Romance of Dragons and Snakes

"I'm the curator of the Laoshan Neijia Pavilion. You have to discuss revenge for Duan Guochao, without wasting travel expenses and go to Shandong. I'm right in front of you now. I want to take revenge directly!"

Wang Chao looked up at the sign on the door, and then strode into the large office, shaking his body slightly.

Every time he took a step, he used a cannon punch to sit back and stepped on the whole floor, shaking slightly like an earthquake.

In a series of four or five steps, Wang Chao's strength was extremely uniform, the foreshock was flat, and the aftershock was reborn, just like the tide of the river, which finally caused resonance on the floor.

Because of the resonance, the floor swings are getting larger and larger. Some people jump on the table and make a knock, knock, knock, moving sound, the scene is very scary.

Suddenly, the 143th chapter of the entire large office in Beijing! A hundred years ago, Yang invincible! Hundreds of years, the king is invincible! All five sounds were quiet, and the needle fell quietly.

After Wang Chao finished speaking, he stopped and the shock subsided.

He glanced around with his eyes, and made a voice: "How, someone came directly to me for revenge?"

No one answered, because Wang Chao had just come in, the momentum was too strong.

He used the back seat force of artillery fist to step on the ground, every step, it seemed to bring a kind of dizzying spirit.

The sky will collapse before me.

The earth is torn apart before me.

The invincible strength of the master of boxing was all revealed on him at once.

The competition is the most powerful, before the Japanese compete. Xiandoukou deliberately stated the opponent's weaknesses in boxing skills, just to disintegrate the enemy's fighting spirit. Although Wang Chao does not learn from Japan's fighting, he is also a master of the deep change of momentum.

Just entering the 18th Guoan and hearing the chatter of those people outside the office, Wang Chao felt that things were really tricky, and the two sides had deep grievances, and he killed Duan Guochao again. The grievances of contradictions may have reached their culmination, and I can't deter myself by any extraordinary means. It is inevitable that nothing else will happen. Chapter 143 Capital City! A hundred years ago, Yang invincible! Hundreds of years, the king is invincible! Five emotions come.

This is a place for others. If the attitude is weak, others have to be intimidating. If one is careless and kills and maimed, it will be very difficult to handle.

"Why, nobody came?" Wang Chao's eyes swept again. The tall figure doesn't count as a shrewd breath.

"You, what do you want to do?" After asking three times in a row, the nearest female member suddenly stood up, pressed her hand against her waist, her eyes flashed with vigilance, and her body collapsed abnormally. tension.

At this moment, only the sound of scrubbing was heard, and all the thirty or forty members of the national security team stretched out their hands to their waists. Or a pocket. Obviously, it means a gun-touching action.

"I'm here today to find your director." Wang Chao eased his face, smiled, his breath dispersed, and it suddenly turned like rain and warmth.

For a moment, this large office was originally drawn like a battlefield. Suddenly? * Cut irrigation on the base of Luwei? Br />

Wang Chao is like an extremely brilliant show host, he can suppress the atmosphere of a scene at any time, and he can adjust the atmosphere warmly.

"Our Director Ma has something to go out." The talking female member was suddenly stared at by Wang Chao, and she felt a little uncomfortable. The whole body collapsed tightly, and the thin scent of sweat on his forehead vaguely appeared.

"Where did you go?"

"Yiquan Pavilion. No. 750 Yongdingmen Road." This female member was able to get away from Wang Chao and was photographed by her momentum, making an involuntary answer.

"Well, you are busy, I will go directly to you Director Ma." Wang Chao knew that he and some of Lin Yanan's files. They are all kept secret. Only the Director has the right to come up. The king is good-looking, and the imp is hard to get around. He was too lazy to talk to the members one by one. Words become hatred, words will be lost.

As soon as he had finished speaking, Wang Chao turned around and left, instantly leaving the office door and disappearing.

As soon as Wang Chao left, the whole office was like a frying pan, and the complaints, exclamations, and clapping of the table sounded all in one piece. These people are all elites of Guoan. They were shocked when Wang Chao came in. Out of the word, quite a few of them were ashamed.

