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"General Zhang!" Wu Aoran was lean and wearing a vest resembling a Tang suit with a satin face, very bright, a bald head, a horse face, and very small eyes, which gave him a gloomy smile.

Wu Aoran walked behind his hands, step by step, these Jinsehuanian waiters automatically made way for him, looking at his eyes, some changes, one by one as if worshiping idols.

Indeed, Wu Aoran can be regarded as a very good leader in this film. Don't look at his skinny, but hard work, but also all wild roads, it is even more intimidating. I heard that there are human cases in his hands, behind him The younger brother who followed was even more treacherous, with dragons painted on his body, all tattooed.

Zhang Wenlong also knows, please ask Wu Aoran to come out, and he must take good care of himself, and do n’t provide a 10,000 yuan late-night fee, which is to ask for trouble, but sadly, these people he raised, they ca n’t take Sukh , And hate Su Ke's teeth itching, must be out of breath.

"Brother proudly, this kid has kung fu! Please also take your time to learn the lessons!" Zhang Wenlong pointed at Su Ke blocked by Xiao Xianren, and said fiercely.

Xiao Xianren now has a little dread in his brain. The courage that he just evoked, with the emergence of Wu Aoran, little by little, these few people are clearly social turmoil in the past, and they are definitely not comparable to KTV waiters. Yes, these people have no worries about making shots, and chopping people is commonplace.

"Huh!" Wu Aoran tilted his head and glanced at Su Ke, who was leaning against the wall. His nasal sound was very heavy. He looked up and down again, and looked at Xiao Xianren, a six-student boy, shaking his head as he looked. I couldn't get any interest at all, and turned to look at Zhang Wenlong.

"Mr. Zhang, each of these people has one leg?"

"Oh, Ao Ran doesn't need to bother, just put them all over, and leave the rest to me!" Zhang Wenlong said, definitely not the intention to let the students in front, but if Wu Ao Ran put these People all break their legs, and their costs will certainly double.

"Huh!" Wu Aoran naturally knew Zhang Wenlong's thoughts, and he didn't break them. He shook his neck. There was a rattling sound of bones, his fingers crossed, and his wrists moved again. "Okay, today I'm right to warm up before going to the gym! "

Talk while taking a step.

"Back!" Xiao Xianren, holding a half-bottle of beer in his hand, waved forward two times and shouted, but there was a kind of screaming beastly fighting, and after he shouted, he involuntarily took a step back.

The moment Su Ke appeared in Wu Aoran's appearance, his whole body began to become tense. This man carried that kind of evil spirit, and it was clearly transmitted to his nerves. The body responded naturally.

After just a short rest, the breathing finally began to calm down. At this moment, the muscle cells in the whole body burst into turbulent vitality again, took a deep breath, and patted Xiao Xianren's shoulder gently: "Let I come!"

Xiao Xianren turned his head subconsciously, and felt Su Ke suddenly moved, like a gust of wind passing over him, and he did not respond at all. When he turned his head, Su Ke had already fought with the Wu proudly. .

Jeet Kune Do was originally a three-point boxer and a seven-legged leg. Su Ke left his foot a little, first a slip, and the right fist naturally recovered, like a sharp sword ready to move, but his fist was not raised, but his right knee was quickly raised. His feet were straight, and Wu Aoran stepped out of his knee bone suddenly. This change was between the sparks of calcium carbide. The original fist was just a fake action.

Wu Aoran did not expect that Su Ke would take the initiative to attack. A little stunned, Su Ke's explosive foot was less than five centimeters away from his knee. In a hurry, he left his foot as the center of the circle, and his body was slightly at one side, 90 degrees. Turned and flashed.

Su Ke missed, but did not recover. Instead, he paused slightly and kicked directly to the critical part between Wu Aoran's legs. Now that the situation is critical, Su Ke can't control whether his move is too vicious.

This script was issued by Su Ke with all his strength. If it was kicked, I'm afraid it wouldn't just be the pain of the egg. It is estimated that Wu Aoran will definitely end up in a sad ending.

However, Wu Aoran quickly entered the state after Su Ke's blow, his eyes flashed, his right hand rubbed his hands into a knife, and he kicked off directly against Su Ke's side kick.

With a gurgling sound, it seemed that two stones collided with each other. Su Ke felt that his calf bone was broken, and he was split directly by Wu Aoran's palm, losing his size, and quickly retreated.

With one blow, Su Ke's heart suddenly became half cold. It seems that he is not the opponent of Wu Aoran with the basic level of mastery of Jeet Kune Do. He is constantly reminding himself that this Wu Aoran does not Good deal.

Wu Aoran saw Su Ke receding, and did not follow closely, but he touched his right hand. The pain from the palm was also not small, his eyes narrowed slightly, like the poisonous snake in the grass was staring at his prey. Hehe He laughed twice: "It's interesting, it's interesting!" After that, he swiped his lips with the tip of his tongue: "I have a leg for you today!"

"I'm going!" Su Ke was annoyed when he heard Wu Aoran's words, but there was nothing he could do. "If I have now got the advanced reward for Jeet Kune Do proficient, you can still be arrogant!" Pain in the calf, ready to meet his counterattack.

Wu Aoran shook his right hand and was very relaxed. Although Su Ke's skill is much higher than ordinary people, but for him, there is still no threat. His mouth is slightly upturned, and his body has moved before the smile unfolds. Up.

Just then, a dissonant voice suddenly sounded.

"Wu Aoran, you are so majestic!"

Wu Aoran stopped suddenly and looked at the sound. I don't know when there was an extra person at the entrance of the staircase. He was burly, with big eyes, a green army shirt, light yellow marching pants, and black combat boots. There was a strong smell of iron blood all over.

"Well, who am I? What wind blows Mengye!" Wu Aoran's expression on his face was slightly stagnant, and then he laughed, his eyes narrowed again.

"I heard that someone was bullying Feihong's brother, so don't come here to see, don't wait until the little brother is injured, it's not good, and few people will lose their lives!" Ma Meng kept walking and said, The voice was thick, glanced at Wu Aoran, and finally stood next to Su Ke.