Romance of Dragons and Snakes

Seeing that Tang Zichen wanted to take the place of her to meet her, Wang Chao immediately got a glimpse of the glory. [Urban * Literature ww]

Naturally, with his eyesight, it is definitely not an easy task to take over the forces of Nanyang Tangmen this time. Zhao Guangrong knows that it is a very difficult role without having to look at it. What's more, there is a river beside him who doesn't know why.

Wang Chao knew that although Jiang Hai was a defeated player of his own, he had been defeated without even pulling out his sword since he competed with him. The inheritance of the Wudang Jiugong Sword "Turtle Snake Sword" was also taken away, which was cited as a shame. As a result, he lost his salary in the world and practiced martial arts and martial arts for two years. He was determined to take revenge, and joined Wu Wenhui's military organization. It was an important piece for the other side.

But after he left the organization, he repeatedly rejected Wu Wenhui ’s Zhao An. In Singapore, he was almost angry and almost killed him. Such hatred may have been included in the list of must-have.

Wu Wenhui ’s military organization knows that he has the deepest details. He and Tang Zichen have made troubles in Indonesia. No matter how they pretend, they ca n’t hide their intentions.

So Jiang Hai suddenly appeared this time, and Wang Chao choked in his heart, secretly raising a little vigilance.

His eyes quickly glanced beside Jiang Hai, a group of people brought by Zhao Guangrong, and found that although these were all strong and sturdy, high-quality fighters, there was a hint of wildness in the taste However, it is not the kind of loyal, serious, and non-smelling taste that the regular army of the PLA has trained and trained.

"These people were born and bred from the Nanyang Chinese, Jiang Hai came this time. There were no domestic soldiers around. It seemed like they were coming alone."

Wang Chao has also been in the PLA troops for a while, and has a deep understanding of the temperament of the talents cultivated in the army's melting pot. No matter what kind of personality, there is that kind of temperament embedded in it, even Liu Qing ’s romantic and suave, cynical prodigal warrior is in the deepest part of his character. It also often reveals the imprint of the army's melting pot.

And people who have not been trained by domestic troops, even the elite team, will not have that kind of temperament.

Although this kind of temperament is generally indistinguishable, what kind of person is Wang Chao. The spirits and spirits are all at their peak, they are all wonderful, and they can detect the existence of the essence in a subtle way. Anyone can basically see whether this person is bold, treacherous, or hiding a knife in his smile. 【~ City-Literature ~ ww】

What Wang Chao was most afraid of was the appearance of Jianghai. Intrigued by Wu Wenhui's mission, what intrigues lie in secret.

Although he was not interested in the position of the "General Scoop" of Nanyang Tangmen. But this is the hard work of Tang Zichen, no matter how to do it according to the wishes of his sister. Helping Tang Zichen is Wang Chao's long-cherished wish and heart.

Although disorganized, Wang Chao never doubted the power of the organization. Last time Wu Wenhui personally persuaded himself that he still hoped for himself, and wanted to use strong remedial work to teach his experience to change his mind. This is also an organizational strength. But I didn't expect that my six relatives wouldn't recognize him, and I wouldn't recognize anyone, but now Wu Wenhui was completely disappointed with himself. Certainly will ambush the most severe means, the most powerful force to deal with himself.

"Anyway, let's see what happens." Wang Chao's eyelids closed slightly, and then opened, throwing away many of the thoughts of the rapid rotation of his heart, and taking the five girls with Xie Li, toward the luxury carpet. Zhao Guangrong and his party arrived at the door to welcome them.

Zhao Guangrong had seen Tang Zichen long ago. The reason why he came up with such a big show this time is nothing more than a meaning, showing how much power he has among the Nanyang Tangmen, and giving this to many Tangmen veterans who were present Performance and deterrence.

This group of veterans are all rich and well-known persons among the Nanyang Chinese. Although Tangmen only has the right to speak and no decision-making power, the influence is not small when united. If they were shocked, at least when Tang Zichen announced that he was at the helm, he raised objections. These veterans would only wait and see, and would not agree with Tang Zichen.

