You can see the clear lines of Cheng Shuai’s fist in Moxiao City in an instant!
Mo Xiaocheng dare not say that he has been through many battles, but there are still others who think that this punch is very beautiful, fast and malicious. There is nothing superfluous. Take the most effective straight line to attack the layman and watch the door. This punch is full of flaws in Mo Xiaocheng’s eyes. He is not right in one move, and it is enough for him to take one move and half a move.
If not.
Mo Xiaocheng does not retreat but advances, stepping forward obliquely for half a step, and quickly stepping forward without concealing the thunder. The left hand slightly dials Cheng Shuai’s fist, and the right hand holds it into a collapse fist, and the sound of cracking bones in the middle range is clearly visible.
Cheng Shuai, like eating pig red and bloody shit, saw Gong Ma show a very painful expression face to face, and his right hand hung like a pendulum clock, dangling uncontrollably.
Once a boxer punches, it’s like shooting an arrow and splashing water. It’s rare to take back Moxiao City halfway, lift Cheng Shuai with a stroke and kick him out.
"Cheng Shuai good …? ！”
"Oh, my God, am I right? It’s finished so soon?"
Many talents in the field just wanted to cheer for Cheng Shuai, but they didn’t expect that Cheng Shuai was directly kicked to Taiwan by Mo Xiaocheng and dropped by KO before the words came to the mouth and were exported.
Mo Xiaocheng smoothed her sleeves and looked extremely relaxed. Just now, it was like taking a fly and didn’t catch a breath.
It took a few seconds for the talents to react, and they seemed to give out bursts of amazement and palm-frying.
"Er … I declare that the winner of this competition is Mo-Xiao-Cheng!"
At this time, Xiao Junliang in the box was also surprised. He knew that Moxiao City was bound to defeat Cheng Shuai. He knew some Moxiao City strengths, but he never thought that it would be so fast. In less than three seconds!
It can be seen that the strength difference between the two is not a fragment!
Xiao Jun bright eyes flashing a round of the thumb jade ring also don’t know what he wanted to pay attention to.
Xiao Yayun, who was sitting next to him, called out his eyes and looked at the screen with excitement and strangeness. Moxiao City was also full of worship and admiration.
"Dad, I said that Brother Xiaocheng is so powerful that it is simply not comparable to these small fish!" Xiao Yayun seemed to admire Mo Xiaocheng and then said to Xiao Junliang, "Dad, I really want to practice martial arts with Xiao Xiaocheng’s eldest brother, so dad should do something more."
After that, I looked forward to seeing his mouth pouting slightly, which was so cute that Xiao Yayun was 17 years old and very good-looking. In this way, the network said that Meng Meng was super cute than those online graphic models, and the makeup was not too tender, which made her even better. Some were really pure and pure.
Xiao Junliang saw his daughter’s posture is also wry smile. Although he is a huge sea city, the emperor has to shake three earthquakes and take his daughter’s hands.
He has Xiao Yayun, a daughter and an heir, and he and his wife have always loved each other, and both of them are in pain. The only daughter is afraid of falling in her hand and melting in her mouth.
"Aye, you girl ate your own father to death." Seeing Xiao Yayun pouting unsatisfactorily, he quickly said, "Well, let your father do something about Mo Xiaocheng. He really won’t come. Dad will tie it for you."
"That’s more like it!"
"You are quite reasonable at school and outside. When you get to dad, you will be playful. If your classmates know, they will not be friends with you."
"Where is my school very popular? You are my father. If I don’t play with you, who will play with you?"
"Dad is wrong again." Xiao Junliang, though distressed, loves her eyes but can’t hide it.
"Of course!"
It’s "dang" again
"Because MoXiao City refused to take a rest, it was the long-known’ tank king’ king in our black boxing-really!"
"Ahem, because some new audience may not know the’ Tank King’ Wang Zhenren, let’s talk about this boxer known as the’ Tank King’"
"Wang Zhen was 32 years old, 1.93 meters tall, weighing 113 kilograms, shoulder width 51 centimeters, single arm length 73 centimeters, fist weight 150 pounds, kicking 2,700 pounds, squatting 1,450 pounds."
"At the age of ten, I debuted. In the 14-year calendar war, I won 790 games out of 157 and only lost 59 games. Nearly 200 people killed their opponents. I really have a brilliant record!"
Wow, this is really a killing machine. There are 200 people in his fist.
Mo Xiaocheng was taken aback at first sight when he heard the host introduce the "Tank King". He was surprised not by the fierce record of the other side, but because he didn’t expect to live well in a society with strict legal system like this!
From this aspect, we can see the strength of Xiao Junliang and Fang Kunlin, two emperors in the sea and land.
Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock
Mo Xiaocheng squints at this man called Wang Zhen, who really didn’t miscall the tough title of "Tank King". His eyes are as sharp as an ox’s eye, and his fist is as big as an old tree’s packing. He has a neat and lean flat head. The most important thing is that he exudes that fierce temperament with a strong murderous look. The whole person looks terrible. Don’t say that if you want to fight with such a person, you will be scared by him. Ordinary people are afraid of being scared.
"Well, you’re the one who threw Cheng Shuai’s waste away? Good, really good. Cheng Shuai’s penis is as powerful as usual. He can be stabbed to death with one finger. If he hadn’t worked with the boss, he would have been torn apart a long time ago! You’re good. You helped the old man get rid of his mother. Thank you for being young. ""Tank King "Wang Zhen smiled grimly." But the old man still has to tear you up, hahaha! "
Mo Xiaocheng, like an old monk sitting quietly in an ancient well, didn’t say anything, but looking at Wang Zhen faintly seemed to be looking at a stone. Yes, it was a stone!
"if you are afraid of surrender, it’s not that you can’t get through the old crotch and let you die!"
"Idiot!" MoXiaoCheng gently spit out two words.
Suddenly, Wang Zhen’s face across the street changed a lot, rain or shine, and his nose was not nose, eyes were not eyes, and he was angry.
Suddenly, he grabbed his hands and tore off his black shirt, revealing a muscle like iron.
"psst ~"
There was a breath as if shocked by Wang Zhen’s horrible muscles and scars.
As ferocious as an earthworm, the veins stood out all over the chest, a large piece of black chest hair, and four long paw prints on the back. After healing, good meat like vines turned out from the inside out, which was disgusting to the extreme!
Not only is his back covered with such large and small scars, but it fully tells what he went through at that time. This is a record!
See Wang Zhen cloth covered in scars MoXiao city eyes flashing a.
Flaw!
As for Mo Xiaocheng, his eyes flashed instantly, and Wang Zhen moved. At this time, Wang Zhen was only three meters away. In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhen rushed to Mo Xiaocheng. He roared like a thunder, and it was estimated that it was less than 15 decibels. Don’t say that Mo Xiaocheng was the first to bear the brunt. Even the audience could hear it thousands of miles away.
Boy, it seems that Wang Zhen is not as rough and crazy as it seems. On the contrary, Jing has come up with a strange trick, that is, hitting people first, daring them and crossing their eyes first. This trick is really good for Wang Zhen.