Peerless Pirates

Song Zheng kicked the door in and there was a huge commotion. Yuan Rong and others looked at Song Zheng, but Mu Yu and the other two were the only ones who were so selfless in the fight that they kept moving and seemed not to notice Song Zheng coming in. The latest chapter of the Book of Heaven

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"Stop!" Song Zheng shouted.

The fat bald man sitting on the chair glanced at Song Zheng and shouted coldly, "Where are you from? Do you know where this place is? Get out of here!"

Song Zhengli ignored him and immediately swung his body towards the two men who were besieging Mu Yu.

Seeing Song Zheng's speed, the expressions of the two people sitting there changed and they shouted in unison, "Be careful!"

One of the two people who besieged Mu Yu continued to fight with Mu Yu, while the other man with a scar on his face quickly turned around and punched Song Zheng. An idea suddenly flashed in Song Zheng's mind. This scarred man reacted so quickly.

, he should have noticed that he had come in. It seems that what happened today was not as simple as a fight between three people. Maybe these people had wanted to give him a blow, and took advantage of him to take advantage of it before he took the initiative to reveal his identity.

Have a meal by yourself.

Although Song Zheng was thinking this in his mind, he kept moving his hands. When he was only half a foot away from the scar-faced man's fist, Song Zheng stretched out his left tiger claw, grabbed the opponent's wrist at once, and moved his body towards him at the same time.

With one side, Kankan turned half a circle against the outside of the opponent's right arm, raised his right elbow with his body, and suddenly hit the opponent's temple.

Song Zheng's close-quarters skills were very different from those of people of this era, and the scar-faced man was also greatly surprised. In a hurry, he lowered his head quickly, trying to get past the blow, but Song Zheng suddenly changed his moves and was flying high.

The tip of his elbow suddenly fell down, hitting the scar-faced man

On the back of the head. The scar-faced man staggered, screamed in pain, and fell forward to the ground. The back of the head is the key point of the human body, and the force of the elbow was stronger than the fist. After the scar-faced man fell to the ground, he supported himself on his hands and feet.

After a few seconds, he slumped down and passed out.

As soon as Song Zheng made a move, it was a killing move, extremely ruthless. The two people sitting there widened their eyes, stood up at the same time, and after looking at each other, the fat and bald man snorted coldly and rushed towards Song Zheng.

Song Zheng glanced at Mu Yu and saw that he had regained his breath and even turned from defense to offense, forcing his opponent to take two steps back. Song Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to shout "Stop", but naturally it had no effect.

At this time, the fat bald man had already arrived. His huge body was like a mountain of flesh, pressing towards Song Zheng. His movements were extremely fast, and he was still better than the scarred man. Especially those two fat fists, like two

Once he poked out the big alms bowl, it was like two balls of fat flying towards him.

Song Zheng immediately estimated the speed and strength of his fist, knowing that he was unable to defeat him, and it would not even be easy to remove the opponent's strength. Seeing that his fist was about to reach his face, Song Zheng did not dodge, but made an unexpected move: he suddenly

He leaned down and actually fell to the ground. Those who couldn't see clearly thought that Song Zheng was knocked down by the opponent.

The fat and bald man was also startled. He had never seen such a person fall to the ground before a fight. However, when he turned to look down, he saw a foot kicking up from his chest, hitting him directly.

It turned out that Song Zheng fell to the ground, and while getting out of the way of the opponent's big fist, he put his hands on the ground and jumped up with his legs, turning them into weapons and passing between the two fat arms of the fat bald head.

"No!" The fat bald man screamed strangely, and quickly pulled his neck back. At the same time, his belly stretched out and blocked Song Zheng's legs. Even so, Song Zheng's toes still rubbed the opponent's nose, forcing the fat bald man to retreat.

Two steps.

Song Zheng slammed his hands on the ground, and with the help of his waist strength, he bounced up and rushed towards the opponent. Before the fat bald man had time to cover the scratched tip of his nose, he saw Song Zheng's attack. He could not swing.

With his big fist, he sealed the empty door in front of him.

Song Zheng's offensive was overwhelming, and the bald fat man was also very difficult to read. He put his fists and arms in front of him. No matter where Song Zheng attacked, he used his fists and arms to block it. Even if it was

He was beaten, but with his rough skin and thick flesh, he withstood Song Zheng's attack. Although he was exhausted, Song Zheng could not do anything to him for the moment, but forced him to retreat step by step.

After taking a few steps back, the fat bald man arrived in the center of the hall.

At this time, Mu Yu had knocked down his opponent to the ground, but instead of pursuing the victory, he stopped and looked at Song Zheng blankly. Yuan Rong and others' eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.

Lu Junqing's shadow had already flashed at the gate. Song Zheng knew that as soon as Lu Junqing arrived, he would no longer be able to do anything to the fat and bald man. But he was not willing to let him go like this, and he had to make this person suffer.

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Thinking of this, he shouted loudly, jumped up high, and pushed his knees hard forward and downward. Seeing Song Zheng flying in the air, a happy look appeared on his fat and bald face, he immediately punched and struck diagonally forward and upward, thinking

He had a head-on collision with Song Zheng's knees. His strength was enough to knock Song Zheng away.

Just as he expected, after Song Zheng's knees were hit, his body immediately flew backwards. However, before the fat and bald man could rejoice, Song Zheng's originally bunched body suddenly stretched out, his hands reached down, and he buckled

After catching the opponent's wrist, his body that was flying backwards stopped instantly.

Song Zheng was in the air, all his strength was concentrated on his hands, and Fat Bald was staggered by him. In fact, with Fat Bald's strength, even if Song Zheng grabbed the opponent's wrist, it would be difficult to pull him.

