"Okay, this is what you said.
I want to see how good you are."
Ye Hui waved his muscular arms.
The burly body clearly had the power of a tiger and a wolf, and it looked quite scary.
At this time, Cheng Jianan couldn't help laughing proudly and said, "Boy, you're dead.
Do you know who Brother Ye is?
I'll scare you to death if I tell you.
Brother Ye was once a combat soldier in the Triangle Special Forces for three years.
You and If he fights, he is looking for death."
Fan Wei was obviously surprised when he heard this.
Apparently he didn't expect Ye Hui to be a soldier.
Soon, he said with a hint of disdain, "It seems that the army will also produce a lot of waste materials and scum."
"Boy, what the hell are you talking about?
I see you are really impatient."
Upon hearing Fan Wei's stimulating words, Ye Hui became furious and rushed towards Fan Wei.
His huge and burly body was full of power and speed.
Fan Wei's small body does seem a bit shabby compared to him.
However, this world does not rely on strength to measure strength and weakness, nor does it use size to determine victory or defeat.
In China, there are some very classic idioms that can accurately and effectively refute such fallacies, that is, use softness to overcome hardness, and use the weak to defeat the strong.
Fan Wei took a small step forward, firmly providing himself with a solid defensive center.
His hands came back, leaning forward and shrinking slightly, assuming a strange posture.
This posture is called Rouhua Fist in Xingyi Quan, and it is the softest but most dangerous boxing technique in Xingyi Quan.
This kind of boxing technique is probably the most suitable to deal with the explosive free fighting of Ye Hui, the powerful man in front of him.
"Hey, take a punch from me and see if you still dare to talk nonsense."
Ye Hui was obviously completely angered by Fan Wei.
He punched like the wind and killed Fan Wei in the face.
The strength of the punch can be seen from the burst of veins in his fist.
It has to be said that the background of the special forces is indeed not a vegetarian.
If this punch was hit head-on, I am afraid Fan Wei would really It's impossible to be knocked out.
But not everything has to end in a head-to-head confrontation.
Fan Wei suddenly made a move at the moment when Ye Hui's fierce punch was about to hit his cheek.
His arm was like a snake and instantly entangled in the right side of Ye Hui's punch. arm With just a slight hook to the outside, Ye Hui's fierce fist directly grazed Fan Wei's cheek.
Apart from the power of the punch sweeping across the ends of his hair, it obviously had no effect on Fan Wei. to any harm.
"Okay!"
Even Ye Hui couldn't help shouting "Okay".
His eyes flashed with light.
If the attack failed, he struck again.
This time, his body sank like a tiger descending a mountain, and his left leg moved towards him like a whirlwind.
Fan Wei's calf swept across Fan Wei had known for a long time that with Ye Hui's skill, it would be impossible for him to be dead in one blow, so he jumped easily to avoid his sweeping kick, and even rolled forward during the jump, his feet With a hooked look on his face, he stumbled towards his right leg that was supporting his body.
After a loud "pop" sound, Ye Hui completely lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.
It was only then that his face gradually turned livid.
Fan Wei's counterattack just now was so fast that Ye Hui had no way of seeing clearly his moves and movements.
At this time, Ye Hui realized that the Fan Wei in front of him was not a soft persimmon at all.
His skills were even stronger than that of a guy with a fighting background.
Ye Hui's fall to the ground obviously shocked Cheng Jianan, Huang Yujun and Fan Jian.
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If Huang Yujun was hit on the head by Fan Wei with an empty wine bottle just now, and the bleeding was similar to that of a fight, then the exchange between Fan Wei and Ye Hui in just ten seconds was obviously a competition between masters.
Of course they knew Ye Hui's skills, but even Ye Hui couldn't beat Fan Wei, which really surprised the three of them at the same time.
"You know Kung Fu?"
Ye Hui instantly stood up from the ground.
He was not hurt at all.
Fan Wei just made him a little clown.
But it is such a clown who often brings endless psychological pressure to his opponents.
At least from a tactical point of view, Ye Hui had lost the previous confrontation.
Fan Jian's face turned ugly.
Although he had been slapped by his own brother, he had no idea that Fan Wei had already had such good skills that even Ye Hui was no match for him.
Looking at this ordinary brother who used to live in obscurity with his poor mother, he felt increasingly uncomfortable.
There is a thought called jealousy, and when the flames of jealousy get stronger and stronger, it will turn into hatred.
The overwhelming hatred is obvious.
Fan Jian simply cannot understand why his ordinary younger brother not only gets the favor of the Liu family, And with a rich and beautiful woman like Wu Shi.
What makes him even more confused is that it has only been so long since they last met, and Fan Wei has become a martial arts master again.
Fan Wei brought him not only surprise every time, but also pressure, a pressure caused by a huge gap in comparison.
This pressure often made him more and more jealous and envious.
This made him increasingly irritable, restless, and even crazy.
"Ye Hui, what are you still doing?
Come up and do it."
Fan Jian's face was distorted.
The more he thought about it, the more he got into trouble.
He couldn't help but roar angrily, "Kill this bastard to death."
Ye Hui couldn't help but frown when he heard Fan Jian's words.
Obviously, he didn't like hearing others speak to him in such a commanding tone, but he did not refute.
Instead, he wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand with a faint smile and said coldly, "You are the first person I asked after leaving the army.
It seems that I can’t keep my opponent serious.”
"It is said that special forces soldiers are very talented men.
I see that you act like a non-specialist soldier.
Come when you want.
Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Fan Wei has basically understood what Ye Hui's explosive power and speed are.
How strong.
Maybe he was just testing, and there were still some killing moves that he hadn't used yet, but at least some of his abilities had been recognized by Fan Wei.
As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle, and now he was very confident.
Ye Hui was obviously the most dissatisfied with others belittling his honor as a special soldier.
After hearing Fan Wei's words, he roared and rushed towards Fan Wei with anger.
This time, he was faster and more powerful, and he had obviously used all his strength.
Fan Jian's eyes flashed as he watched, and he couldn't help clenching his fists and cheering in a low voice.
"That's right, that's it, just to give Fan Wei some color and knock him down":