Chapter 116 It's Just Right

"Mr. Zhang!" Wu Aoran had a thin body, wearing a vest like a Tang suit, with a bright satin finish, a bald head, a horse face, and very small eyes, giving a gloomy feeling when he smiled. .

Wu Aoran walked over step by step with his hands behind his back. The waiters of Jinsehuanian automatically made way for him, and the eyes they looked at him changed a little, as if they were worshipping idols.

Indeed, Wu Aoran can be regarded as a very good gangster in this film. Don't look at him thin, but his skills are tough, and he is all wild, which is even more difficult to guard against. Hearing that there is a case of human life in his hands, he is behind him. The younger brother who followed is even more domineering, with a dragon painting style on his body, all tattoos.

Zhang Wenlong also knows that if Wu Aoran comes out, he must take care of himself. If you don’t pay a night snack of 10,000 yuan, you will be asking for trouble, but sadly, these people he raises have no way to take Su Ke. , and hated Su Ke's teeth so much that he had to let out this breath.

"Brother Ao Ran, this kid has great skills! Please take action and teach him a lesson!" Zhang Wenlong pointed at Su Ke, who was blocked by Xiao Xianren, and said fiercely.

Xiao Xianren's brain is a little dazed now. The courage he just mustered, with the appearance of Wu Aoran, little by little, these people in front of him are clearly gangsters in the society, not a role like a ktv waiter can compare Yes, these people have no scruples in making shots, and killing people is even more commonplace.

"Yeah!" Wu Aoran tilted his head and glanced at Su Ke, who was leaning against the wall. His nasal voice was heavy. Not being interested at all, he turned his head and glanced at Zhang Wenlong. .

"President Zhang, how many of these people have one leg?"

"Hehe, Brother Ao Ran, don't bother, just turn them all over, and leave the rest to me!" Zhang Wenlong said, he definitely didn't want to let go of the students in front of him, but if Wu Aoran took these Everyone breaks their legs, and their expenses will inevitably double.

"Humph!" Wu Aoran naturally knew Zhang Wenlong's thoughts, but he didn't break it. He shook his neck, and suddenly there was a sound of bones twisting. He crossed his fingers and moved his wrists again, "Okay, today I haven't gone to the gym yet, so I should warm up!"

As you speak, take a step.

"Go back!" Xiao Xianren held the half beer bottle in his hand, waved it forward twice, and shouted, but there was a kind of hoarse voice, and after shouting, he involuntarily stepped back half a step.

The moment Su Ke appeared in Wu Aoran, his whole body began to get tense. This man carried that kind of suffocating energy, which was clearly transmitted to his nerves. After being blessed by the primary rewards for the mastery of military boxing and mastery of Jeet Kune Do. The body responds naturally.

After a short rest just now, the breathing finally began to calm down. At this moment, the muscle cells in the whole body burst out with turbulent vitality again. He took a deep breath and patted Xiao Xianren on the shoulder: "Let me I come!"

Xiao Xianren turned to the side subconsciously, and felt that Su Ke suddenly moved, as if a gust of wind brushed past him, and he didn't react at all. When he turned his head, Su Ke had already fought with Wu Ao Ran. .

Jeet Kune Do is originally a three-point punch and seven-point leg. Su Ke's left foot is a little bit, first a sliding step, and his right fist is naturally retracted, like a sharp sword ready to go, but the fist does not move, but the right knee quickly rises , the soles of his feet were stretched, and he suddenly stepped out towards Wu Aoran's kneecap.

Wu Aoran did not expect that Su Ke would take the initiative to attack. After a moment, Su Ke's explosive foot was already less than five centimeters away from his knee. In a hurry, he quickly took his left foot as the center of the circle, his body slightly to one side, ninety degrees. turned and flashed past.

Su Ke lost his foot, but didn't take it back. Instead, he froze slightly, paused, and kicked directly to the vital part between Wu Aoran's legs. Now the situation is critical, Su Ke can't control whether his move is too vicious.

This script was sent by Su Ke with all his strength. If he was really kicked, it would not just be a pain in the ass. It is estimated that Wu Aoran would end up with a tragic ending.

It's just that Wu Aoran quickly entered the state after Su Ke's blow, his eyes flashed, and his right hand rubbed his hand into a knife, facing Su Ke's side kick and slashed straight down.

With a bang, it was like two stones colliding with each other. Su Ke felt that his calf bone seemed to be broken, and he was directly chopped off by Wu Aoran's palm.

With one blow, Su Ke felt a chill in his heart. It seemed that with his primary level of Jeet Kune Do mastery, he was not Wu Aoran's opponent at all. The pain from his leg bones kept reminding himself that this Wu Aoran was not easy to deal with.

Wu Aoran saw Su Ke retreat, but did not follow closely, but touched his right hand. The pain in his palm was also not small, and his eyes narrowed slightly, like a poisonous snake in the grass was staring at his prey, hehe After laughing twice: "Interesting, interesting!" After speaking, the tip of his tongue swiped his lips: "I'm going to fix your leg today!"

"I'll go!" Hearing Wu Aoran's words, Su Ke was annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't do anything about it, "If I've already received the advanced reward of Jeet Kune Do mastery, you can still be arrogant!" Pain in the calf, ready for his counterattack.

Wu Aoran shook his right hand, very relaxed, although Su Ke's skills were much higher than ordinary people, but for him, there was still no threat. up.

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Wu Aoran, you are so majestic!"

Wu Aoran stopped suddenly, followed the sound, and did not know when there was an extra person at the entrance of the stairs. He was tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was wearing an army green T-shirt, light yellow marching pants, and black combat boots. There was a strong smell of iron blood all over his body.

"Yo, who am I? What kind of wind blows Master Meng!" Wu Aoran's expression froze slightly, then he laughed, his eyes narrowed again.

"I heard that someone is bullying Sister Feihong's brother, so come and take a look, don't wait until the little brother is injured, it's not good, a few people must lose their lives!" Ma Meng kept walking, saying as he walked, With a thick voice, he glanced at Wu Aoran, and finally stood beside Su Ke.