However, when he saw Wang Chao leading people to come, Tang Zichen was motionless in the auditorium, a flash of unpleasantness flashed in his heart immediately, and the sharp light in his eyes passed by in a flash.

"Tang Zichen, although you are the master, I'm still an important helm of the Tang Dynasty in Nanyang. Even if we don't talk about this, we used to kill the enemy side by side and suffer together. Anyway, I was also your brother, In the face of this many people, you should be reasonable, and you should come out yourself, and do whatever you want. Send a kid who does n’t know where to come out. Is n’t this hitting me in public? "

Zhao Guangrong's unhappiness is indeed reasonable. ()

But he is also a very deep man, not only martial arts high-strength and advanced, but also has the strictness of the city and the depth of the sea, otherwise he will not work hard to build tens of billions of foundations. So he didn't mean the slightest on the spot.

"Master Zhao, we have been waiting for you for a long time. Please follow me in and sit down." Wang Chao greeted Zhao Guangrong at the door, smiled, and waved his hand.

Zhao Guangrong did not answer, but just took a cold look and carefully looked at Wang Chao all at once.

His eyes were sharp and bloody, and his eyes were sharp and sharp, with a sharp breath that was a hundred times sharper than the knife. This breath seems to burst out at any time, cutting people into pieces.

However, Wang Chao faced such a fierce gaze, but he didn't seem to notice it at all. His eyes were calm and the spring water bathed in the spring breeze in March was like a sunny spring. He nodded slightly to Zhao Guangrong and waved his hand.

"Well, this young man has two brushes under his hand!" Zhao Guangrong moved silently in his heart. He just had a famous look at this moment. He gathered the whole body's blood and upper brain around his eyes in a moment, making the eye wheel protrude The eyes are sharp and daunting.

This is Kung Fu's eyes and kung fu in the hands of Taizu Changquan. It seems that the Emperor Taizu is sitting in the Jin Luan Hall, overlooking the subjects of the world,

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Zhao Guangrong is the most distinguished group of people from Hongmen who are of course together with Tang Zichen, and it is not comparable to the average master boxer. His martial arts have been Jin Dan restrained, martial arts practiced to his eyes. It is not uncommon to reach the level of "witness".

The ordinary man looked at him with his eyes, and his heart collapsed immediately, and his heart was broken. Even the mentally tough and powerful martial arts practitioners looked at him. It was inevitable that his mind was shaking, he felt uncomfortable, and he was helpless, trying his best to avoid the urge to look at him. And once this happens. Losing his mind, he can knock down his opponent with one move.

The sightings in boxing martial arts shocked the enemy with their eyes, and they were extremely clever boxers with strong temperament. With just one look, the enemy is guilty.

But Wang Chao was just not taken by his gaze. There wasn't even any feeling of swaying of the gods. Obviously, it was the courage to the extreme. It can be seen that the kung fu in the hand must not be weak.

However, Zhao Guangrong did not take Wang Chao as a rival in his mind because of this. If Tang Zichen was there. He was shocked by his eyes, and then he would feel strange.

Although he did not try to find out the specific depth of Wang Chao Kungfu, Zhao Guangrong did not do too much entanglement. With his self-contained identity and martial arts, he would not give the junior color to the first meeting.

However, his self-identity does not mean that others also hold their identities. Lin Shifeng came in with a sudden cold smile: "Slow!"

Lin Shifeng's face was very bad, staring at Wang Chao, and waved his hand: "Boy, our Tangmen is a respectful place for teachers and ceremonial rules. There are no rules that don't make a circle, I don't care whether you are doing things under Zichen's hands or passing them on to her, Brother Zhao is your elder. In any case, you have to call Uncle, Master Zhao, Master Zhao, I do n’t know if Zi Chen has taught you the rules? Or are you a famous predecessor boxer master? Is the president of the National Academy of Arts a senior? "

"Well, what's going on?"

"Lin Shifeng's temper is hot, but he's soaring on the spot, and it's not without reason. This young man does have some improper words."

