Domineering Son-In-Law

4Lin Faang took off his tiger fingers and took out a handkerchief from his shirt pocket, wiping the blood off his hands.    3

    

"Little brother, let's play a game. You are a mouse and I am a cat. Let's see if you can escape from my hands. How about it?" The little girl said.    

    

Lin Faang shook his head slightly and said, "Is it a cat and mouse game? This game is not fun. Why don't I teach you a more fun game?"    

    

When the little girl heard this, her eyes flashed with Tong Zhen's eyes. She was very excited.    

    

Is that so? What kind of game is this!?"    

    

"I call this game Prediction!"    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Faang disappeared from where he stood, leaving behind a pile of blood.    

    

The little girl felt a strong wind coming at her. She immediately reacted and took two steps back.    

    

She reached out and touched the slight wound on her neck. She almost died.    

    

"The game rules are very simple. Everyone takes turns to attack once. You can't fight back. You can only use dodging to avoid attacks. Now it's your turn."    

    

Lin Dong jumped back and returned to his original position. He placed his hands behind his back and waited quietly for the little girl's attack.    

    

"Interesting! This game is very interesting."    

    

The little girl did not have any anger towards Lin Faang. Instead, she came into contact with a new game, which made him happy from the bottom of his heart.    

    

She bit the lollipop and reached into her backpack. She fumbled around and took out a grenade from it. She skillfully pulled off the safety catch.    

    

"That's what you said. You can't fight back!"    

    

He threw the grenade at Lin Faang's feet.    

    

Lin Faang looked down and saw smoke coming out of the grenade. He raised his head with his foot.    

    

"Aha! Bah!"    

    

A mouthful of phlegm was aimed at the mouth of the grenade. It was shot into the grenade and extinguished the fuse.    

    

"One look and you can tell it's foreign goods. It's German, right? The grenades they developed are all good. The old problem of fuse is this old problem. " It can't be changed, "Wang Yao said. " Once it's wet, it's gone. "    

    

The little girl was also stunned. This sounded simple, but there weren't many people who really wanted to do this.    

    

Other than understanding the internal structure of the grenade, the strength of water must reach ten meters per second in order to break through the waterproof device set up inside. Otherwise, they would only be able to take advantage of the situation and blow themselves up.    

    

And it would take another 3 seconds.    

    

From the moment she pulled off the safety catch, she started counting down. Two seconds and nine seconds had passed since she was extinguished by Lin Faang. If she threw the safety catch away, Lin Faang would be blown to death.    

    

"Alright! Now it's my turn."    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Faang disappeared once again.    

    

The little girl took a few steps back again, but these few steps just happened to make him step out of the tunnel entrance.    

    

Behind her, a shout rang out.    

    

"Long!"    

    

The little girl instantly turned her head and saw the man lying in the blood pool.    

    

Vaguely, she saw his lips move slightly and he said two words silently.    

    

Quickly run!    

    

"No!"    

    

The little girl's voice resounded through the entire space as she turned around and ran towards the man in the blood pool.    

    

However, after running a few steps, her body suddenly collapsed powerlessly. She looked at her chest and saw that her clothes were dyed red. It was unknown when, but there was a fatal wound on her chest that was deep enough to see her bones.    

    

When the scholar heard the sound, he turned his head and saw Lin Faang walking out of the tunnel. He took three steps at a time and appeared beside Lin Faang.    

    

"Boss!"    

    

Lin Faang nodded. He looked at the little girl who died with her eyes closed without showing any emotion.    

    

He said calmly, "The game is over. Unfortunately, you lost."    

    

"Bang, bang, bang!"    

    

There was a round of applause. A fat man with big ears walked out of the crowd. His eyes were full of praise and killing intent towards Lin Faang and Lin Faang.    

    

"Good skill! "You can kill two of my generals with ease. Wonderful. Truly wonderful. Do you dare to tell me your names? My men do not kill nameless people. "    

    

"Wang Dapao, disciple Shaolin, suddenly disappeared without a trace two years ago, but in reality, he joined the Army Destroyer Guild and became one of the Eight Great Generals, the Vajra Mantis Mantis Fist. With the Vajra Finger and the Mantis Mantis Fist combined, the two of them became one. Although they don't look all that different, their power has indeed increased by quite a bit."    

    

"There aren't many people who know my true identity. You are either people from Shaolin Temple or bounty hunters. I am more inclined to the second type, what do you think?" Wang Dapao said with a smile.    

