Becoming an immortal or a demon？

Uncle Ming

Snap!

Huang Hai hit the wall heavily.

However, he was covered in Iron Cloth Shirt Kung Fu, and this collision, although heavy, did little harm to him. What alarmed Huang Hai was that he hadn't seen how Li Muchen had struck just now.

Stained Clothes Eighteen Falls, this kung fu even if the Grandmaster Zhang Qianduan came, it would be nothing more than that. Huang Hai knew that it would be hard to win today, but he was still holding on to a glimmer of hope.

Practicing eighteen falls, may not really be able to fight, and he is all horizontal training, but also not afraid of falling.

Iron Cloth Shirt's whole body is a weapon everywhere, as long as you feel out the opponent's method of force, to use clumsiness to control dexterity, to fight with force, to win a move and a half, it will be enough to nullify the person.

Huang Hai's arms spread out, his palms pressed on the wall, and his body bounced back like a spring.

Then he did a harrier flip in the air, and then made a jackhammer fall, landing heavily on the ground, his feet rooted on the ground like nails.

With his hard qigong, in the case of preparedness, good footwork, to a dozen people to push also can not push him. But never thought that just as he set up his stance, his body flew out again.

Boom!

Once again, it smashed heavily against the wall.

Huang Hai did not die, jumped back again, this time he landed a little farther away from Li Muchen. But he didn't see Li Muchen move, Huang Hai flew out again.

So seven or eight times, Huang Hai completely cold heart.

Though he didn't get broken due to his cross training skills, he couldn't keep going like this. Even the strongest body is made of meat, it can't withstand this kind of tossing and turning.

After flying out ten times, Huang Hai hit the wall and didn't jump out again, but slid down the wall. This is the furthest away from Li Muchen, and leaning against the wall, so you can't fall on me.

But he still thought it was too simple.

Did not see Li Muchen how to move, suddenly has arrived in front of his eyes. And Huang Hai, once again flew out.

With a bang, he hit another wall. Huang Hai was convinced, completely convinced.

His own kung fu and his opponent were not at the same level at all.

But he didn't even have a chance to surrender, because Li Muchen didn't even give him a chance to stop and talk. As soon as he stopped, he would immediately be thrown out.

As soon as his heart was gone, his strength was also lost, and the further back he went, every fall made his body's bones, flesh and internal organs suffer great shocks, and he could not hold back all his horizontal training skills.

Seventeenth, bang, Huang Hai hit the wall, slowly sliding down, this time he could not stand up, can only lie on the ground, feel that the body has been completely disintegrated.

Li Muchen walked slowly to his side and looked down at him. "I admit defeat ...... I, concede ....."

Huang Hai gasped for breath, using almost the last of his strength to say these words. "Said the Stained Clothes Eighteen Falls well, there is still one last time." Li Muchen said with a smile. Huang Hai's eyes revealed a look of horror.

Then, he flew again.

This time he didn't hit the wall, but his body turned several times in the air and finally fell to Liu Hongyu's side without climbing up again.

Liu Hongyu was startled and used his hand to push, "Master Huang, Master Huang ....."

But Huang Hai was lying straight on the ground, his body was soft, like he was dead. Li Muchen slowly walked towards Liu Hongyu.

Liu Hongyu was really scared this time.

Huang Hai's power he is aware of, before he invited him to come, he personally tried, the bullet is not clear, but ordinary swords, is really can not hurt him.

Because of this, he knew that there was Uncle Ming behind the Blue Bridge Bar, but he still dared to come and make trouble. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by this young man in front of him in three blows.

"Brother, have a word." Liu Hongyu saw Li Muchen walk over and panicked, "Brother, you let me go, I'll give you money, whatever you want ....."

Li Muchen didn't say anything, his face covered with frost.

Liu Hongyu despaired, "Brother I know I'm wrong, I'll kowtow to you and make amends to that girl, I deserve to die." Li Muchen lifted his foot and stepped on Liu Hongyu's other leg that was still intact and said coldly:

"I already gave you a chance just now." He dusted his foot with force.

The sound of bones breaking, and Liu Hongyu's screams sounded at the same time.