Lin Shifeng went viral on the spot and immediately caused some commotion around him, and there was a lot of discussion.

Indeed, whether it is the martial arts industry, or Tangmen, Hongmen and other gang organizations, all pay attention to a senior ranking. In particular, overseas Chinese have not experienced the baptism of the domestic revolution, and some traditional things remain entrenched. Lin Shifeng suddenly attacked Wang Chao on the spot, and in the eyes of some people around him, it was not deliberately provocative.

"Oh, my heart is not stable. This is a threshold. Be careful, I will help you."

Between the talks, Wang Chao's lightning shot, the "reverse monkey" in the style of Taijiquan pinched Lin Shifeng's left wrist big tendon.

Not seeing him work hard, Lin Shifeng's body suddenly fell forward, stumbled, and the small front bone of his right leg really hit the high threshold at the entrance of the auditorium.

The construction of this auditorium is in accordance with the style of an old-style ancestral hall, the threshold is close to the knee, and the color is a large Nan board.

Click! Rao Shilin, under the sudden change, tried his best to stabilize the body with a horse-step pile, but he still didn't get it right, and broke the threshold of Nannan plank into a large piece.

Suddenly, Lin Shifeng's face was blood red. He is also a man with deep boxing skills, but Wang Chao was just supported, there was no sign, and his eyes flickered, even the shadow was not clear, his wrists were caught by the other finger, and the other three With a slight push of the finger at the joint, he immediately felt that the joints of his whole body were driven by this pusher bone, and his body ran forward involuntarily.

It ’s not that his kung fu does n’t work, but that Wang Chao ’s Tai Chi punch has reached the point where he has moved his whole body. Gently touching any bone on his body, and pressing a virtual button, it will lead him to a domino joint Dominoes, jump with the collapse together. Even if he is powerful, he can't control the strength of his bones. Can only be a puppet in the other party's hands.

"You." Lin Shifeng ate this big loss, how could he stop? After Ma Bu stood firm, his waist was straight, his shoulders stretched, his spine bowed, and he sat back at the same time, pinching his hand before reaching his left waist. At the same time, at the same time, he forked a little bit on his front legs, swayed like a dragonfly, and kicked his flashing legs down like a sickle to cut wheat, hooking to Wang Chao ’s inner tummy.

In this style, the hands and feet are all together, shaking and moving, pinching the kidney above, cutting the leg below, and it is bad and poisonous. It is precisely Shaolin's intention to "handle", shaking, shaking, flashing, hooking and cutting, the connection between Jin and Jin is like a hundred centipedes, surging forward and moving in unison.

"Good style ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Sure enough, Sister Chen's acquaintances at that time, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps." Wang Chao sighed in his heart, gently pressed his left hand under his waist, in order to hold the bird's tail and work hard. With a squeeze, at the same time, with his right hand cuddling down the knee, he cut the sickle around his leg. The forefoot progressed and inserted, and it was inserted into Lin Shifeng's crotch, and the crotch collapsed forward.

Lin Shifeng was pressed one by one, and he was already unstable, his whole body was scattered, and his steps were virtual. Finally, when Wang Chao's crotch collapsed, it seemed that he twisted his fist with a spiral shape, hitting his body. It seems that the gyro was slammed by the whip, and it is about to turn around in a circle, and there is a big ugly.

After Wang Chaoyu stepped into the realm of Bu Gang, all over his body were fists, capable of cotton and steel. The crotch just now is more powerful than the Xingyiquan master who uses his fist to make a round of collapse. Even if it is a big stone grinding plate, if he eats his crotch, it will immediately spin up and down, not to mention the shelf. Has he dispersed?

At this critical moment, suddenly Lin Shifeng put a hand on his shoulder. He immediately felt that his whole body seemed to be fixed by Taishan. It was very stable. Wang Chao ’s rotation of the hips collapsed and was completely dissolved.

It turned out that Zhao Guangrong's hand rested on his shoulder and stabilized his body at once, preventing him from being a big ugly.