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"Who are you?"

The little girl Wang Xiaolin just had a meal and ran down the dining table. When she saw several uninvited guests breaking in at the door, her face was tense and she tried her best to make herself very serious, but her voice was still crisp and had no lethality.

Wang Cheng glanced at the door, frowned, and said to Wang Yuanyuan: "Yuanyuan, take Xiaolin upstairs."

Wang Yuanyuan looked at her brother Wang Cheng deeply, and then took Wang Xiaolin's little hand to leave, but the little girl was a little unhappy. She shook her sister Wang Yuanyuan's hand and muttered, "I won't leave, I want to see my brother beat up the bad guy."

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Be good at Xiaolin, go up and play with your sister. Brother will give you good things tomorrow."

Wang Xiaolin's eyes lit up and looked at the beautiful white jade bracelet on her hand. This was given to her by her brother Wang Cheng a few days ago, so she reluctantly went upstairs with Wang Yuanyuan.

A few young people who came in at the door were a little stunned when they saw this scene, with a puzzled expression. Isn’t this the script like this? Shouldn’t you be very scared and panicked? Shouldn’t you be careful to ask who we are, and then as soon as we register for the title, you will kneel down and beg for mercy?

Why, it seems that you haven't seen us?

Several young people looked at the so-called small bully in the provincial capital that was leading among them.

Wang Jianhai and Aunt Chen also looked very ugly. They knew that Wang Cheng might be extraordinary outside, so they let Wang Cheng do whatever he wanted and rarely ask. However, they did not want to see anyone asking for trouble and come to the door of their homes. The deep-rooted idea of ​​ordinary Chinese people who have been tradition for thousands of years is to want a stable life, and family is the most important thing.

Wang Cheng turned his head and said apologetically to his father: "Dad, take your aunt upstairs to rest first. Let Shaoyun and the others clean up the place later. Don't worry, this is the first and last time, and no one will dare to come to our house to cause trouble in the future."

Wang Jianhai has accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction with Wang Cheng recently. At this time, it was about to explode, but Aunt Chen next to him pulled her arm away. She was so depressed that she couldn't vent her expression, and her expression was ugly.

Aunt Chen whispered: "Xiao Cheng. Your dad and I know that you are an adult. No matter what you are doing, don't do bad things."

Wang Cheng nodded affirmatively and said, "Don't worry, auntie, I know what to do. We will definitely not do anything to commit crimes."

"That's good. Your dad and I believe you are sensible. Then let's go upstairs to rest first."

Aunt Chen pulled Wang Jianhai, who was so dark that he was so tired, and went upstairs.

Then, Wang Cheng looked at the young men who were still posing for poss at the door, his eyes became sharp, and he asked calmly: "Who are you? What are you here to do for me?"

Zhang Shaoyun stood up, moved his hands and feet, looking like a thug. The boy still had some previous thoughts in his mind. A group of people posed for a fight, then moved their dads to scare them, and finally shouted a few times, then went back to their own houses and looked for their mothers...

Wang Cheng was obviously not like this. After he said that, he nodded to Yang Wuji and showed his eyes.

Yang Wuji nodded helplessly, and after hesitation, he agreed and once again became Wang Cheng's thug.

There were four young people in total. After the poss was put on, they walked in together. The young man in the first black leather jacket and sunglasses shouted to Wang Cheng: "You are Wang Cheng, right? I am the eldest disciple of Longcheng Martial Arts Hall in the provincial capital. My name is Zhang Wenming. I want to sign up for this martial arts competition, but you have filled the quota, so I want you to withdraw. Anyway, you will fail and waste opportunities. It is better to give the quota to me. If I go, I can guarantee that I can save us a championship."

Zhang Wenming, wearing sunglasses, stepped forward, took off his sunglasses, showed a pair of strong eyes, looked at Wang Cheng with a condescending attitude and said, "I am a civilized person and don't want to bully people by relying on my dad, so I came to convince you in person."

The word "persuasion" has a heavy tone.

Wang Cheng stared at the other party with his eyes, and he understood in his heart that it was for the quota of the martial arts competition, and his eyes looked at Yang Wuji.

Yang Wuji whispered: "In this martial arts competition, there are only five places in each province and region, and our Jiangzhou occupies three."

Wang Cheng nodded and looked at Zhang Wenming and said, "I won't give up this place. You came to the door for no reason, which has made our whole family unhappy. If you leave now and promise me that you will not come to my house again in the future, I will let you leave this door intact."

"What did you say?"

Zhang Wenming's face turned dark, and he looked at Wang Cheng with his ears as if he didn't understand, and shouted: "Do you know who you are talking to?"

