My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 380: The horrible strength of the horns
(Fifth)
The ground was cleaned up, No. 2 head patted his chest, walked towards Yang Guo step by step with a grinning grin, and he smiled happily in his mouth: "Children, don’t learn well at a young age, wait a minute. I was beaten and crying, don’t call for my mother!"
There's more to be done? Yang Guo felt a little annoyed and beat one after another. Is it going to be a wheel fight, one level at a time? When and where will this fight end?
"Wait, I won't fight you!" Yang Guo yelled, and suddenly raised his head to look at the tall and strong black horn, his provocative eyes made no secret, "I want to fight you !"
"What?" The No. 2 head stopped, as if he had heard some joke, and laughed, "You want to challenge our boss?"
"Save it!" No. 2 snorted suddenly, "If you want to fight our boss, you are not qualified! Without the boss, I can beat you up!"
Yang Guo ignored him, but continued to defiantly pointed at the **** horn, raised his head, and said disdainfully: "Why, don't you dare?"
"*!" Feeling ignored, the second head is very angry, ready to rush to beat Yang Guo.
Suddenly, the **** horn who had been expressionless suddenly flicked his thigh and jumped from the upper bunk. He weighed at least two hundred and forty catties and hit the ground. Yang Guo felt like an earthquake on the floor. Shook.
The **** horn slowly straightened up his waist, stretched out his muscular arms, blocking the front of the second horn, and said coldly: "He is mine!"
The No. 2 head was a little unwilling. He felt as if he was considered by the boss to be weaker than Yang Guo, and hurriedly shouted: "Boss, I haven't beaten him yet!"
The **** horn turned his head too much, and he glared at No. 2 with big eyes like brass bells, without saying a word, the threatening courage made No. 2 shrunk his head quickly and did not dare to question any more.
However, No. 2 head and several other people also looked at Yang Guo a little gleefully. The **** head and Yang Guo are not on the same level. They have already seen Yang Guo being beaten and unable to live. Self-care look.
This is not something that has never happened before!
The **** horn is a serious prisoner. He used to be a very powerful role in the army. After he was discharged from the army, he was mixed up with the black. There was a gang fight. He carried a knife and chopped down ten people on the spot. Eight died, showing how brutal the black trumpets were in fighting!
Later he hid for a few months, but was still caught by the police with a gun to his head. Because of the black society, the sentencing of the black man is still in the process of collecting evidence and judicial proceedings. He has been in this detention center for half a year and has always been a well-deserved prison tyrant. When eating, everyone sees the black man. The trumpet must go around, for fear that it would be unpleasant to his eyes, and was beaten into meat sauce with a fist.
Don't think that the **** trumpeter dare not do it. He is already destined to not escape the death penalty. To him, killing one more and one less kills is just a number.
In the past, there was a ruthless character in the eighth prison who wanted to challenge the position of the **** trumpeter, but he was put on the ground and beaten into a concussion. If the prison guards arrived in time, he would not be beaten to death. What is impossible.
I saw the **** horn twisted his shoulders, and his bones made a crackling sound. His fists hit his chest, making a dull sound.
The **** trumpeter grinned and grinned cruelly. The urn said in an annoyed voice: "I, Song Laohei, killed more than a dozen people, but I never kill nameless people under my fist. What is your name?" /
The **** trumpet still puts some pressure on Yang Guo, which makes Yang Guo a little dignified. He also moves around, carefully preparing. Hearing the half-literal and half-white questioning of the black trumpet, Yang Guo answered straightforwardly: "Yang Guo!"
"Your skill is good, but, what a pity, haha!" The **** trumpet smiled grimly. He knew what he meant. Yang Guo is destined to not beat him. What is the use of kung fu? In the end, there is still a dead end! The **** horn doesn't want to let anyone provoke him.
"Huh, isn't it too early to say this?" Yang Guo looked at him with his head up, and said unconvincingly.
Since practicing the Tai Chi method, Yang Guo has never been afraid of anyone, and has never lost a fight against anyone. Moreover, as Xingyiquan is gradually becoming more successful and other kung fu has been achieved, Yang Guo's confidence is even more steadfast. Climb high! Although the **** figure puts a lot of pressure on him, Yang Guo doesn't think he will lose.
"No, soon!" The **** trumpeter laughed. He didn't follow the Yang Guo ink, and he roared excitedly and rushed towards the Yang Guo bear.
When a person has a great physical advantage, he prefers to use his physical advantage to defeat the enemy instead of using guerrilla tactics to kill the opponent like Taizu. For the black trumpeter, the most commonly used methods are nothing more than bear hugs, straight punches, and beatings. There are no moves at all, and it is not considered lazy and not learning moves. With his body, he uses ordinary thighs. The thick arms are entangled with each other like a python, no one can stand it!
Needless to say a straight punch, a heavy punch on the head will end with a concussion in the slightest, and a direct death in the heavy. Wrestling, his strength is so strong, he lifts a person up, and then hits the ground in a wrestling posture, it is estimated that Bruce Lee will be angry.
Yang Guo habitually gave in, but he didn't consider that the **** trumpet was tall and his wingspan was also very long. Yang Guo didn't run away, he grabbed the clothes, and then he was hugged by the bear!
Hugged by a **** bear, Yang Guo's first feeling is not tight, but smelly!
Too stinky. This **** horn with a black chest and hairy chest exudes a stench that hasn't been showered for months, especially his armpits, almost not fainting Yang Guo.
"Hey!" The **** horn was just like an eagle catching a chicken. He was very proud. He started to contract the muscles of his arm, trying to squeeze Yang Guo to death, and then beat him!
Although it was very disgusting to be smoked~IndoMTL.com~Yang Guo, he was awakened by the **** muscles that tightened quickly. He opened his eyes and recovered his clarity.
However, everything just happened too quickly. When Yang Guo was hugged by a bear, he didn't make the best posture to protect himself. He is now with his right hand on his chest, and he was caught by a **** head. Live, but his left hand hangs empty under him.
Yang Guo's strength is indeed great, but in this posture, he can't exert any strength at all!
Yang Guo tried it, trying to open the **** arm with the power of one hand with the right hand, but the right hand, which can only exert 40% of its strength, can only delay the speed of the **** contraction.
"Huh, huh!" Yang Guo breathed sharply, in a critical situation!
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