185: C185 Beat Pagero up

C185 Beat Pagero up

As Pajero attacked, Han Qiang exerted a little force in his feet and quickly retreated a large distance. While dodging the whip leg, he also avoided the attack radius of his opponent's fists.

Pajero's attack missed. He roared and rushed forward again. With the advantage of his strong body, he gave Han Qiang a fierce chase.

But Han Qiang was like a loach, dodging and dodging on the arena. He did not fight head-on with him.

"What the f * ck! You only know how to dodge. Are you a man?" Young Master Loong cursed in annoyance.

Yang Min frowned and said, "Guan Qi is a gentleman who does not speak. Young Master Loong, please do not use words to disturb the competition."

Young Master Loong cursed and said, "Damn it! Do you think soldiers are stupid? This is a Divine Grand Entertainment Arena, not a f * cking Olympic Arena, understand?"

"It's not possible to hide like this. You'll be blown up sooner or later." Caishen said worriedly.

Lee Si looked at the two of them on the stage, who were playing the game of an eagle catching chickens. He frowned slightly. Logically speaking, in a place as large as the arena, if the difference in strength between the two was too great, it would be impossible to avoid the pursuit of the other party. For Han Qiang to be able to avoid being beaten for such a long time, it could only be said that the difference in strength between the two of them was not much.

Pajero chased for a long time but did not touch a corner of Han Qiang's clothes. He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He roared angrily, "Eastern Asia Sick Man! If you have the guts, don't run. Just stand there with me and fight to the death!"

Han Qiang stopped walking with a faint smile, his right hand hooked a finger at him, "I'm not running, come over instead."

"Go to hell!"

Pajero used all his strength. A cannon punch was aimed at his face.

Han Qiang smiled. The moment his fist came at him, he dodged to the side a little more. He grabbed his arm with both hands and pulled it forward.

Pajero, who was attacking with all his strength, felt that his center of gravity was unstable. He could not control himself and took two steps forward. He did not expect Han Qiang to push him back at this time. The moment he paused, his right foot suddenly hooked.

Plop!

Pajero was like a big stupid cow. He fell heavily on the arena.

Chen Yun, who was gnashing his teeth in anger, was shocked. He rubbed his eyes hard and said, "F * ck! How is this possible!?"

"Tai Chi!" Yang Min couldn't help but exclaim.

Caishen looked at Han Qiang as if she was looking at a monster and muttered, "Something's not right. Isn't Tai Chi just drawing circles? How can it be as handsome as him?"

Young Master Loong cursed angrily, "Trash, get up and fight! I spent a lot of money to invite you to fight, not to play dead!"

"Interesting! This Han Qiang really can give people surprises!" The corner of Lee Si's mouth curled up slightly.

Pajero suddenly stood up on the ground like a carp. He stood up and spread his arms like a big black bear. He blocked all possible places where he could dodge and threw himself at Han Qiang fiercely.

"Good timing!"

Han Qiang lightly shouted. He changed the momentum of being forced to dodge and took a step forward. He used his shoulder head to hit Pajero's chest and abdomen.

"Wahahaha! Playing close combat with me is purely courting death!"

Pajero laughed wildly and swung his fist, wanting to blow Han Qiang's head off.

Unfortunately, as soon as he threw a punch, Han Qiang turned his head sideways to dodge it. The punch was fierce and accurate, hitting the side of his elbow. It hurt so much that he screamed in pain, and his arm moved to the side for a short distance.

"F * ck!"

Han Qiang rushed to his chest and hit his chest with his shoulder. When he staggered back, he was like an agile poisonous snake, moving quickly around his body and attacking him closely.

Every time Pajero wanted to attack, he was interrupted by Han Qiang before he could. He was depressed. He kept screaming.

Caishen could not help but exclaim, "What the f * ck! Could it be that this is the Segmented Fist?"

"Something's not right! His Segmented Fist Technique was very similar to Bruce Lee's, but Bruce Lee's Segmented Fist Technique was not only good for him, but also good for him. The disciples he taught are not very powerful in actual combat. How could he? " Yang Min frowned.

Young Master Loong's face was so gloomy that it looked like it was going to rain. He looked at Han Qiang who was showing off his mightiness in the arena.

Many families in front of the closed road television were shocked by Han Qiang's super powerful combat strength!

In the Long Group's CEO's office, a mature version of Young Master Loong was looking at the screen with a complicated expression. "Are you sure that the young master gambled that piece of land?"

"That's right. Those young masters and young ladies present can testify." The butler smiled bitterly.

Chairman Long shook his head bitterly, "I'm afraid that the odds are against us today..."

Currently, the father and son of Jia family were seriously appreciating Han Qiang's moves. His moves changed frequently, sometimes fast, accurate and ruthless, sometimes smooth and round. All of Pajero's attacks were ineffective against him.

On the stage, Old Eagle catching chickens gradually turned into Han Qiang chasing Pajero and fighting him.

After another three minutes, Pajero was drenched in sweat, as if he had been washed in water.

Han Qiang was excited, and suddenly pointed towards the sky and cried out in alarm, "Look, there's a UFO!"

The people around the arena were stunned, and the people in front of the television were also stupefied.

Wang Na, who was watching the live broadcast in the bar, laughed happily and said, "Mr Qiang is really annoying. He actually used my secret technique. The big guy is going to be unlucky."

"What do you mean?" Li Xiaoling asked curiously.

Jia Wen covered her mouth and laughed lightly, "You'll know when you see it!"

At that moment, Pajero subconsciously raised his head to look at the UFO. At that moment, Han Qiang's iron fist had already struck his face like lightning.

Bang!

Instantly, blood splattered everywhere, causing Pajero to cry out in pain.

"F * ck! Let's see who's the sick man!"

Han Qiang rushed forward and punched him in the chest. As he staggered backward, he suddenly turned around and kicked him to the ground. He pounced on him like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey and pressed him to the ground to give him a good beating.

"Damn, the sick man in East Asia is old and old!"

"Are you still pretending?"

...

Han Qiang's fists were like ruthless iron hammers, and they started to spin. Each of his punches caused Pajero to howl in pain.

Caishen gloated, "Could this indiscriminate Grandmaster of Combat invited by Young Master Loong be a fake? How can he not be able to beat a skinny person?"

"Shut up! If not for that kid playing tricks, how could he have lost so miserably?" Young Master Loong roared angrily.

Lee Si sighed lightly, "Han Qiang using that move and not using that move is already a sure win. He is obviously putting on a show for someone to see."

"For who?"

Caishen blinked her beautiful eyes suspiciously and suddenly slapped her forehead, "That move of hers just now was so strong. Could it be that it was the same trick that Jia Wen's younger sister used before?"

"He did not forget to pick up girls in a fight. This Han Qiang is really a talent." Lee Si said with a sigh.

Yang Min said slowly, "Director Han is really too unexpected. He is already a top expert in many fields before he is nineteen. When he grows up, he will definitely become a genius!"2

Lee Si saw Han Qiang punch Pajero to the ground on the stage and said bitterly, "Why wait until he grows up? He has already become a spirit now!"

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