai for some time, and he has never seen anyone with a cross shouldered dragon tattooed on his body. After all, this evil spirit is not strong enough to overcome!

Then it was only three or two seconds after the old man's voice fell. Suddenly, he snored like thunder behind him. The expression on the old man's face was wonderful. Subconsciously, he looked back and saw that his baby apprentice's stomach was like a blower. Then he fell down again. It was clear that he was healthy and could not be healthy any more!

The old man was still glaring at Ye Mo, but he didn't know what to do at the moment. Then he said with a gape: "this... What's the matter?"

Ye Mo just said with a faint smile: "you don't care what's going on, you're still alive, but if you rely on me to sell your old age forever, once my temper comes up, what I told you before is not a joke.

I just ask you, do you know Liu Jianwen? If the name is a little strange, then you should be more or less impressed, right