MTL - God-level Bodyguard in The City-Chapter 514 One enemy two hundred

Chapter 514: Two Enemies with One Enemy

In the early morning, the sun rises from the east, and the sun shines on the land full of vitality, and everything is awakened, including meditation.

"Friend, it's your turn." Feng Qianchi, dressed in a Chinese suit, came to Shen Ming.

"There is a labor owner who bothers me." Shen Ming, who was crushed all night, was still very spirited.

"Of course, you are a congratulatory gift to my ascendant." Feng Qianchi laughed and pushed away the three-tonne boulder on Shen Ming's body, pulling him out from below.

Shen Ming's hands were chained together by a half-meter-long iron chain, the iron chain between her ankles was one meter long, and the two sets of locks weighed about 50 kilograms together. Most people have been towed for a long time. Walked, but Shen Ming was able to move freely.

Feng Qianchi personally escorted Shen Ming to Fuji Station, which was used to compete for the first stage in the world.

"How are you going to play?" Shen Ming asked calmly.

"Ensure you are satisfied with the gameplay." Feng Qianchi smiled. Then the participants entered one after another. They all stood on the iron chain that involved Fujita. They are as stable as they are on the flat ground. Don't let it go. This is already a VIP seat. Like those foreign guests who are not elected. Can only stand on the edge of each platform of people and the area to look up.

The number of personnel has been increasing. Until the young masters of the Feng family also gathered on the chain, Feng Qianchi brought Xiao Yi over, and his hands were handcuffed and hung on a chain next to her, just hanging. In the air next to him.

Looking at Xiao Yi who was struggling, Shen Ming said with her lips, "Don't worry, I will take you home." Then Xiao Yi was quiet.

"All of you, first of all, welcome everyone to Fengjia Villa. Because of your presence, my old Feng family is also full of vigor." When the hour arrived, Feng Qianchi began to play an official voice. "This is already the old Feng family after the reform and opening up. The 3rd World First Martial Arts Association has been hosted, because the previous few sessions have the participation of our children and the Feng family, so that the world's first never spread, this is not suitable for the development of our martial arts, so I hereby decide This year, all Feng Jiazi's are not allowed to participate in the competition, giving heroes heroes the chance to win the world first. "

Feng Qianchi announced suddenly that the following people were boiling. You should know that as long as the Feng family does not participate, all the first pair of participants in this world can be described as opportunities. You must know that the first place is not only fame but also value. Five million rewards.

"Of course, we are not participating anymore, and the gameplay will naturally change. Please look in the middle of Fujita." With Feng Qianchi's greetings, everyone looked at Shen Ming. I am an outsider of Fengjia Villa, I have to admit that his strength is also extraordinary, and he is definitely qualified to compete for the first place in the world.

We will play like this this year. Whoever can kill him first, even if he is the first in the world, not only can he get the world's top waist card, but he can also get the one hundred and twenty gold I prepared for him. Remember, it is pure gold. "At this moment, all the participants are boiling, and the value of one hundred and twenty gold is more than 13 million rmb. For anyone, it is definitely a huge wealth for turning over serfs.

Before the fight, these masters on the chains have been flexing their muscles, and Shen Ming has been cut into a golden man in his eyes.

"My young master really deserves me. Is my life so valuable?" Shen Ming chuckled.

"It ’s hard to buy a grandfather who is happy, as long as I like it, your life is so valuable. In addition, I remind you that this is a competition, not a monster. Your strange transformation skills are best not to be used, otherwise, her I ca n’t guarantee my life. ”Feng Qianchi patted Xiao Yi's head beside him.

With 1 enemy 200, it is still locked with both hands and feet, let alone deep, no one in the Feng family feels that they have a chance to win, even if they are not killed, they will be exhausted alive, right?

Feng Jiaren has taught Shen Ming how to win, and quickly conceded, forcing Feng Qianchi to announce that he would be the head of the house in advance, and then he watched the chaos.

But Shen Ming stood there, there was no color in his eyes, "Since the young master has so much Yaxing, then I will accompany you to the end!"

"Don't be stupid, let's go, time is gold." Feng Qianchi gave an order, and it was Shen Ming's old acquaintance who jumped on Fuji Station first.

This encounter was by no means simple. After being stunned by Shen Ming, he continued to participate in the water table and successfully won a gold medal. At the moment, his head was still wrapped with a bandage, and his hands were covered with iron fists in the shape of a lion's head. At first glance, it looked a bit like Lord God of War.

"Shitky guy, let's meet again!" The enemies were very jealous when they met, and the eyes of Bingjianyou were almost bleeding at the moment.

"It's you again? Your men are defeated, don't you admit defeat?" Shen Ming sighed helplessly.

"I recognize your grandma's legs! Look at the fist!" Gui Jianchou rushed up without a word. A pair of lion-headed iron fists weighed 70 pounds, but it was easy to break the stone, and he was close to Shen Ming.

No matter how good Shen Ming's physique is, it would be uncomfortable to take such a punch for a long time. The controlled state of both hands and feet is still dodging.

