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Chapter 13 Stealing martial arts

"Why? Why do you want to kill them? Why do you want to kill them all?"

Looking at the half-grown child in front of him, Huang Feihong gritted his teeth and asked angrily. He could not imagine what it was that made a child at the age of innocence become so fierce and vicious.

"Why, because they are all bad people, they buy and sell women to be slaves abroad, and they are all destined to die. Letting them live will only harm more people." Wang Han said calmly when he heard this. It seemed that only some chickens and ducks were killed.

This time Wang Han came back, but he had already watched the plot of Huang Feihong's first part. He knew that the evil things these people had done were inhumane, so he had no psychological pressure to kill these people.

If the dead Shahe Gang heard Wang Han's words, they would definitely complain that they were wronged. This was a huge grievance. They had never done such a thing.

Unfortunately, they were all dead, and the rest of the Shahe Gang were recuperating in other rooms, so naturally they didn't hear Wang Han's words.

Wang Han ignored one point, that is, the time and sequence of the incident, or Wang Han did not realize the time and sequence of the incident at this time, and even the dead Shahe Gang people would not have thought that their gang would do such evil things in the near future.

However, even if Wang Han understood the time and time of the incident, Wang Han would kill these people without hesitation.

"What?"

Hearing Wang Han's words, Huang Feihong was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Even if they are unforgivable, you cannot kill them. You should hand them over to the government for disposal. Now you have time to go back and go to the yamen to accept disposal."

"hehe!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Han just smiled. He said nothing and made a fist and kick to Huang Feihong. Everything was gone.

[Imitation Hang] Can perfectly imitate any similar movement, including the way of exerting force, without hard practice.

This is Wang Han’s original purpose of coming to Baozhilin, but now he can only change his method.

"Hmph! I'm stubborn, so I'll catch you to the yamen!" Seeing this, Huang Feihong snorted coldly and also made a fist and kick stand. However, compared to Wang Han's four-dimensional appearance, his movements showed his master's style.

He didn't expect Wang Han to follow him to the yamen obediently. It would be more reasonable for such a vicious person to kill so many people, and it would be more reasonable to continue to resist.

Today he had to catch Wang Han and send him to the yamen, not only to help the brothers of the militia clear up grievances, but also to prevent lawless people like Wang Han from continuing to harm others.

"hehe!"

Looking at Huang Feihong's movements, Wang Han just sneered, and the movements on his hands and feet changed slightly, just like Huang Feihong's starting style, showing his master's style.

"Look at the move!" Seeing Wang Han change his starting position, Huang Feihong frowned and rushed towards Wang Han first, starting very quickly.

His pace was steady, light as the wind, as fast as a leopard, and it was three minutes faster than Wang Han's acceleration hang twice as fast as Wang Han. I'm afraid it would be less than thirteen or fourteen meters in one second.

"Oh!"

Seeing this, Wang Han sighed and rushed towards Huang Feihong at the same pace, with his starting speed being exactly the same as Huang Feihong.

The two were only six or seven meters apart, and they only met in the blink of an eye.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Smack!"

The moment they intersected, both sides attacked like lightning, bringing waves of afterimages. Both sides fists and feet were the same moves, the same routines, and the same kung fu. However, Wang Han still deliberately suppressed his speed and strength, just using the same power and speed as Huang Feihong.

"Who are you?"

After dozens of punches and kicks against Wang Han, Huang Feihong frowned and then separated after fighting with Wang Han again, and asked. The half-year-old child in front of him had exactly the same kung fu skills as his, even his strength and speed were almost the same, and even the moves he used at the same time were the same. Even though he didn't know Wang Han, he couldn't help but think that Wang Han and he had the same master.

"You don't need to know! Aren't you going to arrest me to the yamen? Do you have the ability?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Han sneered and rushed towards Huang Feihong this time.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Smack!"

Faced with Wang Han's attack, Huang Feihong could only continue to fight back. For a moment, the two of them fists and feet again. For a moment, Huang Feihong's brows became deeper. The opponents of Wang Han gave him the illusion of fighting with him again.

"Feihong!"

"Master Huang!"

Seeing Huang Feihong and Wang Han fighting, several doctors and Aunt Thirteen were worried. Even if they didn't understand kung fu, they could see that they were almost evenly matched when they made moves, and they were full of dangers.

However, unlike Huang Feihong, Wang Han is obviously more handy.

(The protagonist is driving five times faster and faster. Although he doesn't use five times faster, his nerve reactions are five times more than ordinary people. His ability to resist strikes and stress has been increased by ten times.)

When they fought with Wang Han, the two fought from inside to outside the house. Huang Feihong had an extremely difficult fight. Although the two were evenly matched, no matter how Huang Feihong stepped up his strength or even used strange moves frequently and with the help of the environment, the half-year-old child in front of him could deal with it in the same way. Not to mention winning Wang Han, he could not even take advantage.

He knew that Wang Han obviously had enough energy to deal with all his attacks so easily. But he could not lose. He had to capture Wang Han in the yamen and let the yamen fall into trouble in order to clean up the grievances of the brothers of the militia.

This was the most difficult time he had ever fought since he was studying, and Wang Han was the strongest enemy he had encountered.

"Shadowless feet!"

After the two separated the moves again, Huang Feihong took a deep breath, and did not care about the painful hands and feet. He used his unique kicks with one foot.

"Shadowless feet!"

However, what made Huang Feihong's eyes widen was that Wang Han actually used his shadowless foot in the same way. For a moment, the two of them kept colliding with their right legs, as fast as lightning, and they collided with each other seven or eight feet during breathing.

"How could you be without shadow?"

After parting again, Huang Feihong endured the collision and his right foot was painful, staring at Wang Han with his eyes tightly. You should know that his shadowless foot was not taught by his master, but now Wang Han actually used it.

"Hmph, I can do whatever you know."

Wang Han said, rushing towards Huang Feihong again.

Looking at Wang Han who was rushing towards him again, Huang Feihong could only grit his teeth and continue to fight against Wang Han. At this time, his heart had already sunk to the bottom. Wang Han was stronger than him, which was a fact. His hands and feet were already hurting tightly, but Wang Han looked like he was fine, and his fists and feet had little impact on Wang Han.

This is the invisible gap between the two sides. Now let alone taking over Wang Han with the advantage, if you don’t do it well, not only will you not be able to win Wang Han, but others may even be in danger.

But there is no hope. Wang Han is breathing much better than him now. The child's physical strength is always inferior to adults. Now it depends on who can persist better. It depends on whether he can't resist Wang Han's attack first or whether Wang Han's physical strength is exhausted first.
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