1303: C1303 If You Don't Have the Ability Don't Act Cool

C1303 If You Don't Have the Ability Don't Act Cool

As the deputy chief of the police station, yang Tianming was dumbfounded by the slap in front of so many people. He never thought that Flying Pig would be so arrogant as to hit him.

But most of it was anger and humiliation. Putting aside Yang Tianming's identity, he was at least a man, right? If he was a man, he had his own dignity. How could he be beaten and scolded like this?

He wanted to give the order to take Flying Pig down, but seeing that the underlings around Flying Pig did not have the courage, he could only look at Flying Pig with a cold gaze. In his heart, he had scolded all eight generations of Flying Pig's ancestors.

Looking at Yang Tianming's hateful eyes, Flying Pig suddenly felt that he had been reckless just now. He felt that he had fallen for Zhang Muye's scheme to separate himself from his friends, but it was impossible for Flying Pig to give in. Not only that, he also wanted everyone present to know that he was going to act tough. Who was the boss? If anyone dared to challenge Flying Pig's dignity again, yang Tianming would be the one to face the consequences.

Zhang Muye ignored the arrogant Flying Pig and asked, "Let me ask you, was it you who injured my brother's leg?"

Only then did Flying Pig pretend to be enlightened and looked at Xu Feiyang. He exaggerated, "F * ck! So it was you, a cripple, who called for Reliance? I have really f * cking underestimated you. How dare you come here to take revenge on me?"

Then Flying Pig slowly walked towards Zhang Muye and said coldly: "Besides, who the f * ck do you think you are? Do you think you are qualified to talk to me? Go to hell!"

Without waiting for Flying Pig to attack, a muscular man with an explosive body lunged at Zhang Muye. It was obvious that this was Flying Pig's hatchet man.

Not everyone was qualified to face Brother Flying Pig face to face.

But how could the strong man be a match for Zhang Muye? Zhang Muye's punch directly hit the strong man's face. The strong man screamed and fell down. The strong man got up, took out a knife and stabbed it into Zhang Muye's chest.

However, Zhang Muye slapped the man. Before the man could react, he was hit. He screamed and his teeth flew out.

"Son of a b * tch, you really have good skills!" Flying Pig's expression also changed dramatically. Sure enough, Zhang Muye had some skills. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to come here and act so arrogantly.

Flying Pig took off his coat and slowly walked towards Zhang Muye. He said coldly, "It has been a long time. I have not moved my tibia for a long time. You stupid donkey. You made me want to fight you. "

The reason Flying Pig could reach his current position was not only because he was brave and fierce, but also because he was very good at fighting. There were many brave and fierce gangsters in the world, but there were very few people who could have Flying Pig's skills.

The underlings behind Flying Pig also slowly surrounded him. They only waited for Flying Pig to give the order to teach Zhang Muye a lesson.

"All of you, don't move!"

Flying Pig suddenly said. Then he looked at Zhang Muye. "Don't say that I'm bullying you. Today, I'll duel you one on one. I'll let you have three moves first. After three moves, I'll let you know why flowers are so red!"

He didn't expect Flying Pig to be so confident that he would let Zhang Muye have three moves.

The red-haired girl finally whispered, "Little brother, you better beg for mercy. When Brother Flying Pig debuts, he will be the best red stick under Brother Qiang. He will really fight ten of them at once."

The other audience members also started talking at the same time. "This is going to be good. This guy's head will definitely be twisted off by Brother Flying Pig."

"Legend has it that Brother Flying Pig's strength is limitless, especially when he has mastered Shaolin Temple's Iron Skin Technique. He's very powerful!"

"We are truly fortunate to be able to see Brother Flying Pig personally make a move one day!"

"He is dead for sure!"

Those who had heard of Brother Flying Pig's name looked at him with admiration and pity. Although Zhang Muye had just punched Brother Flying Pig's little brother, plus, Brother Flying Pig's reputation was just too famous. No one thought that Zhang Muye could win.

Zhang Muye didn't care about that. It was a waste not to take advantage of the situation. Since Brother Flying Pig said that he would give him three moves, he would just give him three. As for whether Brother Flying Pig could catch it or not? That was not within Zhang Muye's consideration.

Therefore, Zhang Muye said, "Then you should be ready."

"Come on! I will let you see what a true expert is!"

Brother Flying Pig roared angrily. At the same time, he sunk his Qi into his Dantian and used the Iron Skin Technique that he had been cultivating for a long time. In the past, Brother Flying Pig had personally gone to Shaolin to learn the Iron Skin Technique. He did not dare to say that no one under the heavens could defeat Brother Flying Pig. At least, not many people could withstand Brother Flying Pig's attack.

"I'm coming!"

After saying that, Zhang Muye punched Brother Flying Pig's stomach with his iron fist. Zhang Muye had kept most of his hands. After all, with Zhang Muye's current strength, if he used all of his strength, it wouldn't be a problem to kill Brother Flying Pig. He could directly beat Brother Flying Pig until nothing was left.

However, even if Zhang Muye held back 99% of his strength, this punch was enough.0

He hit the target. Zhang Muye saw that the strongest and hardest part of Brother Flying Pig's Golden Bell Shield was in his stomach, so he hit Brother Flying Pig's stomach.

Brother Flying Pig smiled coldly and thought, idiot, my stomach is the hardest part of my body. How dare you hit my stomach?

He hit it!

Brother Flying Pig was hit in the stomach by Zhang Muye. The first thing he felt was pain in his stomach, then his brain went blank, and then -

Brother Flying Pig thought of his life with no regrets. He thought about the afternoon when he was running under the sun. That was his lost youth.

He thought of the time when he was young and ran around his parents carefreely. There was also an old bull following behind him.

He also thought of the time when he was in high school, when he had a crush on a girl in a corner of the campus, they had a nigga with each other.

But what he thought about the most was why Zhang Muye's punch was so painful. It hurt so much that his face distorted and his entire body flew up. Then, he crashed into the bar in front of the door ten meters away. Only after a long while did he finally stop running.

A stink appeared. Zhang Muye threw a punch and knocked Brother Flying Pig's poop out.

Everyone who was watching the fight opened their mouths in an "O" shape. They had never thought that the ferocious Brother Flying Pig would be beaten to shit by Zhang Muye with a single punch.

This was too terrifying! How powerful was this punch?

"Brother Flying Pig, first punch. There are two more punches." Zhang Muye twisted his fist and smiled, but others looked like demons.

Brother Flying Pig's face was pale. He stood up tenaciously, but his legs were swinging. His hands were still covering his crotch. He thought there were still two more punches. He sat down on the ground.

A few of his underlings were loyal. They stood in front of Zhang Muye and said, "Get lost!"

Damn it, the strength of one punch was already so powerful. If he punched two more times, his intestines would probably be sent flying.

Zhang Muye said, "This is what your boss said. He said he would let me punch him three times. What? He's starting to regret it now?"

The disciples looked at Brother Flying Pig with a troubled expression. They only saw Brother Flying Pig snorting and not expressing his stance for the time being.

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