Peerless prodigal system

Chapter 369

Following Duan Xiaoming's order, the eight bodyguards rushed over together.

The box is a luxury box, so the space is large enough.

Every bodyguard wanted to fight for the top spot, so they rushed over like a pack of hungry wolves.

The moment they were about to approach Wu Liang, they saw Wu Liang immediately twist his body, stretch his arms, and punched out together.

Bang!

He punched a bodyguard in the chest and fell directly.

Bang!

Another punch hit a bodyguard in the abdomen, and the bodyguard fell to the side clutching his abdomen tightly.

Next, Wu Liang's punching speed was very fast, and a set of Bajiquan was swayed by him with full force.

Wen has Tai Chi to secure the world, Wu has Baji to determine the universe, and it is definitely not a bragging.

This set of boxing techniques performed by Wu Liang is not a martial arts performance, but real kung fu, which is a combination of actual combat skills, so it is very strong, punching to the flesh, and very practical.

Bajiquan was used to defend against foreign enemies in ancient times, but now it is a time of peace, the truly lethal Bajiquan has been modified many times by people, and it has become the boxing method used for martial arts performances and competitions today.

In fact, the Bajiquan owned by Wu Liang is different from the Bajiquan that is widely spread today. One is for killing enemies, and the other is for performance. Of course, they are different.

Wu Liang made three strikes, five cuts and two cuts. Without much effort, he knocked down all the eight bodyguards brought by Duan Xiaoming, and let them all fall to the ground, unable to get up, and unable to fight back.

At this moment, Duan Xiaoming's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he was beyond shocked.

He never expected that Wu Liang would so easily put down all the eight bodyguards who regarded him as a fighting singer.

"You! How is this possible! Didn't you say that you only know a few kung fu?" Duan Xiaoming frowned, his face serious.

"That's right, I really only know a few moves, but just a few moves can easily bring down your bodyguards." Wu Liang sneered.

Duan Xiaoming's face became extremely ugly, and he looked flustered, even his legs were trembling.

"Next, it's your turn!" Wu Liang smiled slightly, but his eyes were sharp.

"Wu Liang! You! What do you want to do! You should consider the consequences before you attack me!" Duan Xiaoming shouted in panic.

"Consequences? I still need to consider the consequences if I hit you? I can hit you if I want!"

After Wu Liang finished speaking, he threw Duan Xiaoming over his shoulder and slammed Duan Xiaoming to the ground.

Duan Xiaoming yelled in pain, his shit was about to fall out.

It's just a fall, how can it work, let Duan Xiaoming experience the feeling of being trampled on the face.

Subsequently.

slap!

Wu Liang stretched out one foot, and stepped on Duan Xiaoming's face fiercely.

Wu Liang was wearing leather shoes. If he stepped on it, Duan Xiaoming would definitely have a scar on his face, and it was in the shape of a shoe print.

Duan Xiaoming screamed in pain, like a pig being slaughtered, resounding throughout the luxury box.

This guy was in so much pain that tears came out, his feet kicked wildly, and he hugged Wu Liang's feet with both hands, trying to move them away.

However, Duan Xiaoming couldn't shake Wu Liang's feet at all. In front of Wu Liang, Duan Xiaoming's strength was as weak as cotton.

"You said just now that you were going to step on my face hard. You reminded me that this is the first time I've stepped on someone else's face. It's quite interesting." Wu Liang smiled easily.

And Chen Shichao, who was at the side, was so frightened that he got under the dining table. He was glad that it wasn't him who was stepped on by Wu Liang. Comedians.

Duan Xiaoming, who was trampled on the face, couldn't care less about other things, the burning pain on his face was enough for him.

"Duan Xiaoming, does it feel good to be trampled on the face?" Wu Liang asked.

Duan Xiaoming gritted his teeth and scolded: "Fucking hell, you wait for me, I, Duan Xiaoming, are at odds with you!"

"Oh? Really?" Wu Liang said: "Since you hate me so much, then I must not be merciful. I might as well give you a eunuch Dangdang."

Duan Xiaoming was scared out of his wits by Wu Liang's intimidation.

He knows what it means to give a eunuch. A man without that thing is living in vain.

Duan Xiaoming was flustered, damn it, if that thing is trampled, it will not only be as simple as not being a man, but it will be fatal!

Duan Xiaoming, who was about to piss in fear, couldn't care about this old face, so he quickly changed his attitude and begged Wu Liang for mercy: "Brother Liang, brother Liang, please let me go, I know I'm wrong, I really know I'm wrong , Brother Liang, please let me go, please let me go."

Duan Xiaoming, who was still stubborn before, was completely frightened, and begged Wu Liang for mercy.

"Don't call me good brother, call me good father."

Wu Liang's foot that stepped on Duan Xiaoming's face did not move away, it was still tightly attached to Duan Xiaoming's face.

Don't blame him for being cruel, just blame Duan Xiaoming for being too cheap, you can't be merciful to someone like Duan Xiaoming.

And Duan Xiaoming was also caught in a dilemma.

Duan Xiaoming was really speechless when he knelt down and called Wu Liang Dad last time, but this time he wanted to call Wu Liang Dad again.

Haven't gotten out of the shadow of last time, but will repeat the same mistakes again, Duan Xiaoming's mentality will collapse and explode!

"Why? Disagree? Time waits for no one. If you go on like this, you won't be a man anymore. Even if you are the richest man in the world, so what, can you still be a man without that thing?" Wu Liang threatened Duan Xiaoming again.

Duan Xiaoming became more and more flustered, he was so frightened that shit came out, he shouted tremblingly: "Good father, good father!"

"Go away, I don't have a silly son like you!" Wu Liang sneered, then kicked Duan Xiaoming away.

Duan Xiaoming was kicked in the abdomen by Wu Liang's call, and rolled directly from one end of the box to the other, and didn't stop until he hit the wall.

Duan Xiaoming hated Wu Liang immensely in his heart, but he could only curse secretly in his heart. Now he didn't dare to scold in person, and could only lie on the floor and pretend to be dead like a grandson.

Wu Liang glanced at Duan Xiaoming who was lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious, and said to Li Muzhi, "Li Muzhi, Duan Xiaoming is dead, we will put him in a sack later, and then drive him into the river to feed the fish."

This is also a sentence intended to scare Duan Xiaoming, who did not expect Duan Xiaoming to be frightened again, and panicked inside.

Be good, Wu Liang is playing hard when riding a horse, this is the rhythm at the bottom of the river of sinking corpses!

No, no, I have to wake up quickly, wake up quickly.

Duan Xiaoming decided not to pretend to be dead anymore, he slowly opened his eyes, took a peek at Wu Liang, and then whispered in his mouth: "Ah! It hurts, I'm alive again, I'm alive again, look at me really alive."

Wu Liang looked at Duan Xiaoming, an opponent who was overwhelmed, and said coldly: "Okay, stop pretending, with your acting skills, you are only qualified to be a group performer."