บท 112: Chapter 111 Tight Wind, Hauling Yell_1

Chapter 111

Luo Yinshan frowned: "The stage fight is all about making friends through martial arts, why are you, brute, throwing insults?"

"Isn't it all about fighting? Cut the nonsense, today the 'Three Grandpa' will play the role of a teacher to teach you what 'Kung Fu' really is."

Cheng Dalei slapped his face, if anyone else had said it, it wouldn't be a big deal, but what can this Grandpa Three really do apart from just taking a beating?

Luo Yinshan gritted his teeth, "Fine brute, I hope your skill matches your big mouth. There are weapons over there, do you want to compare hand-to-hand combat or weaponry?"

There was a row of weapons racks next to the stage, loaded with swords, spears, axes, hooks, halberds, and forks. Zhang Fei walked over, pulling a long spear from the weapons rack.

Luo Yinshan waved his hand, instructing his men to bring his iron whip over.

"Man with the black face, the blade has no eyes, watch out!"

"Come on!"