A tall and strong young man behind him also shouted: "That's right, Wang Cheng, don't think it's great to live in a villa. We can check your identity clearly. You are just a poor boy who is lucky and rich. Now I obediently agree to Mr. Zhang's request and take the initiative to give up the quota, so we won't make things difficult for you."

Wang Cheng's eyes became cold again and he said to Zhang Shaoyun: "Shaoyun, call Director Sun to call the police and said that someone broke into my house and robbed and beat people."

Zhang Shaoyun was stunned for a moment, wondering, this seemed not to be his master's style? Why did he call the police? Shouldn't he be called before he could call him?

When Zhang Wenming heard Wang Cheng calling the police, his face was anxious and he felt a little afraid. He was afraid that the impact would be bad if it was reported, so he hurriedly shouted: "Boy, are you a martial arts practitioner? You still call the police? Do you talk about the morality of the world?"

Wang Cheng disdained to talk to them, did not understand the morality of the world, and only knew that the reason why the disaster was not as good as his family, and said to Yang Wuji: "Break them all."

Yang Wuji and Xie Xingyu were both stunned, looking at Wang Cheng hesitantly, with questions in their eyes, really wanting to fight?

Wang Cheng nodded affirmatively and said, "Break the hands and feet, and then leave it to Director Sun. I will be responsible for any incident."

Yang Wuji put down his mind, nodded to Xie Xingyu and Yang Qi, and then walked up. Xie Xingyu and Yang Qi hesitated for a moment and followed, anyway, they were following the command.

Zhang Wenming laughed and covered up the tension in his heart. He said disdainfully: "Wang Cheng. Let me tell you the truth, it's useless to call a policeman. I can handle it with just one phone call. But do you want them to deal with me? I have practiced boxing in Longcheng Martial Arts Hall for three years, and have practiced Xingyiquan, Baguaquan, and Bajiquan to the level of perfection. Don't think it's casual..."

Yang Wuji did not say anything extra nonsense, and waved his hand directly. He asked Yang Qi to rush forward, and directly made a move of Xingyiquan collapse. Xie Xingyu did not take action directly, but stood aside and watched.

Zhang Wenming waved his fists and fought with Yang Qi from the beginning. Judging from his posture, he was indeed very capable. He majored in Xingyiquan, Tai Chi and Level 8 shadows, which were in the middle stage of the dark energy. Among his peers of his age, he was indeed qualified to be proud. Unfortunately, he chose the wrong partner, and among the people present, there was no one who was weaker than him, and everyone in terms of qualifications was above him.

Bang!

Yang Qi is the strength of the late stage of the national martial arts, and is specialized in Xingyiquan. The Bengquan is quite hot, the lower plate is very stable, and the strength is very concentrated. As soon as the battle is fought, Zhang Wenming was suppressed and he beat him back step by step.

After a few powerful Beng punches, Zhang Wenming couldn't resist it anymore. He fought head-on and his shoulders were so shocked by Beng Jin. His eyes were shocked. Then he stepped back and pointed at Yang Qi and shouted, "Stop, stop, I won't fight you." Then he pointed at Wang Cheng and shouted, "I want to fight him, I'm here to challenge him. Wang Cheng, do you dare? If you lose, you can give me the competition place."

Wang Cheng then stood up from the chair, took Zhang Shaoyun to the center of the living room, looked at Zhang Wenming and said lightly: "What qualifications do you have to fight with me?"

Zhang Wenming's face turned red. He looked around Yang Wuji, Xie Xingyu, and Yang Qi. At this time, even a fool knew that he might have hit the nail on the ground today. The few little brothers behind him dared not yell, and they all kept silent wisely, not wanting to cause trouble.

However, Zhang Wenming had some luck in his heart. After all, he could see that Wang Cheng was too young, so he immediately shouted: "Anyway, I just want to challenge you. Why did you rob me of my competition? If you dare not accept my challenge, you will return the quota to me."

The other party came for himself and wanted to compete for the quota for the martial arts competition. Wang Cheng had to take action, otherwise it would be reported that he would not be able to conquer people when he went out. I think in southern Hunan, there were many martial arts schools or martial arts families who were very dissatisfied with Jiangzhou's exclusive three quotas, but most people chose to deal with it silently. Only Zhang Wenming jumped out and even chased Wang Cheng's house.

I think that the Longcheng Martial Arts Hall where Zhang Wenming is located doesn’t know about his actions, otherwise he would never let this guy make a fuss. After all, who dares to provoke Wu Shengshan casually?

Wang Cheng said lightly to Zhang Wenming: "Okay, I'll let you take action. If you lose, I will interrupt you."

