It was very important for a dwarf to know how to fight.
On one hand, it was used to reserve talents. On the other hand, it was also the foundation of the club.
Big B, Jing Kun, and other famous players all had their own boxing clubs.
" System, accept the reward."
Zhou Zhipeng's expression lit up as he muttered.
Immediately after, he felt as if he had been electrocuted.
His body felt numb, and the muscles on his arms swelled up as he infused the fist technique.
A wealth of fist technique knowledge appeared in his mind.
He clenched his five fingers into a fist and swung it in a circle. A strong wind actually shook out.
Now, Zhou Zhipeng finally understood the awesomeness of Bajiquan.
This fist technique was very domineering. It emphasized on taking every inch and attacking forcefully.
It had the characteristics of receiving, helping, squeezing, leaning, collapsing, and shaking.
Its strength came from the heel, the waist, and the fingertips. Its explosive power was extremely great.
It had the aura of 'shaking the sky and toppling the earth, stomping the ground and shaking the nine provinces.'
"No wonder in the later generations, I always heard that literature has Taiji to pacify the world, and martial arts has Eight Extremities to pacify the world. This Eight Extremities Fist is indeed awesome.”
Zhou Zhipeng looked at his fist and was very satisfied.
……
At this moment, in the hospital, the United Society was salty and wet. The facial features on the face that was like the surface of the moon were almost squeezed together.
Looking at the dozen or so underlings who were all complaining, he was so angry that he kicked over the hospital's trash can.
"Han Family's inheritance, damn it, who did this!”
Fei Long said weakly,""Hongxing's Liang Kun just took in a four-in-nine. Kun Peng did it. He was the one who saved those two b * tches.”
"Hongxing Kun Peng?"
Xian Shi was stunned for a moment. Recently, this rising star had been in the limelight. He had heard of this name.
However, when he thought of his dead subordinates, he was instantly furious.
"F * ck, you're just a newbie, and you dare to bully our Union!”
"Jing Kun isn't even a dog's fart. His underling actually dared to touch my people?”
"You came to Bolan Street to cause trouble. Do you think our association doesn't have anyone?”
"What do you want? Do you want to plant a flag and start a war?”
The more Salty Shirt spoke, the angrier he became and he roared.
Now, he had more than ten underlings, and three to four of them were seriously injured. Some of them were also seriously injured.
The medical fees for the soup cost more than 100,000 yuan.
There was also an unlucky fellow who had died. The settlement allowance would cost at least 50,000 Hong Kong dollars!
Thinking of this, his face twitched. It hurt.
Losing 200,000 to 300,000 Hong Kong dollars made him very angry.
Although Bolan Street was profitable, 200,000 to 300,000 Hong Kong paper was enough for his sisters to work overtime for a few days.
He turned around and shouted at his underling who was lying on the bed,
"Damn it, I raised you guys for nothing!”
"More than ten people, but they couldn't beat a little brat. All of them were injured and one of them was killed.”
"Don't say that you're my little brother when you get out. I can't afford to lose this person.”
The injured lackeys looked at each other, feeling very wronged.
He couldn't help but explain,"Boss, it's really not our eggs that scattered. It's that Kun Peng that's too domineering!"”
"He showed mercy to us.”
Hearing his underlings 'explanation, Salty Shirt became even angrier.
"They showed mercy, but you guys are still like this. If it's not egg powder, what is it?”
"I think you guys should stop joining clubs. You're so useless. Just believe in Jesus. Let Jesus protect you.”
After a round of scolding, the lackeys lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound.
It was useless to say anything since he was inferior. If he continued to explain, it would become a quibble.
The salty and wet man couldn't take it anymore and dialed Liang Kun's phone.
"Jing Kun, what do you mean by sending your underling to stir up my business?”
When Jing Kun heard the salty voice, he knew that the other party was here to denounce him.
He chose to play dumb." Salty, I want to ask you what you mean. I'm having a missy with my girlfriend. You're a wet blanket!"”
"Why aren't you looking for a girl to warm your bed at night? Is it because you're old and have a kidney deficiency?”
After being rebuked by Jing Kun, Xian Shi was instantly annoyed."F * ck, are you playing dumb?”
"Your little brother Kun Peng injured more than ten of my brothers in Temple Street and killed one.”
"What's wrong? Do you want to plant the flag and start a war?!”
"Hongxing is known as the number one club in Hong Kong.”
"If you want to start a war, don't use sneak attacks.”
The more he spoke, the more excited he became. His voice was so loud that it seemed like it would shatter the phone.
Jing Kun held the phone far away and used his pinky finger to rub his earwax. He said disdainfully,
"Do you have to be so loud?”
"If you're so good at shouting, why don't you go to the church and sing tenor?”
"Your association is just a small club and you dare to challenge my Hongxing.”
"There are more than a dozen scumbags in the United Association, but they can't beat a newly-recruited little brother of mine. You're so useless, yet you still have the face to call me? I'm ashamed of you!”
When Salty Shirt heard this, he was so angry that smoke was coming out of his seven orifices.
"Jing Kun, don't make fun of me.”
"Kun Peng is your little brother. If he causes trouble, you have to teach him. If you don't have the ability to teach him, I'll help you teach him!”
" F * ck!" Hearing this, Jing Kun was also unhappy." Are you f * cking thick-skinned? You want to teach my little brother?"!”
"If you want to fight, I, Jing Kun, will accompany you to the end!”
When Salty Shirt heard that they were going to fight, he hesitated.
If the underlings were dragged out to race, they would need money. If they were injured, they would have to pay for the medicine. If they died, they would have to pay for the settlement.
He had just thrown out 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, and his heart was aching.
He didn't want to show off his horse, but he couldn't take it lying down. He couldn't just let it go like this. In the future, other clubs would look down on him.
Thus, Salty Shirt said seriously,"
"You're just saying that you want to fight.”
"This little brother is not doing things properly. What's the meaning of you protecting him as a big brother?”
"Get Kun Peng to come forward and give our union a drink to apologize in person. Then, this matter will be over!”
When Jing Kun heard Xianshi's words, he understood that the other party did not want his underling to come out and show off his horse at all. The price was too high.
In fact, he was just saying harsh words.
The battle at Mount Ciyun had caused him to lose a lot. In addition to the expansion of his territory, he needed manpower.
Moreover, he was now competing with Big B for the position of Wan Chai's chairman. If they really fought, it would hurt his vitality.
However, it was impossible to set up a banquet. It was too embarrassing.
His goal was to help the Kun Peng stall for time.
"Dammit, are you dreaming?" Jing Kun said coldly.”
"If you let a first-class club like Hongxing give you a toast, your teeth will fall out from laughing!”
"Since it was caused by me, let them settle it themselves.”
"A week later, we'll have a boxing match. Whether it's a bear or a dog, we'll see what happens in the ring.”
When Xian Shi heard that Liang Kun had proposed a fight, he had the same intention as well, so he went along with it and snorted coldly,
"So be it. When the time comes, I'll make your Kun Peng suffer!”
"Our Union Society is one of the best fighters. Why would we be afraid of a little punk like you?”
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