The fist of online games sweeps the world

"W-...what's going on? Where's the table? How could this happen?"

The burly man opened his eyes and looked at the brown powder on the ground and the smashed plates and bowls. His eyes stopped rolling for a moment. Before taking action, he never expected that his casual patting would cause such a result.

the result of.

"This is the power of his palm just now!"

The little man smiled bitterly and said, "Everything, whether it is a living person or animal, or a dead object like a table or chair, actually has a context. He just destroyed all the context of this table.

This table has become this virtue.

If a person was hit, he would definitely die, but I think if he had better control, he might not have died at that time. Later, maybe he would have been hit by the wall and all the meridians in his body would have been severed and he would have died."

"This... this method is really not ordinary terror!"

The burly man took a breath of cold air. Although the slap did not hit him, he still couldn't help but shudder when he thought about it. Then he frowned and asked, "Then this should be the same thing you said.

from?"

"Yes, this is indeed a method of using Qi, but it is much better than the previous method of picking flowers and flying leaves!"

The little man sighed and said, "This is why I said that the master is not as good as that person. The master can also destroy the veins with his Qi. I once saw the master smash a big tree into pieces with one punch."

Sawdust, but the master couldn't destroy it as thoroughly as he did!

Look at this table, after he slapped it, it has completely turned into powder, and due to the gas, it can still maintain the shape of the table, and can even support the weight of the table itself and the things on it. These are things that the master and he can't do

Yes, according to Master, that person has reached the peak of Qi training with this palm!"

"The peak of qi training?" The burly man's understanding of fighting is obviously still at the stage where whoever has the bigger fist is the boss. He has no idea about what is physical training and what is qi training, but this does not hinder his understanding of fighting.

Ling Nan's evaluation has reached a higher level.

He thought for a while, frowned slightly and said, "I heard that some martial arts masters can block bullets with their bodies. I wonder which one is stronger than him?"

"This is incomparable!" the little man shook his head and said, "That depends on what kind of gun bullets are blocked. Like some less powerful pistols, bullets fired by someone like me can barely be blocked, of course.

, this requires a certain amount of preparation. Without preparation, it is impossible for me to block the bullet, and if someone like him has Qi protection, it will be useless if you take a pistol and shoot him in the head!"

"If you can't kill him even if you shoot him in the head, then... isn't he a monster?" The burly man said with his eyes widened, "If you can't be killed by a gun, then wouldn't such a person be invincible on the battlefield?"

"Invincibility is impossible!"

The little man smiled helplessly, thought for a while and said, "The Qi thing can indeed protect the body, but that doesn't mean he is invincible. He can't be killed by a pistol, but he will be dead if hit by a sniper rifle. Even if he can withstand sniper bullets,

He'll still be dead if he's hit by a cannonball.

This is not absolute. People are not gods after all, and even gods may not be able to survive being hit by missiles. Therefore, this can only be explained in detail on specific issues. It is too general and no one can draw a conclusion.

But one thing is for sure, it’s best not to mess with this kind of person. Kung Fu is not something you’re born with. It’s impossible for people like him to learn Kung Fu by themselves without anyone teaching them. There might be some master behind him, so

One person may not be scary, but if there are a certain number of them, no one will dare to provoke them easily. If they are willing to kill, they must be more terrifying than any killer!"

"That's scary enough!" The burly man smacked his lips, pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No! I have to call the Zhang family. If that kid suffers a loss, he might become a fool.

It’s better not to mess with people like this!”

In the eyes of the burly man Wu Jianghao, Ling Nan is obviously an out-and-out dangerous person, and he is also the most dangerous person. However, his sister Wu Fang obviously does not have such awareness.

"Nanzi, take a taxi and take me with you. I want to go back too."

"Don't you have your own car?"

"The car didn't start, but my brother and the others picked me up."

"Nanzi, where are you going?"

"Let's go eat, eldest sister. I originally wanted to go have something to eat after telling you, but I ended up in such a mess."

"What are you going to eat? I'm a little hungry too. I just drank a little wine and didn't eat much!"

"Ramen, I guess you won't like it."

"Who said I don't like ramen? You're wrong. I eat ramen all the time! The ramen made by the Fuyuan Ramen restaurant on the right side of our website is very delicious, and their side dishes are also delicious.

Come on, let me treat you to a meal! Hey! Nanzi, please walk slowly, she is wearing high heels, she can’t walk fast! Hey, this is how you behave, let’s go, walk slowly with a woman’s arm like this, the bottom shows you

Be a gentleman!"

"Kusu, what kind of noodles do you eat?"

"Capillary!"

"What kind of noodles do you want, old man?"

"Don't worry about me, it's hard to digest the capillaries!"

"Okay, the capillary is capillary. Boss, two bowls of capillary. Put an extra five yuan of meat in each bowl. I want a plate of soy potatoes, a plate of cold kelp, a plate of spicy beef tendons, and a plate of shredded cod."

Come on, Nanzi, what would you like to drink?"

"Old soda."

"Well, there are also two bottles of old soda..."

A woman, especially a beautiful woman, is almost invincible to men when she puts down her so-called airs.

Wu Fang, who had a rosy complexion, picked up a piece of noodles that was not much thicker than a hair in one hand, chewed it slowly, held her chin in one hand, and stared at Ling with curiosity and a bit of ambiguity.

When Nan kept laughing, Ling Nan felt that the pores all over his body were about to explode. What this ambiguous look meant was clear to Ling Nan, who had fought and befriended Wu Fang many times.

Although Ling Nan was not the kind of innocent little virgin who would feel sorry for socialism after playing two friendly matches, he and Wu Fang did not want to cross that line, at least now for such a poor mess.

When it rang, he didn't want to cross that line. The only thing Ling Nan could do at this time, who didn't dare to look directly at the ambiguous gaze, was to lower his head and concentrate on fighting with the noodles in the bowl.