"Boy, I know you are a soldier, but I'm honest, the little bit of three-legged kung fu you learned in the military camp is rubbish to me!"

Gao Laihe spoke with disdain.

"This is the Seven Injury Fist of my ancestor of Gao's family. After a master modified the mind method, it is like a tiger spreading its wings, and it has become a set of advanced boxing techniques!"

"Even if I practice hard and practice hard, I can become a master of internal energy in less than five years!"

Gao Laihe said confidently that these were what his uncle told him, and now he became the capital for bragging.

"Oh, I almost forgot. With your qualifications, I probably don't know what the Master of Internal Power means!"

Gao Laihe couldn't help but shake his head, with a pity.

"But as long as you know, as long as you become a master of internal strength, you can hang your wrist and fly your needles and control your energy and hurt people, which is definitely something you mortals can't imagine!"

Gao Laihe couldn't help but say contemptuously.

And Jiang Beichen still had no expression at all, but said lightly, "Take it out!"

"Yes, military gate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qun walked directly towards Gao Laihe.

"My surname is Jiang, I'll give you a fucking face..." Slap! Before he finished speaking, a big slap directly slapped Gao Laihe's face, and then he swallowed it back into his stomach. He fainted directly, and Zhao Qun immediately walked outside like a little chicken.

It was thrown on the cold street outside like garbage.

At this moment, Liu Yan and Wang Xuewu both had dull expressions.

Just knock someone out with just one slap?

Who is this? This is! "Wife, I think we should have a good talk about some things!"
Chapter completed!