152. The Fledgling Zuo Songxing
152. The Fledgling Zuo Songxing
Qimeng is good at it.
Although she is a woman, it is no problem to fight five or six dwarf mules by herself.
But in front of Zhang Yaozong, it was all a decoration.
AK points to the forehead, come on, show me whether the gun is fast or slow within one step?
As an undercover agent, or an undercover agent of an association, Qimeng is also a fierce woman, how could she be willing to be rushed! At least she must take the leading position!!
Zhang Yaozong just didn't satisfy her humble desire and rode wild horses all night.
Originally, Qimeng wanted to take advantage of the sage Zhang Yaozong's time to give him a bloody counterattack, but in the end she passed out and passed out without waiting for the sage's time.
at noon the next day,
Zhang Yaozong woke up to the sound of the waves.
The people around him had disappeared, leaving a blood on the bed sheet, but the counter-kill was not completed.
I got up and washed again, drank Chinese medicine, and started to practice fighting at the beach again.
Halfway through the practice, Zhang Yaozong suddenly saw Hai drew a person on the beach from the corner of his eye.
Looking over, isn't this Zuo Songxing?
This bad guy didn't know how long he had been soaking in the sea, his body was swollen. When he stretched out his hand and pressed it, bad guy spit out a stream of 30 fountains from his mouth.
Zhang Yaozong is somewhat enigmatic.
This guy is not in the car Curry is staying, how did he run into the sea?
want to escape?
Or did Qi Meng not kill me, but threw it into the sea to vent her anger?
Checked for a pulse.
Zhang Yaozong breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, this bad boy is not dead yet.
I pressed his chest again, and every time I spit out a mouthful of water, I don't know how much sea water he drank into it.
As we all know, Brother Yao is an expert in medical skills. Although he has no medical qualification certificate, he successfully rescued Peng, the killer in Jianpuzhai, and rescued the little Jew who was knocked unconscious by the breath of money.
So it is not easy to save Zuo Songxing.
Zhang Yaozong lifted Zuo Songxing's swollen body, and when he was about to go limp, he used a set of combos to strike him.
Left uppercut, right uppercut, fuel-efficient heel, Lushan Shenglongba, Tianma Meteor Fist!
When the last move of Lushan Bailongba was about to strike, Zuo Songxing wrapped his hands around Zhang Yaozong's fist, kneeling on the ground with his legs plopping,
"Boss, stop beating. Didn't you see that the water was all vomited, did you start to vomit blood?"
Zhang Yaozong saw it, and it was true.
This bad guy caught up with blood on his clothes.
"I'm sorry, I had a great time playing, such a suitable sandbag, I confiscated it for a while."
"However, my treatment method is still effective. You see, I successfully pulled you back from the gate of hell with a set of combos."
"Shanzi, don't be so grateful to me. Be careful of your knees getting wet after kneeling for so long."
Zuo Songxing scolded his mother in his heart, with a painful look on his face.
"Boss, I don't want to kneel, but I can't stand up, do you think there is something wrong with my leg?"
A professional medical expert gave professional advice, "It is possible. From my professional point of view, this kind of situation should be amputated immediately, otherwise the disease will easily spread throughout the body. Shuaizi, I have a mature medical plan. Do you want to listen to it?" a bit."
Zuo Songxing stood up in shock.
Damn, you are still ruthless.
I want you to carry me back for a while, but you are going to amputate my limbs!!
"Hey!! I'm healed!! Thank you doctor, you are such a miracle doctor, I will definitely set up a longevity tablet for you when I go back."
Zuo Songxing hugged Zhang Yaozong's hand and thanked him exaggeratedly.
Zhang Yaozong said modestly.
: "No, the doctor is kind. This set of words is a relatively advanced medical technique I have mastered, and it is not worse than the boxing treatment I just had."
Dragging Zuo Songxing across the street and back to the villa.
This poor boy confessed.
He really wanted to escape, and he also wanted to swim directly from the sea back to the mainland, planning to run away overnight with his family.
As for the third uncle, black-faced Cai, he can't keep his own life and the lives of his family members, so what else can he care about!
At worst, go back and write a letter to tell him to escape quickly.
It's a pity that he overestimated his swimming skills, and he was dying before swimming out a mile. If the waves hadn't washed him back, he would have been buried in the belly of a fish long ago.
Zhang Yaozong sat at the dining table eating breakfast, Zuo Songxing knelt on the ground and cried exaggeratedly, hugging Zhang Yaozong's leg, with snot and tears.
"Boss, just let me go! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a son who weighs three hundred catties to raise. I'm so pitiful, woo woo woo~!" Zuo Songxing was about to use Zhang Yaozong Wiping tears with his trouser legs, Zhang Yaozong suddenly spoke.
"If you dare to wipe your nose with my trouser legs, I will chop off your five limbs, throw them into the sea, and let you feed them to the sharks.
Zuo Songxing froze, laughed awkwardly, and drew a distance back.
This street-fighting skill has changed, his marksmanship is terrifying, and what's even more bizarre is that he can't even find where the opponent's gun is hidden!
Wanting to escape from this Pu Jie, Zuo Songxing is not sure at all.
After eating, Zhang Yaozong stretched his muscles and bones, and then said to Zuo Song Xing who was still carefully waiting on the side.
"I heard that you are the champion of Eastern Guangdong boxing? Come, let's practice."
Zuo Songxing waved his hands again and again, "Don't dare, dare not, it's all because of others, there is absolutely no such thing."
Zhang Yaozong didn't listen to him and punched him.
Zuo Songxing escaped in danger, feeling extremely terrified in his heart.
Such a fast speed, even though they were already prepared | they were almost hit.
How did this Pujie practice, how did 837 move so nimbly and so fast!!
Zhang Yaozong didn't give him a chance to explore, punch after punch, the wind whistling.
Zuo Songxing could barely dodge at first, but later Zhang Yaozong's punches became faster and faster, and he couldn't dodge at all.
He was hit three or four times in a row, each time it was like being hit by a heavy hammer, the strength made him feel chilled.
"Hey boss, stop hitting, hit me again and fight back!"
Zuo Songxing got a little dizzy after only being hit four times, and felt that he could not hold on anymore, so he yelled loudly.
Seeing that Zhang Yaozong hadn't stopped yet, he gritted his teeth and counterattacked. Since he couldn't defend, he used attack instead of defense.
Then I was beaten even worse~!
In just a few minutes, Zuo Songxing lay on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. This was the result of Zhang Yaozong releasing the water, otherwise Sheng Songxing would have been beaten to death on the spot with a punch.
Zhang Yaozong moved his body a bit, and he felt much more comfortable.
Zuo Songxing's skill Zhang Yaozong already knows,
With his skill, he can hit about 20 short mules with bare hands. If he has cold weapons, he can hit seven or eight.
This is Zhang Yaozong the most capable player he has ever met so far.
Picking up the mineral water and taking a sip, Zhang Yaozong said to Zuo Songxing who was lying on the side.
"Don't pretend to be dead, get up and tell me about your supernatural powers."
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