"Say!
Who sent you?
” Wu Liang was already used to asking questions like this, because he really had a lot of enemies.
Everyone wants to kill him, and they've been through it several times.
"In the end, if you don't say it, I'll break your neck!"
Wu Liang's eyes were cold, looking at this swarthy man.
"I ......
I said, it's Niu Shuitian, Niu Shuitian sent me ......," the swarthy man said weakly.
"Is his son's name Niu Lexi's cow paddy field?
Isn't it?!
Wu Liang asked coldly.
"Yes!
That's him!
It's that cow paddy field!
The swarthy man said.
"yes, I see."
Wu Liang nodded.
He already knew the reason, and it was nothing more than Niu Shuitian avenging his son.
Then, Wu Liang raised his foot again.
Boom!
I heard a loud bang, and the head of the swarthy man went into the toilet pit!
Moreover, it is still a poop pit that has not been washed!
Wu Liang knew that Niu Shuitian had a grudge against him, because he was the one who sent Niu Shuitian's son to prison.
However, Wu Liang was not afraid of the Niu family's power.
Not to mention the power of the Niu family, even the Qian family behind the Niu family, to be honest, Wu Liang has never appreciated it.
What about one of the five major families, is it possible that as a systematically hand-picked loser, will he be afraid?
The answer is, of course not!
After Wu Liang returned home, he began to meditate.
He wants to practice the breathing method.
Now, Wu Liang's cultivation of the breathing method has become more and more proficient.
He himself has the attribute of a golden body, and then uses the breath method as an aid to absorb the aura, and his strength is naturally on a higher level.
However, after coming to Huadu, he really didn't meet an opponent who could make him excited.
Whether it is Duan Xiaoming, Ni Changfeng, or Niu Shuitian, the killers and thugs they hired are as weak as rookies in front of Wu Liang.
It can be said that Wu Liang can solve the other party very easily.
Like the killer he met in the bathroom, he looked swarthy and sturdy, as if he was a very formidable opponent.
However, a strong appearance does not have very strong strength, and it is just a false appearance.
Wu Liang thinks that although his main task is to lose, he is so strong in force, it is really a kind of loneliness!
Only between powerful masters will they sympathize with each other.
Only when both parties are strong will they understand each other's loneliness.
Now, Wu Liang is a lonely person in martial arts.
Although it cannot be said that it is the first in the world, at least, it is a rare opponent in China.
Wu Liang can already understand why Feng Qingyang founded Dugu Nine Swords.
And this afternoon, Wu Liang received a call from Zhou Mengmeng.
Zhou Mengmeng is the cute little beauty that Wu Liang rescued that night.
Wu Liang didn't know Zhou Mengmeng's real age, but it seemed that he was only about fourteen years old.
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"Big brother, remember to come to the Overlord Taekwondo Gym at two o'clock this afternoon, I have a master who wants to meet you, just so you two can have a fight, big brother, remember to come to the Overlord Taekwondo Gym, hehe."
"Two o'clock in the afternoon?
Oh, yes.
Wu Liang simply agreed.
He was worried that he had no opponent, so he could take this opportunity to compete with the masters in the taekwondo circle.
"Uh-huh, yes, two points, big brother."
Zhou Mengmeng's voice is very sweet, soft and crispy.
"I hope you don't disappoint me, Mengmeng, I hope your master is a master, I like to compete with masters, as for rookies, don't give me an appointment."
Wu Liang told Zhou Mengmeng.
"Don't worry, big brother, my master is a sixth-dan black belt in taekwondo, and he's really strong, that's all, bye."
It's two o'clock in the afternoon.
Wu Liang went to the Overlord Taekwondo Gym.
This overlord taekwondo gym is relatively well-known in Huadu, and it is estimated that Zhou Mengmeng's master is the teacher of this taekwondo gym.
When she arrived, Zhou Mengmeng was already waiting there.
Beside her, there was also a middle-aged man, about forty years old.
Taekwondo black belt sixth, age at least thirty-six years old, this middle-aged man has a shimmering gaze and a powerful aura.
When Zhou Mengmeng saw Wu Liang coming, she hurriedly pounced and handed over a sweet kiss, "Big brother, let's try it with my third master." ” "Boy, let me introduce myself first, my name is Zhao Wuming, I am a taekwondo master, and I currently have a sixth-dan black belt, which belongs to a high-level rank."
Zhao Wuming said his rank very clearly, just like he was worried that Wu Liang would not hear clearly, and he was suspected of selling his rank.
"Oh, my name is Wu Liang."
Wu Liang just replied very plainly, and there was no turmoil in his heart.
Zhao Wuming was slightly annoyed, he thought that Wu Liang didn't take what he just said in his eyes at all, "Boy, what school do you learn from?"
” "I don't have a sect."
"Who is your master?"
"I don't have a master."
"And what did you learn?"
"A few sets of punches, that's all."
Wu Liang replied indifferently.
"You......
What the fuck are you here for?
Zhao Wuming was completely enraged.
Wu Liang replied indifferently, "Meng Meng said that her master is very strong, so I came, I only played with masters, I hope you are a master, don't let me down." ” "Hehe, a kid who can only talk big, I'm afraid you don't know what the most powerful thing about taekwondo is, tell you, it's leg work!
I'm going to kick you next!
” And Zhao Wuming sneered disdainfully, "Hmph!
Speak wildly, and I'll teach you a lesson now!
” Zhao Wuming rushed over like crazy, didn't even talk about the so-called etiquette of taekwondo, and directly swept over with a fierce whirlwind leg.
It's so strong!
A violent aura rushed in front of Wu Liang, carrying a cold murderous aura.
At this moment, Zhao Wuming is bound to win.
And at this moment, Wu Liang kicked out.
This kick, without the slightest fancy.
It looks like it's just a random kick.
But the power it carries is five times that of Zhao Wuming.
Bang!
Zhao Wuming flew out upside down, and at this moment he finally realized what it was like to be in the sky.
Zhao Wuming's body, about two meters above the ground, swept backwards.
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It's really exciting.
Smack!
When he fell to the ground, both legs were immediately broken.
Before Zhao Wuming could figure out what the situation was, he fell miserably, fell to the ground howling in pain, and convulsed!
"How did you do that?
I......
I'm a whirlwind leg with a sixth-stage black belt!
” Zhao Wuming simply couldn't accept this reality.
Wu Liang smiled easily, "I'm the king's thigh." ” "The King......
King thighs?
This......
That's impossible!
You kid must be pretending, you......
You're hiding so deeply, you're ......
It must be a master......"
Zhao Wuming grinned in pain.
Zhou Mengmeng didn't expect her third master to be so weak, she stayed away from him with a disgusted face, threw herself into Wu Liang's arms and coquettishly, and clamored to hug his king's thighs