Jiang Wulang stared at him, but his tone was very relaxed: "Are you scared? Just say so."

"Are I afraid? Come on, come on, I'll let you punch me twice first, then hit here. If I hum, I lose!" The rough man's eyes were rounded, like boiled eggs, and he muttered in a sullen voice.

The way.

From the outside, this person's figure is very strong and burly. Just standing here, he looks like a big bear standing upright.

Comparatively speaking, judging from the figure alone, Jiang Wulang is really far behind. In comparison, he seems to be not much thinner.

The officials of the Ministry of War already looked very ugly. Although they secretly had no favorable impression of Jiang Wulang, the airborne right-hand minister of the Ministry of War, and thought he was a relative of the general who was protecting the country, he was one of their own after all.

Most of the other members of the Imperial Guard looked down upon the joke, and they never looked down upon those who were doing civilian work.

"Two punches are two punches." A smile appeared on Jiang Wulang's face: "Then stand still and don't move."

"Hurry up." The rough man put his hands on his hips and laughed, "What's the ink mark on you? You look like a girl."

"Here we come." Jiang Wulang glanced at this person, with a hint of coldness on his lips. This was not because he wanted to hit someone. He was so arrogant that even God might not be able to stand it.

He just casually formed his right hand into the shape of a fist and hit the rough man's body very casually.

"boom!"

On the surface, this blow seemed easy and nothing, but when it hit the rough man, it made a sound like muffled thunder.

At this moment, the rough man couldn't help but fly backwards, and fell to the ground. He tried to struggle to get up, but after a few flutters, he couldn't get up, and finally stood up tremblingly.

However, there was already a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, Jiang Wulang kept his hand. He practiced internal martial arts. Even a master with natural divine power like Zheng Feilong could block it, let alone an ordinary person who had never practiced internal martial arts and had no abnormal supernatural power.

Military man.

If you hit him with all your strength, one punch is enough to kill a rough man.

Li Xianlin and other officials from the Ministry of War were stunned. They had never seen such a scene before. It was obviously a very light punch, but the wind of the punch could not be seen. How could the person be knocked away all at once?

Woolen cloth.

The other captains of the Royal Guards also stared in surprise at the rough man who could barely stand, his legs were trembling, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, with incredible expressions on their faces.

"There's still one more punch left, do you want to continue?" Jiang Wulang squinted his eyes, showing a hint of eagerness to try.

The rough man covered his wounds with his palms, with a frightened expression on his face. He was facing Jiang Wulang. It was obvious that Jiang Wulang did not use all his strength. Even so, he had already endured it.

Can't stand it any longer.

If he were to hit me with a punch, his life would be in danger, it would be a fool.

He quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm not coming, I'm not coming."

Some of the others stared at the rough man and said, "Lao Jiang, what's the matter with you? How can a boy scare you like this?"

The rough man couldn't help but said in a loud voice: "That's nonsense. If you want to do it, just do it. Don't stand there and make sarcastic remarks."

Jiang Wulang squinted his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "What? You want to fight in a group? That's okay, just you, everything is just average."

What a provocation.

This was Chi Guoguo's provocation, and it was simply arrogant to the extreme.

Lao Jiang, who was talking about giving two punches just now, didn't seem to be so exaggerated.

All of them were commanders of the Imperial Guards, and yet they were provoked by a young boy.

Of course, they didn't really see how powerful the punch just now was. People who didn't really experience it personally wouldn't have such a deep understanding.

However, being able to injure Lao Jiang means that he should be stronger than Lao Jiang. They still have this knowledge.

But at this moment, in the eyes of Li Xianlin and others, Jiang Wulang's situation is completely different. This is a real relief.

The more arrogant you are, the more arrogant you are to them.

They have to deal with people like the Imperial Guard every year. Knowing the temperament of these people, they have been holding back their anger for a long time. But now, Jiang Wulang's provocative behavior has made them feel bad.

But even though Jiang Wulang was very arrogant, the captains of the Imperial Guard did not seriously join him. They still wanted to have some face.

One of them came out, his face full of anger.

He waved his fist and walked up: "Come, let me ask you a question."

He swung his fists in a gesture like a pair of dragons going out to sea, moved his steps forward, and rushed towards Jiang Wulang's direction.

But his fists were thrown empty, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Wulang was no longer in front of him.

"careful!"

But then, there was a shout in his ears, and his whole body felt as if a sharp blade was about to come, and his body instinctively became vigilant.

But it was all in vain. Even though he swung his body desperately and tried to turn around, it was already too late. In just a moment, he felt pain in his neck, his vision went dark, and he fell straight to the ground with a thud.

Jiang Wulang knocked out the man casually, but he didn't feel anything big. He usually competed with a few masters such as Xingyun, Zheng Feilong, Ziyan, etc. Basically, he met his opponent.

Interesting.

Even Han Feiyu was far stronger than this man. He could only sigh in his heart. They were really a group of men who relied on brute strength. The Imperial Guards were far inferior to the National Guards. No wonder Emperor Qi Xingyun

Leave these Praetorian Guards alone.

The men of the Imperial Guard looked at each other, with war burning in their eyes. They all knew that they could not deal with the newly appointed Right Minister of the Ministry of War alone. In order to preserve the dignity of the Imperial Guard, they could only face him.

On the scalp.

"Come together!"

The leading man shouted loudly, and the other dozen captains and commanders gathered around him.

And this kind of behavior also successfully made other officials in the Ministry of War angry and dissatisfied. Are these people really going to start a group fight?

"The Imperial Guards are so shameless. A dozen of them will beat each other."

"Jiang Wulang, you have to pay attention. There is a sneak attack on the left."

"There are also sneak attacks on the right, and there are also people from behind."

"There are still people hiding in the back."

Everyone was talking at once, but soon their panic turned into exclamations.

"Master Jiang is powerful, don't hold back."

"That's right, just hit him, don't stop, hit him hard."
Chapter completed!