Hong Kong General: I have a lot of vests

With a loud bang and a shout of "Ji Ni is so beautiful", Huang Xiao used the Kun Fist Iron Mountain to knock He Shichang flying.

After wearing the Aikun suit, Huang Xiao's normal attack is equivalent to the previous "Secret of Kun Fist". Even the iron gate of Lin Guoyun's house could not withstand it, let alone He Shichang's mortal body.

With a loud crack, He Shichang was pushed out five or six meters, hit the wall hard, and slowly slid down.

Puff puff puff～～

His bones were broken and he was vomiting blood!

The uncles opened their eyes wide and looked at this scene in disbelief.

"Zhao Ruilong" looks like a sissy, but I didn't expect him to be so brutal when he fights.

The well-informed Uncle Han recognized it at a glance. This move is exactly the signature move of the whole-life Mengtan Xiaosha brother:

"Zhao Ruilong, what is your relationship with Huang Xiao?"

Huang Xiao ignored this old man, Wang Fengyi explained:

"Young Master Long is the founding disciple of Superintendent Huang Xiao"

"The contemporary successor of Kunquan's unique martial arts!"

"My skills are not inferior to Brother Xiaosa!"

Uncle Han was shocked. He didn't expect that Zhao Ruilong had such an identity?

Then, wouldn’t Quanxing Society’s drug trafficking business be stillborn?

"Cough cough cough~~"

He Shichang climbed up, spat out some internal organs, and cursed at the man in white robe:

"Are you pigs? You saw me getting beaten, but you didn't do anything?"

"Mr. Park sent you to help me, not to make you dumb!"

"Go!"

The two men in white robes nodded slightly and walked towards Huang Xiao, tiptoeing slowly, as if dancing, or perhaps doing boxing moves.

Huang Xiao thought for a moment and recalled a short video he had seen in his previous life:

Push your hips, wave your hands, stand on tiptoe, and kick your legs.

Isn’t this the Hwarangdo of South Korea?

"Pen sampler! (Korean, hit someone)"

"Wall-cultivating device!"

Two men in white robes flew over from the left and right and kicked Huang Xiao, but he didn't move.

"Hehehehe~"

"You have such a small skill, but you dare to do the same thing!"

"Take my Old Kun Eagle Kick!"

With two whoosh sounds, the golden Chelsea was as fast as lightning, and Brother Xiaosha's big feet arrived first from behind and hit the crotch of the two men in white robes.

Thump~

Thump~

The two men in white robes turned two and a half times in the air and stood steadily on the conference table.

"Hmm? Something's wrong?"

Friends who often have testicular pain know that the crotch is a man’s biggest weakness.

The two men in white robes landed safely on the ground and showed no signs of pain at all, which was really unusual.

"No! My feet just now were too hard!"

"They have no guns, no balls, nothing!"

"Not a woman either!"

Before Huang Xiao could figure it out, two men in white robes attacked again.

"Xiaokun, eat rice!"

"Iron Mountain Damn!"

"Lazy Kun roll around!"

Huang Xiao fought one against two. The uncles quietly left the meeting room and hid at the door, sticking out their old heads.

Wang Fengyi was fearless and encouraged others in the meeting room alone:

"Honey! That's wonderful!"

"Honey! So handsome!"

"Honey! Cheer up!"

Uncle Han saw his niece was acting silly, so he quickly pulled her out.

"Shh~ Don't disturb Young Master Long"

"Oh oh oh"

Uncle Han is considered an old hand in this field, and he has never seen such strange kung fu.

Zhao Ruilong's Kun Quan is fine, the people of Hong Kong Island all know it, it is Brother Xiaosha's exclusive secret, and it often appears on TV.

The weird thing is that the two men in white robes didn't cry out in pain and didn't seem to be getting tired. One of them had his arm twisted into a knot, but they were still fighting.

"Is Park Seung-ri a Taoist priest from Mount Mao? Are these two people in white robes zombies?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"There are no ghosts in this world!"

