Since Chen Fuyun practiced Bajiquan to the point where he entered the hall, there are not many people who can withstand his attack in a head-on confrontation.

In the rental house in Beijing, the extraordinary skilled Scar was knocked to the wall by himself.

The young man with long hair wearing a gold chain can resist the Baji Tiaoshanlu when he was caught off guard and use a secret move for himself. His strength is absolutely great.

At this moment, two uniformed police officers squeezed in from the crowd. When the middle-aged police officer in the lead was about to ask, one of the four buzz-haired young men immediately rushed over.

The middle-aged policeman was shocked when he saw the young man with a buzzhead walking over with a dagger. When the young man took out a small red book from his body, muttered to him a few words in a low voice, his eyes carefully looked at the red book he handed over with the words Nanjing Military Region Command printed on it. The alert on his face disappeared, and he even showed a respectful smile.

"The police officer handled the case, and all the irrelevant people have dispersed, they have dispersed..." The middle-aged policeman glanced at the crowd behind him seriously and said, "They were dispersed."

After the middle-aged policeman made a sound to disperse the crowd, the meaningful young man smiled and led the young policeman behind him to leave the scene.

On the way, the young policeman asked in confusion: "Uncle Wen, fighting in the street will cause trouble, so let's just ignore it?"

The middle-aged policeman called Uncle Wen smiled and said, "We the police cannot control the people in the military region. I just hope that they can worry about the discipline of the troops and not make trouble and not get rid of the mess. Xiao Sun, you have only been in the office for three months, and there are still a lot of things to learn. Uncle Wen tells you that as a police officer, don't provoke Qiu Ba of these troops easily."

Xiao Sun touched his head and smiled and said, "Uncle Wen, I remember it."

Uncle Wen looked at Xiao Sun, a police officer who was as young as his 20 years ago, sighed, said nothing more, and walked forward silently with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, Chen Fuyun and Cao Lipeng were like two Spanish bullfightings in a state of madness. As one body after another was intertwined, the two of them had their moves head-on, and they were fist-to-handed.

Chen Fuyun used his masculine and domineering Bajiquan to face Cao Lipeng's Wing Chun, which was famous for his feminine and strangeness, and fought for more than 30 rounds. The two sides were in a difficult position and were incompatible. Until both of them used all their strength, they could only fight softly like two old ladies fighting, and the figures of two students suddenly broke into their circle of fighting.

"Brother Dapeng, is it really you?" A voice that sounded cute and pleasant suddenly sounded.

"Xiaoyu?!" Cao Lipeng suddenly heard this voice, and suddenly said to Chen Fuyun like a child, "Save it off, fight it next time", and then jumped up from Chen Fuyun's astonished gaze.

Cao Lipeng squeezed out an extremely embarrassed smile on his sweaty face, smiled at Xiaoyu, then turned his eyes to the girl beside Xiaoyu, and said embarrassedly: "Xiaowu, long time no see you."

"Long time no see." Tang Xiaowu glanced at him and said lightly.

"Brother Dapeng, why do I see you fighting with someone every time I see you? The guys who come out of the army like you are indeed overweight." Xiaoyu teased with a smile.

Cao Lipeng smiled awkwardly, neither refuting nor admitting, but just looked at Tang Xiaowu with meaningful eyes. Unfortunately, Tang Xiaowu didn't seem to appreciate it, but his eyes fell on Chen Fuyun who was standing aside from time to time.

After a while, Guo Jiajia ran over from a distance panting. Behind her, there was a tough uncle carrying a pig-killing knife and a face full of flesh.

Guo Jiajia ran all the way to Chen Fuyun, touched Chen Fuyun's arm and vital parts of his body in a panic, and asked nervously: "Fuyun, are you okay? Are you injured?"

Chen Fuyun reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead and smiled faintly, "Look, aren't I doing well? Why did you sweat all over when you wait for me?"

"Girl, tell me, who is the one who is planning to you? I will chop off one of his arms in front of you." Before Guo Jiajia could answer, the uncle with a fat face behind her ran over and shouted loudly at her.

The uncle blurted out his energetic words, but the four young men who had been standing by the side suddenly attacked with Cao Lipeng's gesture. They rushed forward and grabbed the pig-killing knife in his hand with lightning speed. They knocked him to the ground in a few seconds and dragged him away.

The entire process lasts very short.

Chen Fuyun and Guo Jiajia were both stunned. As for Cao Lipeng and Tang Xiaowu beside him, they looked familiar.

"Hey, this guy, have we seen it somewhere?" Absent from guarding, a face with a delicate and innocent aura suddenly appeared in Chen Fuyun's eyes and asked with a smile.

"Hmm?" Chen Fuyun came back to his senses, looked at her seriously, and then a familiar feeling arose: "Are you Xiaoyu?"

"Ah! Are you Brother Xingchen?!" Xiaoyu suddenly jumped up and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that I would meet you here. My name is Zhang Xiaoyu, and I'm very happy to see you, Brother Xingchen."

"Chen Fuyun. I'm very happy to see you." Chen Fuyun announced his name, stretched out his hand, and symbolically held Zhang Xiaoyu's passionate hand.

"Sister Xiaowu, this is Brother Xingchen I have mentioned to you in the past two days!" Zhang Xiaoyu held Chen Fuyun's hand very generously and pulled him in front of Tang Xiaowu.

"Are you falling star?" Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's introduction, Tang Xiaowu's pretty face, which was always calm and indifferent, unexpectedly showed a bright smile: "I am Tang Xiaowu, the God of Fighting ID Xiaoxiao Medical Immortal, like Xiaoyu, the profession is the hanger."

"Brother Xingchen, let me tell you, my sister Wu is much stronger than me. She is the only one on the 36 Huacheng level list to squeeze into top 5." As if she was afraid that Chen Fuyun would not have enough knowledge of the ID of Xiaoxiao Yixian, Zhang Xiaoyu introduced for Tang Xiaowu with a smile.

"Damn, you are the fallen stars in the God of Fighting God? I've seen each other today! Ah, you won't know each other without fighting. You won't know each other without fighting." When Chen Fuyun was about to say something, Cao Lipeng, who was left by the side, suddenly came over and hooked his shoulders unwillingly. He looked like his brothers were intimate. Such an intimate attitude changed, which immediately surprised everyone present.

As for Guo Jiajia, who has always been a party involved and a bystander, she looked even more unbelievable when she saw this scene.

"I won't know each other if I don't fight... Sister Xiaowu, is this the friendship between men?" Zhang Xiaoyu said.

"Maybe." Tang Xiaowu, who grew up with Cao Lipeng and knew his personality and style of doing things, smiled faintly.

"You take your woman away from here, and we can write down what happened today. If you insist on staying here and I see Xiaowu smile at you again, our affairs will be a big deal." Cao Lipeng put on Chen Fuyun's shoulder and took him away from everyone's sight, looking at him meaningfully, with serious thought.

"Is this a threat?" Chen Fuyun took out Zhihongtashan from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and then said neither salty nor light.

"I don't care what you think. I have heard of you in the Beijing circle and know that you are a very awesome character in the Battle God Game. But I can tell you clearly that there are a hundred ways to settle things that Li Yunmeng can't spend money to settle. Of course, I also have a hundred ways to make you disappear forever. Remember my words." Cao Lipeng gently patted the shoulders of Chen Fuyun, and the smile on his face was very bright.

"I know you are not convinced. I don't expect you to accept me. When you can stand taller than me one day, maybe you have a hundred ways to kill me." Cao Lipeng laughed, regardless of what Chen Fuyun felt, turned around and walked towards Tang Xiaowu.
Chapter completed!