Son-in-law's Romantic Life

This is the signal for an attack. Just as I said this sentence, a loud shout was heard from his throat. His feet suddenly exerted force on the ground. His body immediately dashed towards Loong Shao at an extremely fast speed.    

Perhaps I have learned the Left Hand Punch before.    

But I haven't learned it for a very long time.    

In Loong Shao's eyes, my technique might not be very good. At least, I learned Thai, Taekwondo, and karate from Loong Shao. Comparing random boxing and other fancy boxing skills, my movements... It could even be called monotonous.    

However, what Loong Shao did not know was that these seemingly monotonous fist techniques were actually the most fatal fist techniques.    

There were no fancy moves, no messy and messy tactics that could not be remembered. There were only straightforward, the simplest, and the cruelest way to take away the target's life in the shortest amount of time.    

This was purely a technique to kill and injure.    

All methods existed for the purpose of killing.    

This technique, coupled with my strength and speed, the destructive power reached a limit in an instant.    

My fist is heading straight for Loong Shao's face.    

This move was very simple.    

But looking at this simple move, what Loong Shao wanted to dodge was simply impossible. That speed was simply too fast.    

Under that kind of super fast speed, the only thing Loong Shao could do was to raise his arm and block in front of his face.    

In the next second, with a bang, my fist exploded on Loong Shao's arm.    

Bang!    

Loong Shao's body kept retreating. At this moment, he couldn't stand at all.    

On his arm, Loong Shao even felt a kind of pain as if his flesh was about to split open. The force that exploded from his fist made Loong Shao completely unable to withstand it.    

My back heavily slammed into the wall behind me. Before Loong Shao could even catch his breath, my body had already moved forward. I kicked at Loong Shao's stomach.    

Clenching his teeth tightly, he let out a hoarse howl from his throat. Loong Shao forced himself to raise his body and made a sharp turn, dodging my foot by a hair's breadth.    

However, Loong Shao did not notice that the kick that was aimed at his stomach suddenly stopped. The direction of the kick changed from a straight kick to a sweeping move. The back of his foot hit Loong Shao's waist.    

This time, Loong Shao was unable to dodge.    

Under that terrifying force, Loong Shao's body was sent flying, rolling on the ground for a long distance.    

The surrounding hooligans saw this scene. They had already made way for a long distance, leaving a lot of space for us to fight in this classroom. No one interfered in this battle. Those people simply didn't have the qualifications to participate in this battle.    

While I was fighting with Loong Shao, on the other side, Liu Loong had also brought along seven or eight of his underlings. Each of them was holding a steel pipe, a baseball bat, and other similar things. They had already surrounded Gao Laoer and Xiong Laoliu.    

Xiong Laoliu, his name is Xiong Yang.    

Gao Laoer's name seems to be Gao Yi!    

Seeing so many people surrounding them, the two of them had very ugly expressions. Xiong Yang's large eyes revealed a hint of ferociousness, but in the midst of brutality, there was still some fear.    

Under normal circumstances, Xiong Yang wouldn't be afraid of so many people.    

But now, it wasn't necessarily so. Although his left hand was dislocated, he couldn't use his strength for a short period of time. With only one hand left, he wouldn't be able to defeat so many people.    

Moreover, these people all had fellows in their hands. Even if he was in good condition, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat them.    

As for Gao Yi, his eyes were constantly rotating. There was a slight trace of panic in his eyes under the black-rimmed glasses as he quietly retreated.    

"Cough cough, that... Loong Shao is fighting with Ye Chen right now. There's no need for us to fight here, right?" Blinking his eyes, Gao Yi said with a dry voice.    

"Let's fight over there. We should not be idle here. Otherwise, it will be a little boring." Liu Loong raised his head and stared at Gao Yi as he spoke in a sinister manner.    

The baseball bat in his palm kept spinning.    

Looking at the shiny baseball bat, Gao Yi's gaze chased the end of the spinning baseball bat. "That, there's no need for that, right? A gentleman uses his mouth, but doesn't use his hands..."    

"F * ck, I'm not a gentleman. I'm a f * cking bastard. Go on, beat them up." With a loud shout, Liu Loong grabbed the baseball bat in his hand and smashed it on Gao Yi's shoulder with a bang.    

Gao Yi immediately let out a strange cry, and his body curled up on the ground.    

This guy was really just a dog strategist. Apart from giving suggestions and strategies, his combat strength was almost zero.    

However, under the current situation, there was no chance for Gao Yi to give suggestions and suggestions.    

As for Xiong Yang, this guy was an absolute man. The movie was about to begin, although he was alone. Gao Yi wasn't even considered a man, and he was empty-handed. However, this guy was still acting crazily. He let out a loud roar from his throat. A cattail leaf fan like claw reached out and grabbed the head of one of his underlings. He threw his entire body away and used his other hand to forcefully clamp Gao Yi under his armpit. He exerted strength in his legs, trying his best to break out of this encirclement.    

However, Liu Loong took advantage of the opportunity. He grabbed the baseball bat and smashed it on Xiong Yang's calf from below.    

Xiong Yang's black iron tower like body fell onto the ground. The underlings beside him immediately surrounded him and punched their old master to death.    

The fist and the soles of his feet rushed towards Xiong Yang's body. With this, he finally vented out the resentment he had when he was beaten up in the afternoon.    

Huff... Huff... Huff...    

Loong Shao was continuously gasping for breath.    

Both of his legs were trembling violently, and a layer of sweat kept rolling down his face. There was even some blood at the corner of his mouth.    

The left side of his face and the right side of his eye had all turned green.    

If he could not do it, he really could not do it.    

This fellow's strength was really too great. When his fist landed on this guy's body, it was as if this guy had nothing to do with him at all. However, when this fellow's fist landed on his body... Every time, it was a heart-wrenching pain.    

Loong Shao had no idea how he managed to hold on.    

Am I going to lose?    

How is this possible? It's impossible, absolutely impossible.    

Since young, I have never lost before. How can I lose this time?    

That intense unwillingness made Loong Shao feel as if a needle had been pierced into his heart, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.    

Unwilling, unwilling, unable to lose, absolutely not...    

Watching me walk over step by step once again, Loong Shao finally can't hold it in anymore. A roar suddenly came from his throat as he grabbed a chair from the side. It was aimed at my head.