Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment: Chapter 265 Untouchable pain!

And by silently listening to the conversation between the group of old guys on the sofa.

Ye Feng also gradually gained some understanding of this group of people.

The old man with the white beard who reprimanded him just now is named Yan Mengtang, who is the head of the Dragon and Tiger Gate in Nanyue Province.

Among these people, it can be said that he is the most prestigious.

"Everyone, tell me, what do you think of today's match?"

Hearing his inquiry, everyone present immediately started to spit.

"What else can you think? They have already hit the door, so we will naturally fight to the death."

"That's right, this little devil has even swept away the younger generation of our 18 provinces. If we lose again today, what face will the younger generation in the Chinese martial arts world have?"

"Don't worry, he was arrogant before because he didn't meet me before. Today, I will let him die here."

"A mere karate junior, dare to run rampant in China? Teach him to be a man today!"

"..."

Hear the impassioned speeches of the crowd.

Yan Mengtang was very pleased, "It's certainly good that you have such confidence. But I still have to remind you, this person should not be underestimated, and you must not take it lightly."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

As Yan Mengtang said, his eyes swept over the younger generation standing in the back row.

"Duan Jiangliu is only twenty-three years old this year, and belongs to the younger generation. It is naturally inconvenient for those of us who are seniors to make a move. It is up to you today. Do you have confidence?"

Those younger generations suddenly felt a little guilty.

Sparse answer: "Yes..."

Yan Mengtang's face darkened, and he immediately raised his voice, "Are you confident?"

At this time, a young man in his twenties replied loudly: "Have confidence!"

Yan Mengtang glanced at him appreciatively, "What's your name? Whose disciple is it?"

The young man immediately replied loudly: "Sect Master Hui Yan, my name is Zhang Liang, and I am a disciple of the Sect Master Luo Jiasheng of the Eight Diagrams Sect."

At this time, an old man sitting on the sofa spoke with a smile.

"Zhang Liang is my proud disciple. Baguazhang already has a certain degree of skill. It is still easy to deal with a mere block of rivers and rivers."

Yan Mengtang nodded in satisfaction.

"Wait a while, the first battle against Duanjiangliu will be up to you. I hope you will win the battle. At that time, you will become a great hero in my Chinese martial arts world. Are you confident?"

Zhang Liang immediately became very ambitious, "Don't worry, Master Yan, I have been practicing Baguazhang for ten years, and I am just waiting for today. Today I will fight to become famous and revive my prestige in Baguazhang!"

"it is good!"

Many people in the box applauded immediately.

It seems that the victory is already in hand.

Ye Feng, who was standing in the corner, couldn't help shaking his head.

These guys are really promising.

Such a large room of people came here to deal with one person.

That's all.

The enemy has not yet appeared, and this side has started to cheer up.

If you brag, you can defeat the enemy.

Then they are really invincible.

Just when everyone in the box was excited.

Suddenly there was a burst of boiling outside.

Everyone looked back.

I saw a man in a white exercise suit coming out of the passage.

The man was tall, about 1.8 meters.

There is a kind of sturdy air on his body.

As soon as he came out, he immediately raised his **** to everyone present.

"The sick man of East Asia!"

His move immediately aroused the anger of everyone present.

This word is the untouchable pain of all Huaxia and even Huaxia people!

However, this person, at this moment, actually used such words to humiliate everyone!

"Little devil, don't be arrogant, Zhong Hai will be your burial place."

"Brothers who are fighting against him, give me some strength and beat this **** to death."

"Dare to look down on our Chinese martial arts world, let you taste the power of Chinese martial arts today."

"Fake oil, go to hell, little devil!"

"..."

Facing the wrath of everyone present.

Duanjiangliu's expression became more and more excited.

A beautiful somersault, jumped onto the ring.

Then he hit his chest twice hard.

His eyes were full of disdain.

Inside the box.

Yan Mengtang got up and patted Zhang Liang on the shoulder, "Go, show off for me in the Chinese martial arts world!"

Zhang Liang clasped his fists at the seniors present, turned around and walked out.

When the audience saw the people from the Huaxia Wushu world coming out.

Immediately there was a flood of cheers.

Zhang Liang enjoyed the attention of the public very much.

He waved to everyone present.

Then he jumped onto the stage.

Walked to the opposite side of the Duanjiang River.

"Duanjiangliu, today you will die by my hands."

Duanjiangliu shook his head and made a "cracking" sound.

"I forgot that you are the first trash to say this to me. I have already destroyed the previous ones, and you are no exception."

He spoke broken Chinese.

But the disdain in his tone didn't diminish in the slightest.

Zhang Liang raised his head and laughed loudly, "That's because you didn't meet me, remember, Zhang Liang is the one who killed you!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards Duanjiangliu.

Duanjiangliu didn't seem to react, and stood there without any movement.

The distance between the two was very close.

Zhang Liang's attack was very fast again.

In the blink of an eye, it was already close in front of us.

"Go to hell!"

Zhang Liang roared.

The fist was like a heavy hammer, and it was suddenly drawn towards the side of Duan Jiangliu's face.

until then.

Duanjiangliu reacted.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The right hand sticks out like a ghost.

The second hair came first, blocking the left cheek.

Zhang Liang's punch was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it stopped abruptly.

He was startled, and was about to change his tactics immediately.

But Duanjiangliu didn't give him a chance.

Turn the palm into a claw.

Grab his fist.

Then pull hard.

"Crack..."

From Zhang Liang's wrist, there was a tooth-piercing sound of bones breaking.

Not waiting for him to scream.

Duanjiangliu's left leg had already kicked him in the crook of the leg.

"Plop!"

Zhang Liang immediately knelt down on his knees.

Heart terrified.

Just about to get up and retreat.

But it was still a step too late.

Duan Jiangliu hit his chin heavily with a powerful knee strike.

Zhang Liang's jaw shattered immediately, and blood foam flew everywhere.

Passed out on the ring.

Duan Jiangliu stepped on his body, looking down on the audience.

The whole process takes less than three seconds.

Many people haven't reacted yet.

The battle is over.

For a time, the entire underground boxing arena.

Quiet and a little weird.

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