Don't look at the size of the ghosts. In fact, they are extremely flexible. They are close to each other. A pair of iron fists surround the strong attack. The left uppercut and uppercut are matched with the upper and lower uppercuts. situation.

Shen Ming's dodge gradually began to become an instinctive dodge, but when he saw a flaw in his armpit, he instinctively kicked back and hit him. He usually found that his feet were locked and he could only kick. 1 meter high.

At this moment, what he exposed was even greater flaws, and what relentlessly saw the lion's first punch, which was banging on the deep chest. Although he raised his fists hard, but still Was beaten and flew out,

After sliding for 5 meters to the ground, Shen Ming expelled most of the impact with the help of zero recoil body, but his arms were still painful.

"Relief? Is it qigong? No, not qigong ..." Feng Qianchi said to himself in shock. As the so-called layman watched the excitement, the layman watched the doorway, and the fist full of grief and sorrow was full of skill, let alone say that even Feng Jiazi went to catch it, and the injured state was by no means so trembling as Shen Ming. Yes.

The only explanation is that he can unload, and it's not the kind of unloading of qigong. From his analysis of the posture just now, this kind of unloading is more like the spontaneous power transmission of the body, which is a talented skill.

"Boy, hard enough, you can't even kill you." Gui Guyou admired.

"It's hard, it's lasting, don't try again." Shen Ming waved provocatively to the ghost.

"Without your own control, today is next year's death for you!" Dragging the two lion heads in full set, Gui Jianyou rushed up again.

The two fists blasted out in the air, the air was torn apart by the lion's head, and he jumped in place. His feet were full of vitality, and he kicked his fists one by one, and flew to the ghost in the air. In the arms.

"Xiaotai, I have said that you should not participate in this martial arts meeting, but you don't want to listen." Shen Ming caught the back of the ghost with his hands and chains, and a series of attacks in the air was almost as fast as mid-air. Cycling in general.

For 5 seconds, Shen Ming did not fall to the ground. When he stood on the ground with his feet again, the giant monster had rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, spitting blood on his mouth, his chest was completely sunken, and his ribs At least a dozen broken, just like minced pork ribs.

"Assign." Shen Ming saluted with his fists in both hands, and he was so horrified. The guard immediately carried him down, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground, and his martial arts society had been declared over.

Without giving Shen Ming any respite, a bald-headed monk, a priest with a sword in his hand, and a nun with a duster in hand jumped onto Fuji.

"Hey, hey, can you play like this? 3 to 1?" Feng Jiaren looked a little bit, and protested on the side of the chain.

"As long as the three of them have chatted about the distribution of bonuses, is it possible to do it together?" Feng Qianchi was shameless.

"The poor monk has reached an agreement with the Taoist Master and the teacher-teacher. He took a thousand gold and chose a hilltop, a Buddhist nun and a Taoist altar. At that time, one-three or five master-teachers would attend the Buddha with me. He Dao asked, "How beautiful is good to rest on Sundays." The bald monk laughed.

"The three of you are also wonderful ... but being able to live together happily can only wish you happiness." Shen Ming really didn't know what to say.

"Then congratulate me with your death!" The monk, the priest, and the teacher came together. The three types of weapons including whisk, sword, and scepter include long, medium, and short three-way attack modes.

And the three are extremely skilful in their cooperation and deserve to be a veteran of the "three-person line." Offensive and defensive, not leaking, three novices sink Shen Ming one around him is a fat meal. Not to mention Shen Ming's hands and feet are tied, even if he is released, his fists can hardly reach six hands.

Shen Ming suffered an enemy on the abdomen, and was suddenly hit with bloodline at the corners of his mouth. Look for this breakout line in turns.

Finally, Shen Ming found that Shi Tai seemed to like Dao Long more, and the positions where the fighting stood were closer to Dao Long. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Ming, a master attacker, drew the teacher's instinct to help him defend, and saw that the master's eyes were straight, and it was also a flash of God.

Shen Ming hooked the master's zen stick with an iron chain, pulled it outward, and the zen stick flew out, hitting the Taoist's chest, taking him back a few steps.

"I have to admit that when Shen Ming won the scepter, the master instinctively let go, otherwise he would not be so vigorous.

"Old bald donkey! You play overcast again!" Taoist fire came up.

"Bull nose Taoist, who do you scold?" The master came to the fire too.

"After I have reimbursed you this old bald donkey first, and then join forces with my teacher too to kill him!" The Taoist leader has unilaterally torn up the three-man resolution.

"Okay! I'll find that you two have a leg! I will send you this stinky priest back to the West today!" The master was furious.

A duel turned into a farce, and the three people who were engaged in the fight were invited to be carried off. They have been reimbursed for 4 people. Shen Ming was not threatened by any fatalities, was physically fit, and could play another 100. Right?

At this time, an old man with white hair and white beard stepped onto Fuji Station. He was already in his training clothes for the third time to participate in the First World Martial Arts Association. Even Feng Jiazi had to call him a qigong master. .

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