Wan Qiang didn't dare to be careless anymore. He went all out and punched with his right fist. This punch was the punch he used to defeat the middle-aged man, Xiao Jing. To deal with Zhang Xiaoqiang, he put away all kinds of messy thoughts. Zhang Xiaoqiang was worthy of him going all out.
This punch brought with it an afterimage. When the afterimage fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's sight, it became dynamic vision. Zhang Xiaoqiang dodged the big fist by a hair's breadth. He clenched his right fist, raised his middle finger, and ruthlessly smashed the numbness on the upper side of Wan Qiang's thigh-thick arm.
Wan Qiang's arm was bounced off and his body turned to the side, exposing the empty space in front of his chest. Zhang Xiaoqiang slid forward and rushed in front of Wan Qiang. Within a second, his right fist landed fifteen consecutive punches on Wan Qiang's chest.
Wan Qiang's upper body was shaken back by Zhang Xiaoqiang's punches, exposing his Adam's apple under his chin. Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly jumped up and raised his fist, hitting Wan Qiang's Adam's apple.
"Pfft …" Wan Qiang spat out a white transparent liquid and looked up to the sky. Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to chase and attack, but when he saw the transparent liquid, goosebumps appeared all over his body. He dodged sideways and crawled under Wan Qiang's armpit, using Wan Qiang's huge body to block himself. He didn't even have time to retreat. The power of that thing was too terrifying. Wan Qiang's saliva was punched out by Zhang Xiaoqiang.
The saliva in the air bought Wan Qiang some time. He suddenly bent down and used his bald head to hit Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who had just avoided the saliva, bounced up again and was ready to hit Wan Qiang like before. Wan Qiang's big bald head came closer and closer. Seeing the big bald head, Zhang Xiaoqiang's face turned bitter.
He crossed his arms in front of his body and tightened his muscles. There was a sharp pain from the intersection of his arms. Zhang Xiaoqiang flew out. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was lying in the air, had no time to turn around. His feet landed first, kicking over a tea table. He slid back on the ground and kicked over a few chairs. He slid to the corner, leaving a long gap in the wooden floor. At the top of the gap, half of Zhang Xiaoqiang's body was embedded in the wooden floor.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't feel anything else except the burning pain in his crotch. He had just slid on the ground, and his crotch had been sliding on the ground from the beginning to the end.
With his elbows on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up at Wan Qiang. Wan Qiang didn't get any better either. He shook his head and touched his Adam's apple. Obviously, even with his thick skin, he was in a lot of pain.
Before Zhang Xiaoqiang could get up, a faint fragrance came from beside him. A pair of white hands pulled on Zhang Xiaoqiang, wanting to help him up. Smelling the familiar fragrance, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew it was the girl who bought the wine.
Just as he was about to thank her, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes. Zhang Xiaoqiang casually pulled the girl to the ground. His right foot stepped on the wall, his body spun, and the girl was pushed out along the floor.
A wooden chair brushed past the corner of Zhang Xiaoqiang's spinning clothes and smashed into the wall. The broken pieces of wood flew in the air. Zhang Xiaoqiang cried out in pain. A sharp piece of wood was inserted into his buttocks.
Zhang Xiaoqiang bent his legs and kicked the wall. His body rushed forward and landed on the ground. He pulled out the piece of wood and stood up.
"Pa …" Zhang Xiaoqiang ruthlessly threw the piece of wood on the ground. He pointed at Wan Qiang and scolded,
"Don't you have eyes? Can't you see a woman?"
Wan Qiang's big face turned red, and he loudly defended himself,
"I threw it out first, and then I saw it. Are you going to fight or not?"
"Swoosh …" Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed over again. When approaching Wan Qiang, he stamped his feet and jumped. Flying in the air, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the hole in the wooden floor that he chopped out. He secretly sighed, "The owner of this shop will definitely lose money."
Zhang Xiaoqiang dexterously flipped in the air and landed on a wooden table. He jumped up again and fell straight on Wan Qiang's head. Zhang Xiaoqiang bounced around, but in Wan Qiang's eyes, he was like a flea. His movement speed was not very fast, but the speed of shaking his body was still very flexible. When Zhang Xiaoqiang's leg whip hit his eyes with the sound of the wind, Wan Qiang once again used his head mallet.
Under the light, his big head, which was like a light bulb, hit the sole of Zhang Xiaoqiang's shoe. Zhang Xiaoqiang could only change the direction of his leg whip. He fiercely hit Zhang Xiaoqiang's head with the sole of his shoe. Using the force, he jumped high and landed behind Wan Qiang.
Wan Qiang bumped into thin air, and when he raised his head, he realized that he had lost sight of Zhang Xiao Qiang. He straightened his neck and was about to take a look when he felt his throat tighten. His Adam's apple had been hooked by the tip of his foot. Using this opportunity, 2 legs had wrapped around his neck, and 2 fists had landed on the back of his head.
Zhang Xiaoqiang rode on Wan Qiang's shoulder. Just like in the granary, he used the blind spot of Wan Qiang's back to hit the back of Wan Qiang's head. Through continuous blows, he knocked him out.
Wan Qiang wasn't a D2. His hands and arms were more agile. His right hand swung towards Wan Qiang's back like he was swatting a fly. His right hand hit Zhang Xiaoqiang's chest. Zhang Xiaoqiang was hit and hung on Wan Qiang's back.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs were still wrapped around Wan Qiang's throat. Their backs were against each other. However, Wan Qiang's head was above his feet, while Zhang Xiaoqiang's head was below his feet.
Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on Wan Qiang's back. Looking at the upside-down space, he cursed inwardly. He quickly let go of his legs and slid to the ground. Even though he let go quickly, he wasn't as fast as Wan Qiang's grip.
Wan Qiang grabbed one of Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs and spun him around. During the spin, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that everything around him was connected into a curved line. Waves of dizziness settled in his head.
Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but grab the Rat King Blade on his waist. If this went on, it wouldn't be a fight, but a life and death struggle. Fortunately, Wan Qiang didn't want to go too far. After a few spins, he threw Zhang Xiaoqiang out.
The only thing different about Zhang Xiaoqiang was that he didn't scream. He was very calm. The moment he flew out, he saw that the destination of his flight was the door. The door was already closed. He adjusted his posture in the air and slowly turned around. He was prepared to kick the door when he got close to it. Then, he would use the rebound force to jump to the ground.
A distance of more than ten meters was covered in a flash. Zhang Xiaoqiang's calculations were very accurate. The timing of his kick was perfect. The moment his feet touched the door, Zhang Xiaoqiang cried out in alarm. It's over.
"Hua la … …" Wood chips flew everywhere. Zhang Xiaoqiang went through the door. The door that looked sturdy was made of three plywood. It was as fragile as a piece of thin paper. There was a big hole in the middle of the door. Natural light shone in through the hole, illuminating the whole bar.
Zhang Xiaoqiang flew out of the door. His body sank and crashed into a person. The two of them separated and fell to the side. Zhang Xiaoqiang fell on the ground, leaving a scratch on the ground. He slid far away. Just when his body stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang did a carp flip and jumped up. He turned around and rushed towards the bar. As for the guy that he crashed into, he didn't pay any more attention to him.