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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1194

The words were cold, rolling along the night wind.
Liang Haonan was also a man of hardship, stood up immediately, and replied angrily: “You madman, occupy my territory, are you justified?”
“The whole Xishan has been bought by me.”
“Every grass, one tree, one stone and one soil on this mountain are my Liang family’s property.”
“You forcibly occupy my Liang family’s assets and hurt my subordinates. You don’t know if you have a guilty conscience. You dare to let this crazy talk?”
“Do you really think that I, Liang Haonan, can’t help you?”
Liang Haonan asked coldly without fear or fear.
Immediately afterwards, on the top of the West Mountain, there was laughter.
“Listening to your confidence in these words, it seems that you are relying on it.”
“But I kindly advise you not to waste your efforts.”
“Don’t say you are in the Liang family, even if it is in Yunzhou, no one can defeat me.”
“No matter how many people you bring, you are just sending them to death.”
“What an arrogant man. Even the ancestor of my higher teacher in the line of Wing Chun back then did not have the tone of yours. I just don’t know, do you deserve your arrogance?” Finally, he remained silent. Zhou Botong suddenly got up and stepped out.
Go straight and walk towards the top of the West Mountain.
“President Liang, you can watch with peace of mind.”
“When I return, it will be the moment when this son died!” Zhou Botong said with arrogance.
“Mr. Zhou, do you need help, or not…” Liang Haonan asked aloud out of worry.
But Zhou Botong waved his hand abruptly and directly interrupted Liang Haonan’s words.
“No need.”
“It’s enough to defeat him!” Zhou Botong replied proudly.
“Domineering!”
“This is the strong style!”
“Worthy of the name of Master Wing Chun!” Hearing Zhou Bo’s conversation, the people around were amazed.
Liang Haonan clasped her fists to send it off: “Mr. Zhou, please!”
Phoo~
The icy wind rolled up the dust in the sky.
Under everyone’s attention, Zhou Bo stepped up on the rocks.
“The fanatic junior, don’t hurry up and die!”
In the cold shout, Zhou Botong jumped on the ground, and quickly approached where Wen Liang stood.
Wen Liang shook his head and smiled: “Let me suffer?”
“You have a big tone!”
“If Mr. Ye Wen was alive, he would say this, and I might still be able to believe it a little bit.”
“But it’s a pity that after Ip Man, Wing Chun has no strong people!”
In the sneer, Wen Liang took a step, but jumped down from the top of the West Mountain.
The sharpness, directed at the stepping stone, Zhou Botong!
Just like this, under the moonlit night, a big battle broke out!
Bang bang bang~
Zhou Botong took the lead in making moves, either punches or legs, surging offensively, just like violent storms and madness.
“It’s useless.”
“I said, after Ye Wen, there is no more Wing Chun.”
“Your so-called boxing technique is just a fancy way.”
However, Ren Zhoubo was aggressive, but Wen Liang always shook his head with a smile.
That contemptuous tone made Zhou Botong so angry!
“shut up!”
“You fanatic, die for me~”
With a loud shout, Zhou Botong immediately used his own housekeeping skills.
“Behead!”

“Straight hammer!”

“Tiger collapse~”

In the darkness, Zhou Botong’s set of boxing techniques were extremely beautiful.
On this stage, the judges designated to give full marks.
But unfortunately, it is not a performance now, but a life-and-death struggle!
“That’s it~”

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