There are now constraints!

He could barely muster any fighting power.

Seeing that Feng Yuwei was caught off guard and hit with a stick, he felt pain in his leg and his reaction was slow.

He was caught off guard at that moment and was hit hard on the head again.

The little girl was small, but her kung fu was taught by Lu Wujiu. She was agile and even more resilient than Feng Yuwei. When she saw Feng Yuwei being hit on the head, she turned around and glanced at him.

One glance and I was distracted.

Feng Yuwei spat out a mouthful of blood.

It looks very bleak.

Su Jiaoniang stood in the crowd, unable to bear the sight.

She leaped out of the crowd and pulled Feng Yuwei behind her.

She was a Wing Chun practitioner herself, and had also learned the boxing and martial arts techniques used in the military. She wasn't afraid of these people at all.

The Foshan Shadowless Kick has emerged.

They just threw the person on the ground.

His gaze fell on Feng Yuwei: "Can you still hold on?"

“No problem!” Feng Yuwei nodded.

It's just vomiting blood, not like he vomited out his heart, it doesn't matter.

As long as I'm alive, anything is possible in the future.

Su Jiaoniang's gaze fell on Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui swallowed hard.

He had never seen such a fierce person before.

She clearly has thin arms and legs.

But that gaze, when it fell on him, felt like being pricked by an ice cube, icy cold.

His leg trembled, and he turned to run.

But Su Jiaoniang would let him run away. If she let the people who ganged up to beat Xiaoya and Feng Yuwei get away, she wouldn't be a good mother.

He stretched out his leg and knocked Wang Fugui down, then used a strangulation maneuver to pin Wang Fugui's hands behind his back.

If she had a silver chain on her wrist at that moment.

It must be pinned to Wang Fugui's fat wrist, which is as big as a pig's trotter!