Zhutian Avenue

boom!

Panning thundered.

With a punch, a violent wind broke out in the empty double bed room of the hotel. The turbulent air flow tore the woolen carpet on the floor, and the sheets were blown into the corner.

The gurgling air slammed on the strong, as if the tide was slap on the flint.

当 啷 ~

A few meters away, the tall floor-to-ceiling windows shattered into pieces, and were blown away by the turbulent air like a hidden weapon!

According to legend, ancient boxers practiced boxing in the back room, and the air flow raised by the fists can break the wooden windows!

Now that An Qisheng is punching, he has such an effect!

KaKaKa ~

With a fist punch, An Qisheng's bones sounded like a machine that had not been operated for many years.

With short hair, the roots are upright, the skin is tightened to the extreme, and the large tendons and blood vessels under the red skin are clearly visible.

The fine pores seemed to be transparent, and there seemed to be hot steam coming out.

Huh Huh Huh ~

In the small room, An Qisheng raised his fist unconsciously.

He just felt that his skin was getting hotter and hotter, and his body seemed to be burning, and his vigorous energy poured out under his fists.

It was only a short while before and after, the entire hotel's double bed room was already misty, like a hundred boiling kettles.

场面 With the whistling air waves, the scene is spectacular.

Uh ~

Jingle bells ~

I wondered how long it had been before, the knocking and the doorbell rang.

"Sir, sir, what happened? Open the door!"

Anxiously shouts rang outside the door.

boom!

With the click of the key, the door was opened.

The hotel manager rushed in with a few security guards and watched An Qisheng, who was punching and kicking under the billowing water vapor, suddenly stared.

"This, this, this ..."

I listened to the whistling air flow from the fists, and several of them stayed for a while.

This, is this still human?

"Hoo!"

Luan Qisheng slowly receded, red skin such as a soldering iron placed in water, quickly faded.

A long stream of air blew out of his mouth, took away all the water vapor from the room, and blew out from the broken floor-to-ceiling window.

"Sir, you, you ..."

The hands of several security guards holding electric batons are trembling.

Luan Qisheng's complexion returned to calmness, and he turned around and glanced at a few people:

"what's up?"

I just glanced at it, the security guards and the hotel manager seemed to have been beaten by electricity and hit a pendulum.

The electric baton held in his hand was thrown out.

Facing this scene in front of me, even the fool knows that this is a master.

"No, nothing ..."

The hotel manager wiped the cold sweat and squeezed out a smile:

"It's your next door guest. I heard that there was an explosion in your house. Let's take a look ..."

Luan Qisheng flickered and picked up the rosewood box that fell to the ground:

"I'm fine."

"You're all right, great."

I looked at the room like a typhoon, and the hotel manager smiled reluctantly.

I was interested in discussing compensation, but was a little afraid to speak.

I will retreat.

"Wait a minute."

She Anqisheng raised the salute, holding the wooden box, and stopped a few people whose legs were still shaking:

"I just want to check out, all the losses, you list it."

"Okay."

The hotel manager nodded in a hurry.

Facts have proved that the hotel is still fair. A bed, a computer, a large-screen TV, a chandelier, a woolen blanket, and so on were all destroyed, and An Qisheng didn't cost much.

Jain Hotel Manager's service attitude is even better, and he really treats customers as God.

他 When he checked out, he called a car for him early and waited at the hotel door.

"Your hotel service is very good, coming to Cangcheng, your hotel is still the first choice."

Before getting into the car, An Qisheng nodded at the manager.

"... It's our pleasure!"

The smile on the hotel manager's face froze, and he kept closing the door for An Qisheng:

"I wish you a pleasant journey and a smooth journey."

Looking at the car moving away, he let out a sigh of relief, rubbing his stiff face and muttering

"Don't come here ..."

Uh ...

"OK, here it is."

Somewhere on the outskirts of Haicang City, An Qisheng got out of the car with his luggage.

兄弟 "Brother, this is the village and the village is not behind. Where are you going?"

The driver asked curiously.

"Just leave it alone, I'll just turn around."

An Qisheng smiled and passed the money.

"Gury weird."

The driver whispered quietly, and stepped on the accelerator.

"How charming I see Aoyama ..."

Looking at the distant green mountains, An Qisheng was in a good mood.

In ancient times, Huan Huajin was already a big boxer, and furthermore, he was a master who was able to open schools.

Even if there is a material explosion in modern society, there are far more masters than in ancient times. Huan Jing is also a real master, a rare one among millions.

Purr ~

Luan Qisheng was a little bit under his feet, his body was ups and downs, he had already crossed the road and entered the wilderness.

As soon as I entered the energy, I felt different.

Strong force reaches the whole body, the senses have greatly increased, no need to open your eyes, the movement within 20 or 30 meters are all in the heart.

Howling wind blows the leaves down, the dust rises, and the feet vibrate, which can almost be felt.

An Qisheng stepped forward, it was more than ten or twenty meters in a flash ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Walking in the wilderness, like walking in the early spring, freehand, occasionally dead leaves blow, and he was blown away when he touched his body. Shattered.

One bird cannot be added, and mosquitoes cannot fall.

I walked across the wilderness and over several mountains, and the night gradually fell.

Uh ~

He rushed to the edge of a river.

Luan Qisheng walked on the river beach, barefooted on the clean pebbles and punched.

Woo!

He punched with a punch, followed his elbow by hand and walked by his elbow. He shook his body and swept across the long river bank. The uneven pebbles under his feet did not shake at all.

Kick fist hurriedly, steady foot.

Initially, it was bajiquan. After that, he grabbed it in the air with five fingers and squeezed it into a claw. After one landing, he turned back and swooped back, like a tiger and a mountain forest. The hawk hit the sky, but it was already a dragon and tiger.

During the roaring air, the arms turned soft, like swimming into the water, like taking a bird into the arms, but it was the routine of the ancient gates.

He then made a high ape, crowed like an eagle, strode like a bear, and crouched at his feet, like a man who was hissing, and blew his air with a long nose.

After a long time in the dream, An Qisheng learned how to do boxing without knowing how to do it. This time, the boxing path is no longer ruled, and it is not limited to one trick.

Even practicing, playing, killing, acting.

He walked around, his pace changed more than ten ways, his palms, elbows, shoulders, feet, knees, chest and chest moved together, and dozens of boxing methods were used to kill.

Clouds and flowing water, easy and pleasant.

As soon as he entered his strength, his physical strength had not yet exploded. In the way of boxing, the way was already another world.

Woo!

Extreme movement instantly becomes extremely quiet.

She Anqi was in front of her body. She stepped into the water barefoot, wet her feet, and stopped at her calf, but her knees!