Just one glance, Tang Long recognized Miyamoto Kan and Ishidakawa, although these two guys were wrapped tightly.

But in front of Tang Long's perspective eyes, there is only one thing that is exposed.

"Stop, police!"

Ye Wenrou subconsciously drew out her pistol and pointed the muzzle at Miyamoto's Sword.

Xia Bingyao's face also changed and she said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Do you know that this is breaking into a private house?"

"Tsk tsk, Tang Long, your fortune is quite good."

Ishidakawa glanced at Xia Bingyao and Ye Wenrou greedily, and said, licking his lips.

puff.

Tang Long spitted out a cigarette and said, "Oriental Dog, what are you doing in my house?"

"Baga, Tang Long, you dare to call us an oriental dog!" Miyamoto's Kan Sword was nothing, but Ishidakawa couldn't help but curse.

Tang Long snorted: "Two, we don't need an oriental dog to watch the door. Even if we look for a dog to watch the door, we will also find authentic Chinese pastoral dogs!"

"Baga, Tang Long, today I will let you taste the power of the second sword flow!"

Ishidakawa swears, then waves his swords and slashes at Tang Long.

Have a taste of the power of the second sword flow?

Miyamoto's old face turned dark and couldn't help but curse, Ishidakawa is such an idiot. If someone didn't ask, you would just report it yourself.

Damn it, if people know that Erdao Liu sneaked into Tang Long late at night, how could he still be in the circle?

"Tang Long, be careful!"

Looking at the two swords that were chopped down, Xia Bingyao hurriedly took Tangtang into her arms, her face full of nervous expressions.

As for Ye Wenrou, she has been guarding against Miyamoto's Sword.

Fortunately, Miyamoto Kan didn't mean to take action.

"Oriental Dog, today I will let you see the power of the Iron Sand Palm!"

Tang Long inspires his internal energy and slashes out with great speed. He slapped Ishidachuan's two swords hard.

Under the bombardment of the terrifying palm power, the swords were shattered instantly and were slapped on Ishidachuan's chest by Tang Long.

Puff puff puff puff.

Blood was spurted out, and in an instant, Ishidakawa was defeated and had no power to fight back.

"What a strong palm power!"

Miyamoto Miyamoto's face changed slightly, and he was secretly shocked by Tang Long's strength.

Miyamoto Sword had also been exposed to Iron Sand Palm before, but he had never seen such a domineering Iron Sand Palm.

In fact, Miyamoto Kan Jian didn't know that Tang Long's model was not a pure iron sand palm, but a combination of bamboo leaf hands and bone-transformed cotton palms.

Therefore, the palm power that Tang Long exerted was so domineering.

"It's interesting."

At this time, Miyamoto Sect inserted both swords to the ground, walked slowly forward, and helped Ishidakawa up.

Tag.

Tang Long took a sip of cigarette and frowned and said, "It was Miyamoto Hiroshi Sword that asked you to come? Humph, is this your Eastern Bushido spirit?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come on."

Miyamoto Samiya moved his wrist and said coldly.

Tang Long joked: "Let you get three moves."

"Baga, Tang Longjun, you look down on us too much!" Miyamoto Zang Jian was furious and swung his palm out, slapped Tang Long's chest hard.

Bang!

A muffled sound came out, and the two of them retreated together.

Just by just one palm, Tang Long had a certain understanding of the strength of Miyamoto's Sword.

The true strength of this Miyamoto Sword should be similar to that of the Iron Sword Judge.

If it were before, Tang Long would definitely not be the opponent of Miyamoto Sword.

But now it is different. Tang Long's internal strength has reached the level of transformation, and there are five internal strengths in his body, which are not comparable to Miyamoto's Sword.

Knock.

When he was backing, Miyamoto's face changed, and he secretly trembled at Tang Long's strength. What a powerful palm power.

Looking at the bloodshot in his palms, Miyamoto Kan turned around and pulled up his swords, and helped Miyamoto Rukawa walk towards the garden.

"River Master, why don't you take this opportunity to destroy Tang Long?" Ishidachuan asked in a low voice, coughing blood.

Miyamoto Zangjian said with a serious look: "Ishida Jun, do you think I don't want it? It's just that Tang Long has extremely high martial arts skills and strong palm power. I may not be his opponent."

"River Master, what should I do now?"

Ishidakawa's face changed and he said nervously: "If Tang Long came to play the club the day after tomorrow, I'm afraid no one in Erdaoliu would be his opponent."

"Hmph, it depends on whether he can come to play the house."

Miyamoto Samichi snorted, squinted his eyes and said, "Sometimes, you don't have to rely on your fists to kill someone."

Looking at the disappearing backs of Miyamoto Kan and Ishidakawa, Tang Long did not chase after him.

The reason is very simple. Tang Long wanted to kick the Erdao Liu Martial Arts Hall directly when it opened, and let Miyamoto Kansai crawl back to the East.

Tang Long moved his right hand and heard a crisp sound of "crack" coming out.

Soon, Tang Long's right hand returned to normal.

"Tang Long, are you okay?"

Seeing that Tang Long didn't speak for a long time, Xia Bingyao couldn't help asking.

Tang Long grinned and said, "What can I do?"

Xia Bingyao held her arm and snorted, "Hmph, I said it's okay. If it's okay, then why did you feel sad before?"

"Ha, am I worried about whom I sleep with at night?"

Tang Long hugged the back of his head and said with a stinky face: "Are you sleeping with you or sleeping with Wenrou? I'm so worried. Oh, sometimes it's not good to be too good."

puff.

Xia Bingyao and Ye Wenrou were both squirting blood, and she was shameless. This bastard was thinking about everything all day long. Is there nothing except the one with color?

"Who else sleep with?"

Xia Bingyao couldn't help but smile and said, "Old Tang, you can sleep with the sofa in the future!"

After saying that, Xia Bingyao took Ye Wenrou's arm and took Tangtang's little hand into the villa.

Along the way, Xia Bingyao also talked about a lot of defensive measures, such as where there are scissors.

Tang Long, who was walking behind, was so scared that he almost urinated. I'll just tugged. Why are there so many scissors in the villa?!

Tang Long hadn't slept on the sofa before, so it was nothing.

Sleep until dawn.

By around 7 o'clock the next morning, Tang Long was pulled up by Ye Wenrou.

"Beautiful girl Ye, why are you pulling me if you don't sleep early in the morning?"

Tang Long said as he slammed and rubbed his eyes.

Seeing that Tang Long was wearing big shorts and shirtless, Ye Wenrou couldn't help but blushed and said, "Tang Long, do you still have the ointment you gave me last night?"

Tang Longha Qilian Tian said: "You are talking about golden sore cream?"

"Um."

Ye Wenrou said with a heavy emphasis.

Tang Long raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't I give you a bottle last night?"

"I...I wiped it all!"

Ye Wenrou said embarrassedly.

puff.

Tang Long, who was about to drink water, was almost choked to death.

"All...all used up?" Tang Long's heart was bleeding. In order to prepare the bottle of golden sore cream, Tang Long spent several hundred yuan.

Ye Wenrou smiled dryly and said, "Ha, that's right, I... am I afraid it won't work? So I..."

"Oh, I was so shocked. I suddenly felt that it was meaningless to be alive." Tang Long sighed and said depressedly.

Ye Wenrou grabbed Tang Long's arm and said coquettishly: "Brother Tang Long, just give me a few more bottles. At worst, I can buy it with money."

"Tsk, what a joke, can I buy my golden sore cream with money?"

Tang Long let out a light sniff, then squinted his eyes and said, "Unless...hehe."
Chapter completed!