"Brother, this is really not about money."

"thirty."

"Hey, okay."

Yang Anguo said: "Brother, let's make an agreement first. No matter we win or lose, we have to pay thirty yuan."

"Hurry up."

Yang Jun didn't waste any time and directly took out three black ten cards and gave them to him.

Seeing Yang Anguo put thirty yuan into his pocket, Yang Chengwu's eyes rolled around.

"Godfather, where am I?"

Yang Jun said with a dark face: "If you win, there will be no reward. If you lose, your pocket money for this month will be gone."

"Daddy, this isn't fair."

"Hehe, aren't you a pretty good boy? I'll beat your Uncle An Guo first."

"become."

Xiao Wu turned around and came to the center of the yard, opened his posture and said,

"Uncle An Guo, there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield. Don't be impatient if you lose later."

Yang Anguo rolled his eyes in anger: "You brat, win first and then talk."

Without giving Yang Chengwu time to react, Yang Anguo pounced forward.

For these 30 yuan, he actually took the initiative to take action against this junior. He didn't even want to lose face.

He also heard about Yang Chengwu beating up the people in the security department.

He has always been known as the number one in the steel rolling mill. At this moment, he does not dare to be careless. No matter how good his kung fu is, it is useless without actual testing. This kid Yang Chengwu has been fighting since he was a child, almost every day.

In actual combat, he would not dare to trust such a wolf-like young man.

He wants to take advantage of his strength to strike first, and he is still confident in wrestling.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu seemed to have seen through his plan and dodged away.

This kid has fought so many times that he has learned all kinds of skills without a teacher, and even created a fighting method that suits him.

With a quick jump and a sudden high kick, Yang Anguo received a solid kick and took three big steps back.

"What a good boy, you don't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young."

Yang Anguo muttered and leaned forward to bully him.

"They say there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield."

Xiao Wuzi used his slippery movements again, and soon Yang Anguo received a few more punches.

"No more playing, no more playing."

Yang Anguo jumped out of the circle and squatted on the ground panting.

"Hey, hey, hey, thirty yuan is too much money, isn't it?" Yang Jun shouted.

"Brother, don't sit down and talk without your back hurting. This guy is very cruel. You can try to hit him twice." Yang Anguo waved his hand.

"Didn't you let go of your kid?"

"No, aren't you watching? You don't know what my strength is?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.

"You spend all your time torturing your wife, so practice more when you have time."

"Really not, brother, am I that kind of person?" Yang Anguo said with a bitter face.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes to the ceiling, you kid is lying, you already have two children, and now Ma Xiangxiu is pregnant again, do you really plan to have three children in two years?

Yang Jun took out three more Black Tens from his pocket and slapped them on the table, then looked back at Ma Juzi.

Seeing this, Ma Juzi waved his hands repeatedly: "Brother, forget it, I can't make this money."

Even Yang Anguo is no match for Xiao Wuzi, let alone him.

Yang Anguo's progress in the past two years is obvious to all. Even if he is a little better than Yang Anguo, he still can't do the fifth grade.

"Nothing to show for it."

Yang Jun muttered.

Ma Juzi just laughed.

"Uncle Yang, let me try."

Sun Zhaocai took off his coat, grabbed the money on the table and put it in his pocket.

This guy's hands were itchy when he heard that Xiao Wu was so good at beating.

Except for Yang Jun, he basically refused to accept anyone. Even if Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi joined forces, he didn't take it seriously. Besides, the thin and dry young man in front of him.

He had watched the competition between the two of them just now, and he felt that in addition to his physical skills, Xiao Wuzi's main concern was his fierceness.

Others were just pointing out that he was really deadly. Besides, he was a junior, so he was already superior in nature.

The two of them were of the same generation, almost the same age, and at a young age, so there was no issue of giving in or not, so the two of them tried their best as soon as they came up.

"boom!"

The two exchanged punches head-on.

Yang Chengwu took a few steps back and sat down on the ground, holding his fists and grinning in pain. On the other hand, Sun Zhaocai, who relied on his own weight advantage, didn't move at all.

"Come again."

There was a fierceness in Xiao Wu that refused to admit defeat. He got up from the ground and rushed over.

This time he didn't go head-on, knowing that was not his strength.

On the other hand, Sun Zhaocai has relapsed into his old habits, taking advantage of his physical strength to run rampant.

As the saying goes: "One force can defeat ten people."

This is absolutely true. In the face of absolute strength, everything is empty talk.

No matter how dexterous Xiaowu's movement skills were, he could not avoid Sun Zhaocai's push. He was not Yang Jun, and he did not have the sharp killing moves on the battlefield. Therefore, after a few rounds, he was knocked to the ground by Sun Zhaocai.

However, this kid was not only cruel to others, he was even more cruel to himself. Regardless of the difference in strength between the two parties, he got up from the ground again.

"Just lie down for me."

Sun Zhaocai saw that he was defeated and defeated again and again, and he had long been impatient. He suddenly grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground.

Xiao Wu grimaced in pain, but even so, he refused to admit defeat and struggled to get up...

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sun Zhaocai was also offended. He was about to go up and give him a kick, but was stopped by Yang Jun's kick.

"Uncle Yang..."

Sun Zhaocai was unprepared and was kicked by Yang Jun. He was standing there holding his right leg with both hands.

"Your boy is also a tiger. Didn't you notice that he has already lost?"

No matter how hard you work the day after tomorrow, you can't do what others are gifted with.

Sun Zhaocai has a good foundation. He doesn't need much training, but his physique is top-notch. Let's look at Xiaowu. Although he has been fighting since childhood, he often doesn't have enough to eat, and his physical fitness is far inferior to that of Sun Zhaocai.

In fact, Yang Jun also knew in his heart that Xiao Wu could not defeat Sun Zhaocai.

Even if Xiao Wu trains for another ten years, it won't work. He is a material for martial arts training, but he is inherently weak. No matter how strong he is, he will be just another Yang Jun at most.

Unlike Sun Zhaocai, people with his physique are often born strong and do not need much training to reach heights that others cannot reach in their lifetime.

"He didn't admit defeat. Look, he's still moving."

Sun Zhaocai was also a real tiger and kicked Yang Chengwu on the ground.

Yang Chengwu fell hard, and it took him a long time to get up.

If Yang Jun hadn't stopped him, he would have fought Sun Zhaocai desperately.

You see those little eyes staring at him all the time.

"Now that we know there are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the world, right? What's the point of beating up those losers? If you want to beat them up, beat them up like this super pervert." Yang Jun said.

"Hmph, just wait for me."

Yang Chengwu pointed at Sun Zhaocai and said.

After saying that, he left in despair.

"Hey, I won't fight if I don't have money."

Sun Zhaocai said to his back.

Yang Jun directly gave him a big dick.

"You brat, you'll have fun in the future."
To be continued...