"Yan Zhongwu, isn't it the third place in the system-wide competition assessment this year. After Brother Duan's death, you are also the fiercest. You want to go to Shandong and demolish the martial arts hall. Why didn't you say anything when you just came in?

At this moment, the female member who had just talked to Wang Chao shouted at a young man sitting on the right.

The young man named Yan Zhongwu's face changed and his eyes rolled, "You don't know Duan's skill, I can only support him for half a minute, but this guy just put Duan in the process of competition. I was killed, even Shaolin did n’t have revenge. I went up, and I only had to die and **** the end. Besides, this guy just came in like an earthquake, do n’t you all get shocked? If this guy is an enemy, I Absolutely the first to shoot, but he is a member of the Military Commission, Chen Ke and Dong Ling, who are still in confinement. How can they act lightly? "

"This guy is too strong, absolutely non-human. Meeting is better than being famous, it really is not covered. I have seen far from Igayuan, the first martial arts champion of Japanese martial arts, and it is somewhat similar in momentum." A tall, thin and tough man The member said, "Absolutely top expert, otherwise it will not be drawn out by the Military Commission and placed in front."

"Yeah, I haven't seen such a strong man. It's just a humanoid Gundam mecha. I doubt if he walks a few more steps, the building will collapse." The other female member was terrified.

"Check, if this Guoan building is trampled down by someone, then the joke will be big. It must be the bean curd project, and I don't know how much benefit it has from eating the contractor Jianzhou Company." A man member murmured, but the words were very Almost ignored by others.

"How do you say he went to see us at the Ma Lao General Assembly? Ma Hongjun, his brother Ma Hongjun, is now a famous boxer in Southeast Asia. I heard that this guy is very famous in the martial arts industry in Southeast Asia. Everyone says that Ma boss is very powerful. But we have never I did n’t see that Ma Boss had shot, even Duan Brother was very respectful to Ma Boss while we were here. Let ’s go to the Italian Boxing Gym. "

"Okay, go and go."

More than ten minutes after Wang Chao left, the members of these eighteen places suddenly made a sensation and ran towards the door. Some tuned a few big cars in the garage and all sat up and drove away.

The members of the 18th Division are almost all young people under the age of thirty. Even if the earth is only thirty-five, it looks very vibrant. It is much better than the sullen sun of many government departments.

"Yiquan Research Society?" Just half an hour later. Wang Chao came to the location by taxi, looked up at a sign at the door, and walked in with a walk.

This Yiquan workshop is not very large. It seems that it was expanded from several ordinary yards. The flower hall and the ancient blue brick floor are covered with stone locks. The water tank dropped a few scattered sandbags. In addition, a row of half-pile plum blossom piles was nailed, as well as a row of weapon racks. Several large poles were inserted on the shelf, and there was no iron sheet with a front. Knife.

This martial arts hall is very casual. It is not like the venues of karate and taekwondo, which are majestic and magnificent, and come and go.

Wang Chaoxin walked in, and only saw three or two middle-aged people on the steps of the courtyard pavilion. Five or six old people, with a few young people nailed to the ground, embracing hands, standing like piles of big winter melons, standing and seeing Wang Chao coming in and ignored it.

"This is a mixed pile, like a bear hug a tree, a long kung fu, a long physical and mental pile, these few people. All have the essence of Xiong Jing and Shen Shen."

Wang Chao looked at a few people at this station. Nodded secretly.

If people who don't know how to look at it, just think that a few people stand in a sly hug.

But someone who knows how to do it. Especially in the eyes of a master of boxing like Wang Chao, these people are calm, like a bear, with their eyes wide open and forward, and like flying eagles, especially the spine, waist, and legs, which fluctuate slightly with breathing, Heels and feet seem to **** on the ground.

"The breath of a real person is healed", "Therefore, the new classic, Xiong Jingniao Shen." These two ancient classic Taoist health mantras contain the artistic conception vaguely on the people who stand on the "Hundred Yuan Pile" Reflected.

"This is a martial arts museum with real skills."

Wang Chao commented this way.

