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When Shi Xisheng got out of the car, he felt that the air on this road was very turbid. On the cold streets, there was a moist feeling in the air. The taxi behind him was shaking violently. Chen Yang deliberately did not close the door so that the violently shaking taxi would attract other people's attention.
The reason why he was shaking was because the killer driver was twitching violently. His meridian acupuncture points were sealed by Chen Yang, so that his whole body was twitching violently at this moment. He was tall and heavy, and he was shaking. When I got up, the inertia of my whole body caused the whole car to shake violently.
Chen Yang walked to the edge of the street corner. At this moment, almost all the eyes of the people on the street were focused on him, not only because of the reason why he got out of the taxi, but more importantly, at this moment Chen Yang was holding a pistol in his hand.
He took out his phone and tried to dial a number, but found that he couldn't get through at all.
What the hell is it that the phone can¡¯t make calls at all? ?
Pedestrians on the road were avoiding Chen Yang like the plague, all because of the pistol in his hand.
At this time, a siren suddenly sounded at the end of the road. Turning around, a police car had parked on the street, and their eyes had been locked on Chen Yang.
Without any explanation, Chen Yang immediately took off his coat, wiped his fingerprints off the gun, then threw it into a trash can, and then ran towards the other side of the road with rapid strides.
"Stop!"
There was a voice behind him trying to stop his steps, but Chen Yang would stop. He almost used up all his strength to run. He walked through the streets and alleys, and the wind was blowing under his feet.
Chen Yang didn¡¯t even look back at all, but just by the sense of oppression coming from behind, Chen Yang knew that it was not just the two police officers who happened to be at the scene, but also someone else was chasing him.
Soon, Chen Yang turned around and fled into a small alley. The road here was extremely narrow and could only accommodate three people side by side. There are dense antennas overhead, dividing the sky above the alley one by one. The sounds of mahjong collisions and quarrels can often be heard.
This was originally an alley full of human fireworks, but at this moment it was full of murderous intent.
Chen Yang stopped. He was basically sure that the policeman behind him had been thrown away, but this alley seemed to have become a new obstacle that was difficult to overcome.
At the end of the alley, an old man was sitting. Under the afternoon sun, he was sitting in front of a bamboo Mazha stool, with a pot of green tea, a plate of pastries and grapes in front of him.
His eyes were slightly closed, and the Yue opera was playing on the tape recorder beside him. Wu Nong's soft words were like flowers blooming and wasting money, which made people's hearts tremble.
There were only two people in the entire alley, Chen Yang and the old man. The old man was sitting alone at one end of the alley, while Chen Yang was at the other end. The old man didn't even look at Chen Yang, he was just listening to his own music and drinking his own tea.
Just like all the old-school Shanghainese living in the alleys, it was not until Chen Yang took a dozen steps forward that the old man said leisurely: "If you want to go there today, I'm afraid it won't be so easy." Easy."
Another hidden pile?
How thorough was Jiang Yibo's plan? Not only did he prevent his phone from being dialed out, he even laid countless hidden obstacles on his way from Sanshan Guild Hall to Tongji Hospital.
"Someone paid for your life. I thought you were dead when we were on the road. The guy who drove the taxi is an expert in the killing business. It seems that he was killed in your hands. Boy, You made me look at you more seriously." The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Yang in front of him with a smile. He picked a grape from the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth, then picked up the teapot and took a sip.
"I've been waiting for half an hour, and you came faster than I thought." After the old man finished speaking, he spit out the grape seeds and stood up.
He looked extremely frail, and even looked shaky when he moved. He was carrying a crutch with a layer of oil on it. It looked like it had been used for a long time, and it had been aged for some time.
"Actually, little devil, I'm willing to let you go, but in our business, you have to do things for others when you take money from them. I have no enmity with you. You can get out alive today because I, old guy, don't have the ability. If you let me go, If you come here, then you have no ability."
After saying that, the old guy started to breathe.
His chest rose and fell one after another, and as he breathed, his body seemed to be vibrating with the frequency of his breathing. The old frame of his body was generating a vigorous energy at this moment.
"InsideMaster of home boxing! ? "
After all, Chen Yang had also practiced Bajiquan, and Chen Yang was very familiar with this old guy's skills. Although Taozi's kung fu at the time was not a tough one, it was still Bajiquan, and he was really fierce. Count along the way.
Chen Yang has never seen a master of Bajiquan in his life, but the guy in front of him seems to be eating all the way.
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Chen Yang pursed his lips: "Old sir, I have been practicing Bajiquan for a year and I am not good at it. It seems that the old man has defeated me today. There is no other way, so I can only bite the bullet." ."
"Come on, come on, there is a saying in martial arts. People say that boxing is afraid of young people. If I really fall into your hands today, the descendants of my disciples will not look for anything to do with you." After finishing speaking, , he curled his lips: "It's just a bit disappointing. Before I came here, I heard people said that there are many experts around you, but now it seems that none of the experts are here today."
Chen Yang smiled and rushed forward as he spoke!
It was too late, but soon, the sound of fists and feet clashing came one after another in the small alley. The fists generated wind, and the sounds of fists and palm knives colliding with each other came and went. The collisions were intertwined and resounded in the narrow alley like a string of firecrackers.
In hand-to-hand combat, it often only takes a few or a dozen encounters to determine the outcome. People outside often say that boxing is intimidating to young people, but in fact, a real martial artist, even if they are twenty years apart, is a real martial artist. I won't give you any chance.
Ten times after meeting each other, Chen Yang had fallen to the ground, blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, and his internal organs seemed to be out of place.
"Boy, you haven't learned Bajiquan well." The old man narrowed his eyes and walked up to Chen Yang.
After more than a dozen face-to-face encounters, the old man's breathing was steady and long, which showed that this master of internal martial arts had really practiced his physical strength to the extreme. Such long-lasting physical strength is rare in this world.
It is said that martial arts has been in decline since 1949, and there are few real masters. But today, Chen Yang knew that it was not that there were no real masters, nor that masters were extinct, but that the real masters were hidden by everyone!
Martial arts and martial arts fighting are completely two concepts!
The former is more like a dance!
The latter is the killing technique.
Chen Yang has practiced Bajiquan, and after meeting more than a dozen of the old man, he was no match for the old man. The opponent had his hands full, his punches reached the flesh, his palms generated wind, and his attacks were so fast that Chen Yang was overwhelmed.
Pushing the Cangbang with one move reached the pinnacle. Chen Yang knew he was no match for him. At this moment, he probably had several broken ribs and damaged internal organs. All of them were internal injuries. At this moment, Chen Yang truly felt the strength of his opponent and the depth of his heart. despair! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com