Chapter 267: too weak

Xiao Teng, the reason why Cao Jingru and others are so afraid, is not only because Xiao Teng itself is the strength of Master Neijia, but more importantly, the meaning of this master.
A master Neijia must have many apprentices under his door, and these apprentices are a force of terror.
During the Republic of China, the North and South Martial Arts Pavilion prevailed, and the status of these Martial Arts Pavilion Masters was more than that of some gangs. The Jianghu gangs did not dare to easily provoke the Martial Arts Museum because of the large number of martial artists.
The Jianghu gangs were first formed by a group of bottom-level people helping each other to make a living. It is not good to say that these gangs rely on a large number of people, and their fighting ability cannot be compared with the warriors.
At that time, for the gang gangsters, their favorite was the disciples who came out of the martial arts hall, because these people can fight, and these people who can fight are extremely high in the gang, this is the red flower double The stick said.
In the past, some gangs adopted some children and sent them to the martial arts halls. After learning martial arts, they returned to the gangs to expand their territory.
There are no fewer than 100 disciples who worship under his door, like Xiao Teng masters. These disciples returned to their respective gangs and became middle or even higher in the gangs. The connections are extremely terrifying and no gang is willing to offend.
What's more, the strength of a Neijia boxing master is already terrifying.
Normally, a master of Lianjiaquan can easily deal with three or four big men, while a master of Neijiaquan has no problem with seven or eight.
As for Master Neijia, it is no longer possible to deal with by the number of people, unless weapons such as firearms are used.
And even if it is a firearm, it must be guarded first, otherwise there will be no chance to pull the gun until the master Neijia fist comes close.
"Old Xiao, what do you mean?"
Cao Jingru looked at the four apprentices of Xiao Teng, these four were all famous masters in the rivers and lakes.
"What do you mean, Cao Jingru, don't you understand? Originally, Xiao Lao still wanted to peacefully reorganize the Tsing Yi Door with his father, but since you are so ignorant, then let your Cao family disappear directly."
Wang Zhentian laughed loudly, as long as he killed Cao Jingru and the people in front of him, then he could enter the Tsing Yi door. Even if the Tsing Yi door was still unconvincing, it was directly suppressed.
"Miss, you withdraw first."
The old man behind Cao Jingru was in front of him, and the same was true of Mo Xie et al., who took care of Cao Jingru, Fang Ming and Han Qiaoqiao.
"Go, no one of you can go."
Xiao Teng looked at the old man, "It's not bad to be able to cultivate Neijia boxing to this level from the birth of Noriko, but you can't take my three strokes."
"Seven Uncle, you protect Qiao Qiao to leave first."
Cao Jingru knew that Qi Shu was not Xiao Teng's opponent, and Han Qiaoqiao's expression at this time also became nervous. Although she said that she was full of resentment against her mother in the heart, the blood was thicker than water.
Seven Uncle smiled bitterly, how could the other party let him leave. This time it was clearly a bureau designed by Qinglong Gang and Xiao Teng, who wanted to get rid of their Tsing Yimen seniors loyal to Cao family in one fell swoop.
"Dad, Cao Jingru's daughter is left to me."
Wang Zhentian's days looked at Han Qiaoqiao with evil eyes. If such a beautiful woman dies without letting herself try it, wouldn't it be too wasteful.
Uh.
Mo XIII didn't say anything. He drew a Tang sword from behind. By this time, there was only one battle. Unless he died, otherwise those people wouldn't want to approach the gatekeeper.
"Do it yourself."
Xiao Teng waved his big hand, and his four apprentices walked towards this side, and one of them held up the double hook to meet Mo XIII.
Mo XIII also greeted him with the Tang Sword. The two sides fought against each other. Mo XIII stepped back a few steps. Obviously, the other party was above him.
Mo Thirteen practiced foreign martial arts, relying on the skills at the time of exertion to achieve an instant burst, and Neijia fist is just the opposite, relying on the internal force practiced in the body.
In just a few rounds, Mo XIII fell. If it weren't for his lifeless play, I'm afraid it would be defeated, but even if it's based on the lifeless play, I'm afraid it won't last long.
What's more, the other party is only one of Xiao Teng's apprentices, and there are also three apprentices of Xiao Teng and the master of the inner family boxing, Xiao Teng. Despair is lingering in the heart of Tsing Yi Gate.
At the moment, Cao Jingru also has a regretful look on her face. If she knows that Xiao Teng has colluded with the Qinglong Gang, she will definitely not let Mo Xie go to take over Qiao Qiao and Fang Ming.
Xiao Teng came in the name of a door-to-door relative, and she refused to directly refuse Xiao Teng, so she let Xiao Teng know that her daughter already had a boyfriend.
It's not that I didn't give Xiao Lao your face, it really is no coincidence that my daughter is already famous.
This was Cao Jingru's original plan, and the reason why she had no precautions was because she didn't think that the Qinglong Gang was qualified to ask a Neijia master to help them deal with Qingyimen.