Zhang Wenming was waiting for this opportunity. He didn't care what Wang Cheng said later, just agree. As soon as Wang Cheng finished speaking, he rushed up. In order to take the lead, he rushed up with a powerful move of Bajiquan. The power of the mid-stage dark force could only bring a sound of wind.

Wang Cheng stretched out one hand casually, and used the Taoist Tai Chi silk-wrapped hand to stick his fist into his hand. Then his arm rotated, which made Zhang Wenming's arm unable to break free. He could only rotate with Wang Cheng's arm. Even if he struggled, he could not pull it out, and his face turned extremely red.

"Come on, Mr. Zhang!"

"Your Madam Zhang, you are the number one expert in the world, come on..."

Several young people who followed Zhang Wenming to watch the fun hurriedly shouted slogans, but they didn't want to see Zhang Wenming.

However, they could not know how uncomfortable Zhang Wenming was at this time. One arm was stuck by Wang Cheng, which made him unable to break free. He was extremely shocked, knowing that this time he really kicked the huge titanium alloy plate. He hurriedly waved another fist again to Wang Cheng, and Wang Cheng still waved one hand, turned around, and displayed the silk-wrapped hand with great exquisiteness. He also stuck Zhang Wenming's fist that rushed out in one fell swoop, and stuck Zhang Wenming's two arms with one hand.

Yang Wuji, Xie Xingyu, Yang Qi, and Ma Jiangming, who was still sitting there because of the injury, were shocked. Yang Wuji was mentally prepared, but was a little surprised by Wang Cheng's attainment of Silk-wrapped hands. His three team members were a little unacceptable. Wang Cheng was a little scary at such a young age, and his martial arts were so scary, which made them very distressed. At this time, they really considered the words of captain Yang Wuji. Perhaps they could really learn a lot from Wang Cheng in the past two days.

Bang……

Wang Cheng's palm shook, stopped the silk-wrapped hand, then his feet bullied him in front of him, and his shoulder suddenly hit Zhang Wenming, who was retreating, and he flew backwards. His body hit two young men again. The three of them fell to the ground together and smashed two chairs, both of them in a very embarrassing manner.

Both arms of Zhang Wenming lost consciousness, his shoulder joints were dislocated, and he lay on the ground, looking at Wang Cheng in shock, feeling a little disbelief.

I was defeated by this boy with one hand?

Now, he knew why when he asked several masters of Longcheng Martial Arts Hall to go to Jiangzhou to compete for a martial arts quota, the masters disagreed. When he contacted the people he knew from other martial arts halls, no one was willing.

Zhang Wenming took action privately for this competition. After some investigation, he chose Wang Cheng, who was the youngest and only 18 years old, still in high school, between Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, and Wang Cheng, and thought he had picked up the softest persimmon.

"You, are you really Wang Cheng? Wang Cheng from Wusheng Mountain's Cangding Ding Temple? How could you be so powerful?"

Zhang Wenming still couldn't believe it. He had investigated the Tibetan Ding Temple and was just an old Taoist temple. He had no famous masters, far less powerful than Yang's Tai Chi and Liu's cannon fist.

Wang Cheng's breathing was steady and his face was normal, as if he hadn't had a fight just now. He just glanced at Zhang Wenming and said lightly: "Of course I am Wang Cheng, you can wait to go to jail."

Director Sun Qing has already brought people on the way here, and I believe it will be available in half an hour at most.

Now in Jiangzhou, Wang Cheng is one of the people Sun Qing attaches most importance to, second only to the top leader Tang Qiangmin.

"Do you know who Mr. Zhang's father is? You dare to call the police to arrest him? Then Mr. Zhang has a phone call, and it may not be sure who to arrest him!"

A young man shouted immediately.

Zhang Wenming also looked ugly and struggled to stand up. After his face changed, he said to Wang Cheng in a deep voice: "Wang Cheng, what happened today is wrong. I apologize to you. If you ask me to leave, just pretend that I have never been here. There are many friends and multiple roads, how about it?"

Wang Cheng seemed to have taken two steps slowly, but in fact he quickly came to the two black off-road vehicles at the door and said calmly: "No, this is your own choice. If you are wrong, you have to pay the price. This is my home. Even if your father comes to me personally, there is no room for negotiation."

As he said that, Wang Cheng kicked the off-road vehicle door.

There was a loud bang.

A huge force broke out on the off-road vehicle, and the whole vehicle trembled. The four doors of the imported Land Rover were shaken open at the same time, and all the glass burst at the same time. The bottom of the vehicle was shaken and parts fell off the floor.

Huhuhuhuhu...

At this time, several police cars also rushed over and stopped at the door of Wang Cheng's house.

Zhang Wenming looked a little panicked. He moved his arms, but found that he was still unconscious. He hurriedly shouted to a younger brother: "Call my dad." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!