The Special Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

Wang Wu is wild, he is 1.8 meters tall, he has a shaved head with eyes that are brighter than a light bulb, shining brightly under the crystal chandelier, "Boy, aren't you looking for death and abuse? There is nothing else about Wang Wu, except that his skin is rough and his flesh is thick enough to fight against him. You can use as much strength as you want to fight against me. Come on, come on. If I frowned, I wouldn’t count What an awesome person!"

Emma, ​​as soon as this kid came out suddenly, he yelled cruel words at Chen Wu. Chen Wu smiled, hooked his fingers in the air, and said, "You're fucking tired of living, let me beat you when you come out!" , you fucking really think of yourself as a person, hey social people, I think they are all scumbags, scumbags!"

While Chen Wu was speaking, his eyes were shining brightly, and he actually ignored Wang Wu directly. Seeing that he was extremely arrogant, Brother Niu looked up to the sky and laughed, "You stinky retired soldier, you are so fucking awesome, but You also need to be strong, first get rid of Brother Wang Wu, and then you talk, otherwise I will look down on you, shit!"

Brother Niu was even more disdainful, like an emperor, he ruled the world, and the society responded, even if Chen Wu showed his hand a little, he couldn't scare him at all, he was so awesome, wild explosion!

"Fuck, come on, just let the horse come here. I have practiced Shaolin hard qigong since I was a child, and I practiced horizontally in iron cloth shirts covered with golden bells. I am a real lay disciple in Northern Shaolin, so is Wang Wu!"

Wang Wu directly yelled that he wanted to do it and beat him. He was panting heavily, and he looked very energetic. He just raised his strong chest high, and Chen Wu didn't care about it. Stepping forward, he slammed his right hand with one hand, bang, bang, bang!

The air was almost trembling from the beating, and the center of the VIP room was filled with the violent and bloody smell, "Fuck, try harder, have you just finished with the pussy, and your hands are boring, shit, hahaha, stupid! Fuck! "

Nimabo's, he was scolded by Wang Wu, a stupid and forceful kid. Chen Wu lowered his head, radiated a ray of see-through light, dripped into his right fist, spun for a breath, and found that there was nothing wrong, not only He didn't have any soft hands and feet, and he was still very strong, and he seemed to have an inexhaustible amount of strength all over his body.

This is the wonder of the technique, the heaven and earth yin and yang refining qi jue, it is an ancient way of yin and yang harmony and dual cultivation, it can reconcile the male and female genitals and yang, and reach the realm of the unity of heaven and man in the world. Not to mention these, it is more pure The Yang scriptures replenish Chen Wu’s yang energy all the time, let’s just say that, don’t talk about one woman, there are a hundred women, as long as he can refine the pure Yang scriptures to the highest level, Chen Wu can also play casually I'm not tired!

"Hahaha, Wang Wu, you are so fucking ruthless, you really have some ability, I really can't see it, you are still a fucking socially capable person, awesome, awesome!"

In Chen Wu's eyes, there seemed to be an expression of admiration and appreciation. After all, in today's society, like Wang Wu, there are very few people who can really work hard to practice hand kung fu...

After finishing speaking, Chen Wu arched his waist and approached Wang Wu step by step. He was ejected by Wang Wu's body just now, and he took a few steps back. This time, he didn't accumulate any strength when he moved forward, just so casually and relaxed , with a characteristic evil smile on the corner of his mouth, "Fifth brother, why are you also called Wu brother, that's good, that's good, I'll go to Hushan again today, and learn from it!"

It's all five, whether Chen Wu's Wu is more powerful or not, no one knows, Brother Niu poured a glass of whiskey, put it in a strong centaur, swung it a few times, and he drank it in one gulp, "Damn it, Wang Wu took it!" Come out with your skills, let this crumpled grandson take a good look at what is the demeanor of our real social people, when I come out to mess around, I'm afraid this kid is still wetting the bed and he's paralyzed, shit!"

At this moment, Brother Niu told all the other women and ladies to go away, but he didn't let Fang Yu go, Fang Yu was still controlled by Changmao, his eyes were shining like that, longing for Chen Wu, I hope he can really get rid of the mighty Niu Ge and Wang Wu and rescue her.

After all, she is still a virgin, a Chinese cabbage is pure and pure, and she doesn't want Brother Niu to be crushed like this, "Brother Wu, come on, come on!"

They were all people who had met once. Fang Yu's fiery eyes shot through the crowd, and shot straight at Chen Wu's chest. It was a strong heart, and the eight-pack abs below showed an extremely strong streamlined shape. Chen Wu At this time, he was shaking his neck, rattling, not counting, he felt that he was a little too tight in a suit, and he was afraid that it would collapse. It was the Armani of Hui Lan's family, and it was worth a lot of money.

"Wang Wu, wait a minute, I'll take off my clothes, and I'll practice with you again. You can keep this posture without moving, yes! Head down, like a plane soaring and diving..."

Chen Wu was shaking while taking off his clothes. He was wearing a white elastic vest. His steps were fast, and only an afterimage could be seen in the air. He was majestic and handsome. Hurry up, I will get angry when I see you acting like this, who the hell do you think you are, Bruce Lee is reincarnated, shit!"

Wang Wu was whistling, panting, trying to breathe, his awesome eyes flashed across Chen Wu's slightly sweaty cheeks, he suddenly had an impulse in his heart, and wanted to compete head-on with Chen Wu, if it was possible , sneaking up there can be regarded as earning money, which is not bad!

"Don't, I'm still warming up. Have you seen this fist as big as a sandbag? I'm so fucking crazy, Wang Wu will die!"

Taking advantage of Wang Wu's speech, the aura in his body could not gather together, so Chen Wu swung his fists and sent out a wave of Changhong air, which is the most authentic Wing Chun Inch Fist. !

There are countless fist shadows, and it was agreed to be a punch, but Chen Wu couldn't stop when he was so good at fighting. He was a mess in society, and he was just playing with his brain. One hundred and eight punches, "Fuck, the last punch, Wing Chun's great punch, serial hand!"

This is a combination of all the previous ones, the power of one hundred and eight punches, howling ghosts and howling wolves, breaking mountains and splitting rocks, a full [-] catties of explosive power, booming, booming, smashing!

Wang Wu backed away slowly, and the initial achievement of the golden bell-covered iron cloth shirt, the hard qigong of Northern Shaolin, was unexpectedly broken up. This time, Wang Wu was completely stunned, with a look of fear on his face, and Chen Wufei jumped up. Foot, kicked his crotch hard, "Fuck off, pretend to be a Qigong master in front of me, you may really not know the fuck, I'm from Southern Shaolin, an authentic student who broke into the house, fuck!"

Chen Wu stretched out his thumb, and slammed it on the huge and firm nose, "Oh, oh, oh, huh! Ah Qiu, ah Qiu!"

This shit is the voice of the god of war, Bruce Lee. It roars like a beast. It's so awesome that it's about to burst out, forming a super strong sound wave impact. Brother Niu's head and ears buzzed, and he almost didn't explode, "Grass Damn it, Wang Wu, you useless, useless, get up, get up, and do it again! Fuck him to death!"