Uncle Han shook his head, shaking off his wild thoughts, and suddenly it occurred to him that the big boss behind He Shichang was able to train such a terrifying master, and Zhao Ruilong was the apprentice of Brother Xiaosha. There was no need to say much about Brother Xiaosha's cruelty. It would be difficult for an old man like him to find a way to survive if he was caught in the middle.

Uncle Han turned his gaze to his eldest niece Wang Fengyi. The little girl had now grown into a peerless beauty.

Wang Fengyi still clenched her fists to cheer and encourage.

"beat!"

"Kill the little stick!"

"Honey! Come on!"

He Shichang was breathing heavily and felt pain all over his body.

"I can't die!"

"I haven't become the second generation of Crippled Ho yet!"

"I haven't played with Wang Fengyi yet! I want to tie her up and play with her! I want to whip her with a belt!"

With a gulp, He Shichang swallowed a handful of bath salts. His eyes quickly turned red, he breathed heavily through his nostrils, his face flushed abnormally, and veins bulged on his neck, as if he had eaten a kilogram of Viagra.

"Zhao Ruilong! Wang Fengyi! You two bastards!"

Bang bang bang bang~

He Shichang launched a sneak attack without any moral principles. He took out a K5 pistol and emptied the magazine at Huang Xiao.

Huang Xiao quickly picked up a man in white robe as a meat shield. After a few "pop" sounds, the man in white robe was shot several times and his back was covered in blood.

"Go away!"

With a thud, Huang Xiao threw the shot man in white robe, hitting He Shichang right in the face.

"Kun Fist? Kun Dance for Nine Heavens!"

With a "crack", the golden Chelsea kicked the other man in white robe heavily on the neck, and his head turned 180 degrees, and it was obvious that he was dead.

"Ji Li Gu La Smida!!!"

I don’t know what this unlucky guy said, but he took off the white mask on his face, revealing a scarred face.

Huang Xiao took a closer look and suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

What kind of face is this?

The nose was cut off, revealing two holes for breathing.

His lips were cut off, revealing a mouthful of rotten, shit-yellow teeth.

The ears appear jagged, as if they had been gnawed by an animal.

"Smecta!!!"

The man in white robe pulled a incendiary bomb and rushed towards Huang Xiao while shouting, trying to die together!

Huang Xiao saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly used the trick of Xiao Kun Run and fled the meeting room like lightning, pushing Wang Fengyi's cute little head away and slamming the door shut.

Then, there was a loud bang, and the man in white robe in the door burned himself to death.

There were no wailing or screaming, only the faint sound of chanting.

Huang Xiao let out a long sigh:

"Damn! What a psychopath!"

"If we can't win, then we'll both die together?"

"No one in the Immortal Realm is this crazy"

"Where did He Shichang find the brain retard?"

A faint smell of meat wafted over, and everyone outside the door knew it was the smell of roasted human flesh. The uncles looked at each other, and Uncle Han said something mean:

"Niece, shall we go have a barbecue tonight?"

Wang Fengyi vomited with a vomiting sound.

Wow~~

There was the sound of running water in the conference room.

Quanxing Shetuo is located in a high-end office building in Kowloon, and the automatic sprinkler fire protection system it is equipped with has worked.

The burning stick gradually went out.

"Cough cough cough~~"

Wang Fengyi's little face turned red, and Huang Xiao kindly patted her back. The touch was nice. She looked thin, but felt plump to the touch.

Uncle Han, who was watching from the side, took note of it, and was thinking about how to seduce the young couple and get them to convince Brother Xiaosha to act as a protective umbrella for Quanxing Society.

Huang Xiao couldn't read minds, so of course he didn't know that these old men were daydreaming.

bang bang bang~~

"Open the door, He Shichang, are you dead? Open the door for me!"

While knocking on the door, Huang Xiao recalled the romantic days he had in South Korea in his previous life.