Liu Lang grabbed the gun, shocked and hit his elbow, but it was a "nod" in the Baji big gun! He grabbed the gun, shook it, and nodded the tip of the gun! It was done in one go!

Although he used his arm as a gun, Liu Lang used his hand to grab Zhang Liang's arm and grabbed him with his arm. He pulled and shook his arm, pulled Zhang Liang closer to him, then nodded in the elbow, and headed straight for Zhang Liang's head.

In Zhang Liang's feeling, before the elbow hit his head, the fierce wind had already exploded. If the elbow was hit firmly, the head might have been blown up.

This is Bajiquan, the most brave national technique, which is not fancy or fitness, and only divides life and death.

"Bang!"

Zhang Liang raised his elbow and greeted Liu Lang's elbow at almost the same angle. The two intersected and made a dull toothache sound.

At the same time, Zhang Liang's attacking left fist flashed across his face turned into claws and grabbed Liu Lang's chest with one claw. If he was grabbed by one claw, Liu Lang's desire to lose weight would probably be achieved, and at least one pound of meat would have to be removed.

Liu Lang ignored it at all, lowered his head suddenly and slapped his forehead hard at Zhang Liang's throat, who was half a head taller than him.

The one next door is spicy, this doggy-good guy is really strong enough. When they collided with each other just now, Liu Lang felt that his arm was almost broken.

Even if Zhang Liang had his heart out of his heart, Liu Lang, who had been disgusted, would hit this pretender to death.
Chapter completed!