President of Melee Soldier Wang Qiao

In Wulong's house.

In a shady place, Wu Long was sitting at an open-air table, sipping tea calmly, and a woman was sitting opposite him.

In his twenties, with a dignified appearance, he looks a bit innocent, which can be regarded as the simple type that many men like.

"Do you just let him come and go at home like this? From the completion of the Wuzhai to today, no one has been able to come and go freely. What kind of person is Zhang Shutong?" The woman was obviously a little aggrieved, and pressed Holding a powder fist.

"My kung fu is indeed superior, but if I really want to keep him, it will be difficult." Wulong said while drinking tea.

He has already fought against Zhang Shutong twice, the first time he saved four brothers on the line of life and death.The second time he made a tentative charge attack, the two of them made their own moves for a while, and after he had lost momentum, Zhang Shutong turned around and ran away.

"He came to test your reality and took you as a whetstone." Lin Xue said with a face of resentment: "This damned guy is obviously provoking and wants to find a way to defeat you."

Wulong smiled irrefutably, why didn't he know this.

Although that guy's kung fu is not very good, but his ability to smear the soles of his feet is really extraordinary, and he can't even catch up with him. This is probably the reason why he dared to come to trouble.

"It's not a way to go on like this after all. If it gets out, your reputation that has been in business for so many years may be ruined."

"There will always be a chance." Wu Long put down his teacup and said leisurely, "Since their Fifth Brigade is almost assembled now, I don't mind sending them all to Lord Yan."

Lin Xue gave him a white look, tapped the table with her fingertips and said, "Then you should move, go and kill them."

With gentle eyes, Wulong slowly played with the teacup in his hand, and said in a kind tone: "Do you think it's as simple as killing an ant? It needs a layout."

"You have set up a bureau for five years, and let me wander outside for five years, isn't that enough?" Lin Xue felt a little aggrieved when she thought of the scenes where she had been out in the public eye for the past few years.

Now her task can be regarded as completed, and finally she can enter the Martial House openly, she wants to vent all the grievances of these years.

Even if Zhang Shutong returned all the Lin family's property to her, she still hated the Fifth Brigade in her heart. If it weren't for them, Wulong wouldn't have made arrangements here every five years and made her suffer for five years in vain. bitter.

"Wait a minute, there are still fish that haven't entered the net." Wulong looked at Lin Xue, feeling a little guilty.

These years have really worked hard for this child. He can't recognize his father, and he has to be looked down upon by others outside. Even if he is bullied, he can't be said to be Wulong's daughter.

"Are you waiting for the rest of the Fifth Brigade?!" Lin Xue shook her head.

"After waiting for five years, of course the entire Fifth Brigade will be taken over at once, and then Fang Zhongtian will die."

Lin Xue pursed her lips and said nothing more. Although she didn't know what kind of feud her father had with Fang Zhongtian, who had never met, she could feel the strong murderous intent of her father.

When the two were drinking tea, a cold light flew over in an instant.

Wulong raised his hand and hit the side of the dagger with the cup in his hand.

The dagger whose trajectory had been changed was nailed to a nearby tree.

"Zhang Shutong, are you finished?" Wulong was also a little angry, I don't mind if you treat me like a whetstone, but at least you let me have a hearty fight, right?

Zhang Shutong came out from the shade of the tree, looked at Lin Xue who was staring at him covetously, and said with a smile: "If I knew you were Wulong's illegitimate daughter, I should have put you to sleep."

"Bah, you deserve it too?!" Lin Xue spat.

Zhang Shutong was not angry either, and walked towards Wulong, his eyes became determined: "I have learned a new trick, dare to take it?"

"Come on." Wu Long got up, and took two steps back slightly, freeing up a place enough for two people to fight. "This time, I will leave you behind."

Lin Xue was not stupid and hid in the distance long ago. These two are masters, and a little carelessness may hurt her, a spectator.

Although Wulong, a father, can protect herself, she doesn't want to distract Wulong who died with Zhang Shu.

After the two showed their posture, Zhang Shutong rushed forward suddenly, his waist bent, but his eyes were fixed on Wulong like a poisonous snake.

Wulong squinted his eyes and concentrated all his attention. This young man who could force himself back a dozen steps with his fists was worthy of his all-out effort.

Zhang Shutong's body suddenly jumped up, describing it as a fierce wolf, bent slightly in the air, and punched out with both fists.

Wulong raised his head, his fists turned into palms, and after clenching Zhang Shutong's fists tightly, he exerted force on his feet, driving his body to rotate on the spot, trying to throw him out with strength.

The corner of Zhang Shutong's mouth was drawn, and before the opponent threw himself out, his legs went straight to Wulong's cheek and kicked him.

The strength of these two legs is incomparable.

Wulong let go of his hand in an instant, his body took a step back, and after avoiding his sharp edge, he saw Zhang Shutong's body using the strength of his hands just now as the center point, after a rotation, his fists still struck like huge waves.

"Looking for death." Wulong frowned. This is an endless cycle. After hitting both legs with both fists, he punches and kicks again, and the cycle repeats.

Is this a new trick he realized? !

Thinking of this, Wulong turned his palm into a fist and directly blasted towards him.

boom.

After the four fists of the two collided in the air, Zhang Shutong's body instantly sank to the ground. After lifting one leg, his body spun rapidly, like a merry-go-round puppet.

Wulong blocked his menacing whip leg with his arm.

Click.

boom.

Wulong's other punch poured out and hit Zhang Shutong's chest hard, and there was a slight cracking sound from his arm blocking Zhang Shutong's whip leg.

Zhang Shutong flew out sideways, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth after landing, his eyes were cold.

Wulong took two steps back, his face pale.

"Today you can't keep me anymore." Zhang Shutong chuckled.

"You won't have another chance to escape unscathed." Wu Long said grimly.

Zhang Shutong didn't talk nonsense, he jumped onto the wall, and his figure disappeared into the night.

Zhang Shutong, who didn't go back to the nightclub or Qin's house, just drove his small broken QQ directly to a community not far from the First Hospital.

As soon as he parked the car and got off, Zhang Shutong was surrounded by several people, all girls in their 20s, all looking at him with burning eyes.

When Zhang Shutong was a little dazed, one of the girls hugged him directly, and said a little excitedly: "You are Zhang Shutong, my old lady is finally alive, hurry up, take a picture, don't let him run away."

Someone has black lines on his face, are all the girls so fierce nowadays? !