Chapter 1139: Dragon Boxing

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"Woo--"
The violent sound of breaking the air suddenly rang through Yehong's ears.
An empty sleeve brought a violent gust of wind into Yehong's face.
Looking at the tricky sleeve at this angle, Ye Hong was immediately annoyed.
He still held Lei Peng firmly in one hand, and slapped the other lightly on the sleeve.
"Snapped!"
The sleeve broke sharply from it, and fell into pieces scattered on the ground.
The one-armed old man, the old man named Lei Peng as Zhuang old man, looked at this scene in amazement.
He just wanted to teach Ye Hong, but he didn't respond to what happened, and his attack was cracked.
"You old man, do you know if you hit people or face?"
Ye Hong gave a glance at Zhuang Lao, and then turned back to look at Lei Peng, who was in pain and sweat.
He pressed hard again and sighed slightly: "Xiaoling kindly reminds you, why don't you listen?"
"Ahhhhhh!"
Lei Peng pained the whole person on his knees, begging for mercy: "I listen! I listen! I beg you to let go!"
"Humph! It's really untidy."
Ye Hong sent Fang Cai Lei Peng back to him intact.
With a loose hand, Lei Peng ran back to Zhuang Lao with a roll.
Not far away, the owner of the car saw Lei Peng's miserable appearance, and he immediately smiled happily, and thanked Ye Hongtou.
The rest of the tourists were also greatly relieved.
But deterred by Lei Peng's might, no one spoke.
On the other side, Lei Peng, who was back behind Zhuang Lao, angrily pushed away the twin sisters who stepped forward and greeted him warmly, pointing at Ye Hong: "Zhuang Lao! Give and beat me hard!"
Do not! Twist his hand for me! "
In the almost deformed tone, there was deep grievance and anger.
Ye Hong was so angry that he knew he wouldn't let this kid run away.
Zhuang Lao narrowed his eyes and looked at Yehong, but he couldn't see Yehong's strength from left to right.
So he had to regard Fang Cai's defeat as an accident.
"The old man is a contemporary descendant of Longmen Boxing-Zhuang Ge, the junior quick report!"
One-armed old man Zhuang Ge looked cold and looked at Ye Hong with a proud look.
"What's Longmen Humen, never heard of it!"
Ye Hong dismissed the sarcasm and then said coldly: "I hate you guys who always report a lot of names.
Can the registration number not follow the rules?
Can the registration number do whatever it wants?
Believe it or not, I quote a name that grows to make you cry? "
Ye Hong's words were not at all false, and his large list of titles was enough to drown Zhuang Ge.
But in Zhuang Ge's view, Ye Hong was playing with him.
"Yellow-haired child with sharp teeth, let the old man teach you to respect the elders!"
Zhuang Ge snorted, and his intact left hand suddenly squeezed into a fist, hitting hard at Yehong.
The fist seemed soft, but it caused a whimper from the air.
Mianzhong Zanggang, soft in the middle, this is the essence of Longmen Boxing!
The fist is awe-inspiring, so Yao Ling, who is also in this range, looks white.
Tourists who were still waiting in line were also taken aback and hurriedly fled the area.
But this mighty fist, in Ye Hong's eyes, was as ridiculous as a baby rushing over with his fist raised.
After all, Zhuang Ge is just an ancient warrior, and Ye Hong has long been an ancient warrior!
The gap between the two is destined to be a battle that is about to end.
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