"Qiao Qiao, Fang Ming, this time was my mistake. The two of you will go now. If you leave, you will be far away from the demon. Qiao Qiao, don't you appear on the screen again."
Cao Jingru looked at Han Qiaoqiao and Fang Ming with dissolute words. She knew that Wang Zhentian could not let her live, so she could only bet that her daughter could escape.
If her daughter escapes by chance, she can no longer appear in the public eye, because the Qinglong Gang will definitely be eradicated. There are many ways for a gang to assassinate a person, even if that person is a big star.
"Go? Aunt Cao, why should we go."
Fang Ming smiled slightly, stood up, looked at Mo XIII's side, and then said to a Tsing Yi door disciple behind him, "Brother, you can borrow this dagger from me."
The disciple at Tsing Yi Gate had not yet reacted, and the dagger he was holding was already in Fang Ming's hands.
After glancing at the dagger in his hand, the smile on Fang Ming's face disappeared. At the next moment, the dagger took off. Everyone didn't see the movement in his hand. Nine heard a throbbing cry from Mo XIII. sound.
The dagger penetrated into the arm of the middle-aged man who was playing against Mo XIII. The middle-aged man took pain and hung down the right hand holding the double hook.
Mo XIII, who was fighting a middle-aged man, also saw the dagger, but he did not think so much right now. He directly struck off the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's complexion suddenly turned sideways to avoid, although he avoided the front , But the left arm was left.
Mo XIII's long knife was cut directly on his arm, the entire right arm was cut off, and blood was sprayed directly on the wound.
"Brother!"
"Brother Three."
Xiao Teng's three other apprentices screamed and came forward to rescue quickly. Mo XIII showed regret on his face, but he also knew that it was impossible to kill his opponent. He lifted the knife back.
Others on the scene were shocked by the sudden accident.
Who is that dagger? When did it shoot out?
It can be said that there were only three people at the scene who saw Fang Ming borrowing the dagger, Han Qiaoqiao and Cao Jingru, and the other was the original owner of the dagger.
Cao Jingru had a bright light in her eyes, because she suddenly thought of what the seven uncles said, and behind Fang Ming stood an extremely terrifying strong man.
"Who, who just attacked my younger brother? What is the means of sneak attack? I have the ability to come out and fight with me."
Xiao Teng's two foreign students and three apprentices glared at the audience. Fang Ming clapped his hands, and then walked directly towards Xiao Teng's three apprentices.
When Fang Ming moved, everyone's eyes were on him, and they all understood that it was him who shot previously.
"I did it, now I stand up, how do you fight me?"
Hearing Fang Ming’s words, Mo XIII still had doubts in his eyes. He didn’t have to deal with Fang Ming, but the opponent gave him the feeling that ordinary people with a little more flexibility were able to shoot that kind of force. A knife?
A sharp shot into the arm of another person, this kind of strength is absolutely necessary to practice hard for a long time to be able to achieve.
Xiao Teng's face was gloomy, because even he didn't see the trajectory of the dagger just now, but he didn't care. The three apprentices were the close disciples he cultivated with care.
"I'll invalidate you first."
One of them was directly slamming towards Fang Ming with a burst of applause. This palm has a strength of no less than 500 kg and is extremely fast.
Wang Zhentian and others showed a playful look on their faces. They waited to see Fang Ming's miserable appearance of the bones being cut by this palm, and on the Tsing Yi door, Mo XIII was going to help, but he had not waited for him to raise the knife. Before, I saw that the palm of the middle-aged man was caught by Fang Ming, and then, the sound of bone fracture reached everyone's ears.
"too weak."
Fang Ming sighed slightly and flicked his right hand. The middle-aged man flew out directly. The other hand's palm was already scrapped by him.
"How is this possible!"
The faces of Wang Zhentian and others showed shock. If they said that they were acceptable because of the sneak attack, but now it is a hard fight, the apprentice of Xiao Lao was abolished even if no one took it. This result Beyond their expectations.
"kill!"
Xiao Teng's remaining two apprentices glanced at each other, and both shot at the same time, one leg swept underneath the lower Ming, and one pair of fists waved toward Fang Ming's chest.
Fang Ming's face was ridiculous, and he did not care about the following, and directly hit the opponent's fist with a punch.
Click.
When the fists collided, the other party's face appeared horrified, because at the moment of the collision, his double fists were like being hit by a heavy iron plate, and the terrifying counterforce directly shattered his phalanx.
While another left leg swept China Fang Ming's right leg, there was still a color of rejoicing on the face at first, but the color of rejoicing had not changed for a second before it turned into a color of pain.
The sound of breaking his bones made him desperate, and the next moment a foot stepped directly on his knee, click, the pain of the huge bone displacement made him faint.
The whole scene was silent, and even Xiao Teng stood up from the chair in shock.
Only Fang Ming shook his head there and sighed: "Too weak."