.But this time, he relied on the power of the opponent's fists, and coupled with his own strength, it was difficult for the fat and bald man to stand firm.

Song Zheng was unyielding, and with more strength, he lowered his head and hit the opponent's front door. The fat and bald man was dragged by Song Zheng, and it was impossible to take back his wrists. He could only watch Song Zheng helplessly.

His forehead hit his nose. The collision was so fierce that not only Song Zheng, but everyone present heard a sour click.

The fat and bald man was in pain. He shouted loudly, waved his arms, and violently slapped Song Zheng to the side, trying to throw Song Zheng off. If Song Zheng had been grabbed by his wrists, he would have been thrown to pieces. It's a pity.

, it was his wrist that was caught by Song Zheng

Song Zheng immediately let go of his left hand, while still holding the opponent's wrist with his right hand. With the force of the bald fat man's swing to one side, his body slid in a half-circle arc in the air, and actually went around to the side and rear of the opponent.

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At this time, Song Zheng stretched out his left hand, grabbed the opponent's neck, and while exerting force, he released his right hand. In this way, Song Zheng was equivalent to turning half a circle with the opponent's body as the axis. When he stopped

By the time, it had already reached the opponent's back.

The fat bald man felt that Song Zheng was behind him, so he screamed secretly, and turned his back to catch Song Zheng. However, as soon as his hand touched Song Zheng's clothes, he felt a huge pain in his ears and neck, and then there was a sudden flash in front of his eyes. Black, fell to the ground with a crash.

From the time Song Zheng rushed in to the time he knocked down the fat bald man, although it was troublesome, it was a very short time. By the time Lu Junqing shouted in the yard to stop, Song Zheng had already stopped and stared at the thinner man. This man's face It has sharp edges and corners. There is a short beard under the chin, but the two eyes are as thin as a line, giving people a cunning and fierce look.

Just now, the fat bald man was suppressed by Song Zheng, and he did not participate. Just when he thought that the fat bald man could block Song Zheng's attack, Song Zheng suddenly exerted his strength and hit his opponent as fast as lightning. This frightened the thin-faced man. , although he rushed forward a few steps, he did not dare to attack.

"Sir!" Ding Long and Cai Yong rushed in first, guarding Song Zheng on the left and right, and stared at the thin-faced man. The atmosphere in the hall solidified for a moment, and it was quite tense.

"Xiao Lang! Are you okay?" Lu Junqing ran into the hall with an extremely ugly face. He could clearly see the process of Song Zheng knocking down the fat bald man just now. He did not expect that in such a short time, Song Zheng had already defeated him One of the two top masters in his tent fell down.

"I'm fine, Mr. Lu, you'd better take a look at the three people lying underground. I don't know the opponents of Commander Mu, but this damn fat man and that scarred face, it's best for others to take a look first. If it's too late, I'm afraid They will become stupid."

After Song Zheng said that, he walked straight to the thin-faced man in black and sat down on the chair where the fat bald man was sitting just now. Ding Long and Cai Yong naturally followed closely behind, and the former also picked up a new teacup from the table. Pour some fragrant tea for Song Zheng.

"Why are you still standing there? Don't you want to see whether they live or die!" Lu Junqing roared angrily. Mu Yu, Yuan Rong and the bearded man moved forward and leaned down to see the injuries of the three people who fell to the ground. The one who was knocked down by Mu Yu , then he sat up by himself, threw away his wooden jade with one hand, held on to the pillar in the hall, and straightened up slightly. The scar-faced and bald fat man had his head massaged by Yuan Rong and the bearded man.

The thin-faced man in black took a few steps aside and bowed to Lu Junqing.

Lu Junqing's face was ashen, and he sat down on the chair of the man in black. Ding Long also poured him a cup of tea. Lu Junqing grabbed the teacup, his hands were so tight that the veins on the back of his hands were protruding, but strangely he didn't say another word. talk.

After a cup of tea, both the scar-faced man and the bald-headed Fat Khan woke up. After shaking their heads a few times, they both got up and stood aside tremblingly. At this time, the scar-faced man was doing better, but his face was stained. The fat bald man felt ashamed, his nose was crooked to one side, and his face was covered in blood.

"Shao Zhijie, Wang Chui, and Yuan Rong, you guys, why don't you come and pay homage to Mr. Jianzheng." Lu Junqing's voice was as quiet as water, but with a deep chill.

Shao Zhijie is the man in black, and Wang Chui is the bald man who was defeated by Song Zheng. These two are also the two masters of Dark Eagle and the only two Golden Eagles. The scar-faced man is named Qiu Xu, who was defeated by Mu Yu Lian Yuxiang was the commander-in-chief of Huainan East Road and Huainan West Road respectively. Jiang Huan, a bearded man, came from Liangzhe Road.

Several people held their fists towards Song Zheng and said, "Greetings to Mr. Jianzheng." Naturally, the expressions on their faces were different. The fat bald man Wang Poutou's face was full of dissatisfaction. The scar-faced man Qiu Xu and Jiang Huan Ze's expression was respectful. Mu Yu and Shao Zhijie's expressions were calm, with no visible expressions. Yuan Rong returned to her cold beauty expression, but her beautiful eyes kept looking at Song Zheng with a look of surprise that had not faded. .

Song Zheng stood up from the chair, hugged his hands, and said with a smile on his face, "Easy to talk to, gentlemen, commanders, I, Song Zheng, am the Right Chief Supervisor. I didn't have time to make a statement just now, so I still hope to see Haihan."

Song Zheng was polite and polite, which was very different from his fierce appearance just now. However, this scholar-like appearance did not make anyone feel close to him, and instead made everyone feel cold on their backs.