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A dozen or so black sedans came whizzing by with ear-splitting brakes and stopped at the entrance of the Blue Bridge Bar.

On the back seat of the first car came down a middle-aged man around fifty years old wearing a black Tang suit, twirling a string of incense beads in his hand.

And he came down with a fat middle-aged man, don't look at him fat, but is full of red face, spirited.

Behind the car, four people each car, half of them wearing a suit, and half of them are wearing white practice clothes, like boxing gym people.

This group of people, vastly into the Blue Bridge Bar. There was a small commotion from the passersby outside the bar. "Who is this, with such a big pie?"

Zhang Yiping saw the man in the Tang suit and said with slight excitement, "Uncle Ming is here!"

Because Clove was worried that something had happened to Ma Shan and Li Muchen, she had been refusing to leave, Lin Manqing had no choice but to stay and accompany her. As for Zhang Yiping and Zhou Xu, they were also curious to know what exactly happened in the bar and how Li Muchen would end up.

"Which one is Uncle Ming?" Yao Lili asked as she looked at the two people walking side by side in front of her.

"The one in black." Zhang Yiping said, "The other one is Uncle Ming's bodyguard." Zhou Xu was puzzled, "It's the first time I've seen a bodyguard walking shoulder to shoulder with his master."

Zhang Yiping said, "You guys don't know, that one is Master Hong, the heir to the Southern School of Tai Chi, and the head of the Southern School of Tai Chi in Wo City, and those wearing the practicing clothes are his disciples."

"What exactly is this Uncle Ming?"

"Uncle Ming is a member of the Feng family, called Feng Tian Ming, but with a spontaneous nature, he likes famous wines, antiques and women, I heard that when he was young, he was known as the number one son of Wo City. Because he doesn't touch the family business, outsiders don't know much about him. But in our circle, he is very famous and is a real big brother. Liu Hongyu is a ruthless character, but in front of Uncle Ming, he's not enough to look at."

"Then what are they doing here?"

"It must have been called by Sister Na."

"Brother Zhang, could it be that Uncle Ming also has shares in the bar?"

"That I don't know, but Sister Na and Uncle Ming should have a good relationship, maybe she is ....." His latter words were not explicitly stated, but the listener naturally understood.

While they chatted about the gossip, Clove was worried about Li Muchen and Ma Shan. "Will my brother and them be alright?"

Zhang Yiping shook his head and said, "I guess it's tough enough, if the two of them can fight again, can they beat so many people from Liu Da Scarab? Moreover, they caused trouble in the venue today, Uncle Ming won't let them go."

Lin Manqing said, "It's obviously Liu Da Scarab's fault, Uncle Ming shouldn't make things difficult for them."

"Originally, Sister Na stepped in, and Big Scarab Liu had already given Sister Na face, and the matter was over, but Li Muchen kicked and broke Big Scarab Liu's leg, and by not giving Sister Na face, he also didn't give Uncle Ming face. Everyone in the circle knows that Uncle Ming is someone who doesn't rub sand in his eyes, with his character, it's hard for Ma Shan and Li Muchen to walk out in one piece today."

Zhou Xu sneered, "Serves them right! It was their own way of seeking death."

Lin Manqing suddenly said, "Zhang Yiping, why don't you go up and plead for them, you're often in the circle and your father is the chairman of Yongqing, Uncle Ming should give you face."

Zhang Yiping's face darkened, if it was anything else, if Lin Manqing gave the word, he would definitely do it. But if he was told to go to Uncle Ming to ask for mercy, he didn't have the guts to do so.

Even Big Scarab Liu didn't give him face, let alone Uncle Ming. He didn't want to go and lose face again.

"Zhang Yiping, this is the first time I've begged you to do something." Lin Manqing said. Zhang Yiping's face was grave and hesitated for half a day before he finally shook his head:

"It's not that I'm unwilling, not to mention me, even if my father comes, Uncle Ming may not buy it. In Wo City, there are not many people who can make Uncle Ming give face. Unless your grandfather is allowed to step in, with the face of the Lin family, he should give it."

Lin Manqing frowned, of course she couldn't go to her grandfather for this kind of thing, and he would never step in for this. She thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll go."

After saying that, she pulled up Clove's hand and headed towards the bar.