When I walked in, I walked through a door in a courtyard and heard a voice from inside. Wang Chao looked over and saw a larger brick courtyard. Two middle-aged people were recruiting.

Seven or eight people were sitting on wooden chairs or standing and watching. From time to time, they nodded and gave their opinions and opinions.

At the moment when Wang Chao walked to the door, everyone's ears moved, and his eyes looked towards this side.

"Excuse me, is Director Ma here?" Wang Chao obviously felt that these people were all kung fu masters, his temples were deeply raised, his body was hardcover, and he was between 35 and 50 years old. Some famous and predecessors.

"I'm Ma Huajun, director of the 18th Division of Guo'an. Are you the director of Laoshan Neijia Boxing Museum, Lieutenant Colonel Wang Chao? Sure enough, he's a fist, but it's just too cruel. Royal sheath cut spring lemon Long? Nbsp; "

A middle-aged man at the training site saw Wang Chao talking, looked up and down, and then took two steps forward. Li Guang stabbed Wang Chao in his eyes.

Director Ma was wearing plain clothes, the middle-aged man with the Chinese character on his face, his hands hung up, and he was not angry. No wonder they can shock the young people in Guoan.

"Brother Ma, is this the young man who killed the Guochao?" The middle-aged man who had practiced against Ma Huajun was slender and slender, with a breath of a lot of people at the exit.

"What is the relationship between Ma Huajun and Ma Hongjun, the boxer of Hong Kong Yuxing Group? Are they brothers? They look like they are."

Wang Chaoyi immediately saw the director of the horse, and immediately remembered the great boxer Ma Hongjun of Southeast Asia, nicknamed "Bronze Iron Hand", check fist, hang, ten trips to the Hui Muslim sect, and the master of Dahongquan.

Well-known in Southeast Asia, the first-line boxers can now play, Taiwan Liu Jiajun, Hong Kong Ma Hongjun, Guangdong Three Tigers, Singapore Chen Aiyang. Among them, Liu Jiajun, Ma Hongjun and Chen Aiyang are more famous than the three tigers in Guangdong, and their martial arts are obviously higher than the front line.

Ma Hongjun saw Wang Chao when he was fighting Zhang Wei on the tanker. The 18th Director of Guoan Ma Huajun was very similar to Ma Hongjun, and the names were almost the same. Obviously, 80% of them were brothers.

"Director Ma, is your master Ma Hongjun from Yuxing in Hong Kong?" Wang Chao asked suddenly, ignoring the people next to him.

"Hongjun is my younger brother." Sure enough, from Ma Huajun's mouth, Wang Chao confirmed his conjecture.

"Which masters are there?" Wang Chaohuan glanced and saw that the seven or eight people present were all calm and the masters with raised temples were a little surprised. "Little Yiquan Hall, there are so many masters?"

"This is the master of Wudang Chunyang Gong Bai Xianyong ~ www.readwn.com ~ the instructor of the first guard of the central government. This is the master of Song Anran, the head of the Tianjin Song style Xingyi, and this is the master of Wudang Wuji, Xu Benliang. This is Master Wang Yunlian, the master of Yiquan in Beijing, the chief instructor of the 1034 special police force, this is the Yimanchuan master of the Yipai Bagua gate, the first instructor of Guoan. And this is the master Chen Tianlei of Chenjiagou, this is Shanxi Master Dai Nu of Taigu, instructor of the National Armed Police Corps. "

Ma Huajun introduced one by one, and Wang Chaoyue was shocked. The middle-aged people, except for the two Wudang boxers, were all in the Qing Dynasty of the Republic of China, the famous boxing school, Song style Xingyimen, Yiquanmen , Yipai gossip, Chenjiagou, Shanxi Taigu, which have all been famous.

"No wonder, how can I say that there are so many masters? This may be the elite boxer master in many northern provinces. The boxer alone is not enough. The identity of these people is not an instructor of the Central Guard Company or a coach of the Armed Police Corps. It is extraordinary. . "

Wang Chao did not expect that in a small courtyard, nearly ten real masters actually gathered. ! ! ! ;

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