Qiu Ying's eyes were intense, staring at Hong Zhennan as if he were staring at a prey.

He exerts force in his Dantian, and his energy rises along with his Qi, humming and haha.

"Hmph! Ha!"

Hong Zhennan was shaken away.

Then he stepped forward.

The old white-eyebrow fists were deployed one by one.

To wear, to lock, to seal, to hook, to draw, to break, to drill, to throw, to whip, to slip, to suck.

His movements are like lightning strikes, his energy is like shooting arrows.

"Look at the punch!!"

Qiu Ying roared loudly, but he was deceiving Hong Zhennan.

He talks about punches, but actually kicks them.

Hands seal the door, and feet pave the way. Hands go with them, and bodies turn with each step.

If you don't have your hands back, you can just go as far as you can. You have to grab a bridge and grab a horse to cross three hurdles.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two consecutive punches, less than a second apart, hit Hong Zhennan's chest.

"Ahem..."

Hong Zhennan clutched his chest and hurriedly combed his breathing. He stared at Qiu Ying with a very unhappy look on his face.

If his skills were really inferior to others, he would have nothing to say.

But after fighting for more than a dozen moves just now, he found that the opponent's strength was actually about the same as his. It was just that the opponent was recharging his energy and was at his peak, while he had already experienced a melee, and his physical strength had declined and his strength had weakened.

Only then did he gain the upper hand!

As soon as Qiu Ying glanced at the situation downstairs, he saw that there was still a scuffle, and some of the Mazai boys began to lose their ability to work.

Qiu Ying was angry. He wanted to deal with these gangsters in the future.

As soon as his thoughts changed, he said loudly: "What, are your legs weak? Give them all to me! If anyone can break one of their arms, I will give them a thousand yuan, and a thousand yuan for each leg."

"Let's all have a go! This opportunity to make a lot of money comes to your doorstep, what are you waiting for??!"

As soon as this sentence was said, it immediately inspired people's hearts.

One thousand yuan!!

Nowadays, most people who have a decent job only earn between 100 and 200 yuan a month. As for those who work hard, it is even less. A few dozen yuan a month is pretty good!

If you get this money, you will be very happy this year!

Thinking of this, the eyes of Ma Zai, who was still wailing, turned red. He ignored his own pain and struggled, waved and screamed.

At this moment, the pressure on the four people below suddenly increased.

They had already fought back seventy or eighty people, and some were knocked down at the door. It only took less than half an hour, but their physical strength was gradually exhausted.

Don't look back at the usual practice in the past, where you would do horse stance for dozens of minutes, and then practice boxing for most of the day.

But when it comes to actual fighting, the energy consumed in a short period of time is staggering!

This is different from practicing martial arts. If you are not careful, you will really get fired.

"Strike hard to block their ability to move."

At the critical moment, Hong Meifang made a decision directly.

Zheng Zixuan and Luo Zitao responded "Okay".

They were also out of breath, and their movements and reactions had slowed down.

Especially Zheng Zixuan, when he was fighting with the "little knife brother" Jia Xinbin, he couldn't relax at all, and his body and mind were already exhausted.

When some horse boys struggled and tried to rush over again.

"Bang!"

There was a loud gunshot.

Accompanied by a slight smell of gunpowder, the entire bar suddenly felt as if the pause button had been pressed.

Those Ma Chai boys did not dare to rush forward any further, and the two people on the second floor were also attracted by the sound of gunshots.

"Fei Bo, you dare to shoot?!"

Qiu Ying asked with a sullen face.

"Why don't I dare to shoot?"

Pang Kaibo slowly lowered the arm holding the gun, but the muzzle of the gun was still pointed forward.

"You fired the gun because you really wanted to fight to the death?"

"Boss Qiu, I said it at the beginning. I received a report from someone and wanted to ask you to return to the police force to assist in the investigation." Pang Kaibo shrugged, "I didn't expect that things would get to this point!"

Qiu Ying said: "So, who do you want to take back to investigate?"

"That good citizen didn't dare to say his name! So, I have to ask everyone to go back and help with the investigation!"

"Hmph! Fei Bo, do you think you are great if you have a gun?" Qiu Ying mocked, "How many bullets can you have in a gun? Five? Or six?"

"Even if you brought a magazine, look at how many brothers I have here?!"

As if cooperating with Qiu Ying, many Ma Zai boys shouted in unison.

"You can do it with just a gun...?"

Pang Kaibo said happily: "I only have one gun. But when I feel that my personal safety is threatened, I have the right to kill the enemy."

"There aren't many bullets. I fired one, and there are five more left." Pang Kaibo's little eyes looked at the group of horses, "I just don't know, which one of you is willing to be one of those five people?"

Many Ma Zai brothers looked at me and I looked at you, but they all hesitated to move forward.

They join the White Eyebrow Club to be popular and drink hot food, and they can bully whoever they want. But they are not so noble as to sacrifice themselves to give others a chance to gain wealth.

"Qiu Ying."

Hong Zhennan on the second floor said: "The situation is very clear now. The key is for you and me to fight."

"This is a way to put an end to today's matter and avoid further casualties."

Qiu Ying looked at the current situation, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened in an arc, and the arc became longer and longer.

"Hahaha……"

"Okay! Today we are not only high and low, but also life and death. If I lose, it means that I am nothing more than that!!"

After saying that, he kicked off his feet and headed straight towards Hong Zhennan.

"Wait, we don't have to..."

Before Hong Zhennan could finish his words, he had to face Qiu Ying's attack like a violent storm.

Qiu Ying, who completely lets go of life and death, is terrifying. He attacks but does not defend, his techniques are strict, he combines long and short bridges, and his power is thorough.

Get the bridge and get the upper hand, and advance to the third level.

It was particularly difficult for Hong Zhennan, who had not yet recovered his physical strength, to parry.

"What's wrong? Fight back!!"

Qiu Ying rained down fists while taunting him non-stop.

"Too slow, too slow! Why are your fists like a girl's?"

Hong Zhennan protected his head with both arms and kept retreating.

He is also a strong-blooded person, so why is he not angry when he is humiliated like this?

"ah!"

A burst of energy and an own goal.

Hong Zhennan wanted to attack his left waist, but Qiu Ying had not yet withdrawn his left fist.

But he didn't notice the triumphant look in Qiu Ying's eyes.

The left foot is like a nail piercing the ground, the right leg is bent and bounced, twisting the waist, and exerting strength.

A knee strike was aimed accurately at Hong Zhennan's heart.

"Danger!"

"Anan, be careful!"

Hong Zhennan noticed this killing move and it was too late to dodge.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.
To be continued...