Just as he appeared suddenly and left quietly, no one noticed the young Taoist priest's strange behavior.
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Jiaolong Gang headquarters.
Xiao Jiaolong looked solemnly at the mysterious visitor standing three meters away.
The other person was wearing a jacket with a black dragon tattoo on his body that was extremely eye-catching.
Normally, no one dared to enter the Jiaolong Gang alone. The person in front of him was the first one Xiao Jiaolong had met in several years.
Anyone who would do such a thing is either stupid or strong. Judging from the fact that the other party silently bypassed all the guards and appeared in front of him, this person should be the latter.
Xiao Jiaolong clasped his fists and said, "I am Xiao Jiaolong, leader of the Jiaolong Gang. I'm not sure what your name is, and why you broke into our Jiaolong Gang headquarters at night."
Wang Meng clenched his fists, a sinister smile on his face: "I'm only here to take your life. A dead person doesn't need to know too much."
"What a big mouth." Xiao Jiaolong sneered with his hands behind his back, but now he pointed directly at Wang Meng and said, "Your Excellency's mind doesn't seem to be clear. I will take it down and use it as a urinal to clean you with urine."
Bang!
The two men moved at the same time and leaped out. It was a real surprise. In the blink of an eye, they were fighting each other.
Xiao Jiaolong's palms were as big as palm-leaf fans, big and thick, with calluses as hard as pebbles. He must have practiced palm techniques for no less than twenty years. His palm styles were astonishing, and his palms attacked directly like thunder, with great momentum.
Wang Meng was not bad either. He pounded out with a pair of iron fists, also with great force and strength.
Bang!
When the two men's fists touched each other, there were shocking roars that were extremely loud.
Xiao Jiaolong looked at the other party in disbelief, and an idea quickly emerged in his mind.
Master!
As soon as they started fighting, he felt the power of his opponent's fist. Xiao Jiaolong had a strength of 1,100 kilograms, which is equivalent to the strength of a horse in the words of the people in the martial arts world.
But even so, he had to admit that Wang Meng's strength was far superior to his.
Wang Meng's fists were like pile drivers, pressing directly into every part of Xiao Jiaolong's body. It was truly an attack like a violent storm.
Xiao Jiaolong's 'Thousand Waves Palm' is equally impressive. This palm technique may seem ordinary at first, but once it is combined with multiple forces, it will burst out with astonishing power.
The power of the palm is like the surging waves of a river, and the last palm is stronger than the previous ones, with power that is difficult to estimate.
Both of them had perfected their strength through external training, with strong physiques and blood like a furnace. The more they fought, the more powerful their fight became. The gray stone slabs in the yard began to crack, and countless broken pieces burst out.
Soon the commotion here attracted the nearby guards. When they saw the gang leader fighting with someone on equal terms, they were all shocked, wondering where this expert came from to provoke them.
Powerful Vajra Palm!
After more than ten rounds, Wang Meng suddenly changed his tactics, changing his fists into palms, and directly confronted Xiao Jiaolong with a palm. Xiao Jiaolong's face changed instantly, and he didn't even have time to react. He flew out in an instant and hit the beam.
"Ugh!" Xiao Jiaolong covered his wrist and said in disbelief, "The Vajra Palm? How is that possible? How can you know the martial arts of the Bodhidharma Temple?"
"vomit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he vomited blood again, and it was because Wang Meng's palm hit him and caused serious internal injuries.
The Vajra Palm is one of the 72 first-class martial arts of the Bodhidharma Temple. Its power is extraordinary and cannot be compared with ordinary martial arts.
The 'Thousand Waves Palm' that Xiao Jiaolong learned was just a third-rate martial art he got from the Twelve Linked Docks, and it could not be compared with martial arts like the Mighty Vajra Palm.
"You're quite knowledgeable." Wang Meng pushed a strand of hair behind his ear and said, "No more nonsense. I won't touch any of the other members of the Jiaolong Gang. I want your life, so you can go on your way in peace."
Xiao Jiaolong gathered his strength secretly: "I have no grudge against you, why do you want to kill me?"
"There's no reason, I just want you to go down and keep someone company."
"Who?" Xiao Jiaolong frowned.
Wang Meng strode towards Xiao Jiaolong: "My dearest brother."
Seeing him raise his right palm as if to attack, Xiao Jiaolong roared and slapped him directly with his palm, choosing to attack first and take the initiative.
"You are so stubborn, why don't you just die?"
But Wang Meng didn't give him any chance to fight back, and immediately slapped Xiao Jiaolong on the top of his head.
The power of the Vajra Palm instantly caused Xiao Jiaolong's brain to burst, blood gushed out of all his orifices, and his eyes were filled with blood, turning a deeper crimson.
Grabbing Xiao Jiaolong's skull to prevent his body from falling to the ground, Wang Meng looked up at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief, "Second brother, this guy caused your tragic death, and until now I haven't even found who the enemy is. Now that I have killed him, it can be considered as revenge for you."
With one punch, Wang Meng knocked Xiao Jiaolong's body into the beam. Looking at him embedded in the pillar, he left the place with satisfaction.
Leaving the stunned Jiaolong Gang members standing around, at a loss as to what to do.
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