    

Lin Faang ignored Wang Dapao. This kind of small character only had a little bit of talent. He thought that he was talented and powerful just because he had combined the two types of martial arts. However, he was just someone who was trying to gain attention from the crowd.    

    

"The reinforcements should be arriving soon. You take care of the others, I'll take care of the big fatty."    

    

After saying that, Lin Faang rushed to the front of Wang Dapao.    

    

His speed was so fast that Wang Dapao was slightly surprised, but he still reacted very quickly.    

    

Although he was fat, his reaction speed was not slow at all. Lin Faang brought his fist with him, and he also pointed his finger at Lin Faang's fist.    

    

Although it was just a finger, when Lin Faang's fist hit it, it was as if it hit an iron rod. It was exceptionally hard. This was Shaolin's Diamond Finger.    

    

"Break for me!"    

    

Wang Dapao's finger flashed with a ray of red light. His hard finger had originally been like a piece of steel, but now it was like a tempered steel sword.    

    

Lin Faang felt a slight pain in his fist. He took a step back and looked at the back of his hand. There was a deep red fingerprint on it, and blood was seeping out.    

    

"There is indeed something. Unfortunately, if you are willing to focus on one, you might be stronger now."    

    

"Hmph! Ignorant child, what do you know? My Vajra Mantis Fist has already been thrown a few streets away. You better die for me."    

    

Wang Da Pao pointed at Lin Faang's heart. His move was ruthless, and he would definitely die if he attacked.    

    

Lin Faang dodged to the side, but Wang Da Pao's fingers hooked onto his wide clothes. With a strong hook, a large piece of his clothes was torn open, revealing his chest.    

    

Lin Faang lowered his head to look at the torn clothes. The corner of his mouth curled slightly and he said, "How impatient! Don't you know that these clothes are worth tens of thousands? What a prodigal! "    

    

Wang Da Pao did not listen to Lin Faang at all. He waved his finger again.    

    

Lin Faang dodged to the side. He reached out his hand and pressed on Wang Da Pao's elbow. He exerted his strength and bent his arm, neutralizing the attack.    

    

The Vajra Finger and the Mantis Mantis Fist both had such a weakness, and that was above the elbow.    

    

Force came from his waist, and Qi came from his hand.    

    

However, as long as it was cut off from the middle, regardless of whether it was the Mantis Fist or the Vajra Finger, their energy would be cut off and they would become powerless.    

    

"Mantis Heaven Flipping!"    

    

Wang Da Pao spun in the air. A pair of mantis sabers slashed at the air. It was not very useful, but it could be easily pulled out from Lin Faang's suppression. As the saying went, if one's reaction was slow, one would be scratched.    

    

"Mantises turn the sky upside down. I'll let you mantises plow the land."    

    

Lin Faang lifted his leg and kicked. Wang Da Pao slid a few meters away. He only stopped when he hit the stairs.    

    

"Let me show you the real combination of Mantis Mantis Fist and Diamond Finger."    

    

Lin Faang's luck was on the index finger of his hands.    

    

Lin Faang had secretly learned these two skills in Shaolin Temple for three days.    

    

In fact, it was very simple. First, he kept polishing his fingers, letting them pierce the sand, then the iron sand, and then the wood, stone, and so on. They became harder and harder.    

    

At the end of these two martial arts, he would cripple most of the meridians in his fingers, and the pain would disappear.    

    

That was why Lin Faang didn't finish learning after secretly learning for three days. However, the essence of these two skills was deeply recorded in his brain.    

    

The Mantis Mantis Fist mainly consisted of the Gou, Lou, Cai, Hanging and Sticking and Sticking, Sticking, Pushing, Sticking and Pushing, Diao, Proceed, Collapsing, and Strikes of the Twelve Words. Requirements: Not Diao. Not Diao. One Diao. One Diao. One Diao. One Diao. One Diao. One Consecutive Attack after another.    

    

The simple answer was to catch the opponent and hit him without stopping. The more you hit, the faster you hit. The more you hit, the more fierce you hit. The more you hit, the more hateful you became.    

    

The Diamond Finger was mainly because he was lucky enough to connect the Xiyin acupoint to the Baihui acupoint. He had to straighten his spine and close his eyes. He pressed the tip of his tongue against his palate, eliminating all distracting thoughts.    

    

With the special breathing technique, one breath and one breath. The breathing sound was continuous, and it was best if the breathing sound was so low that one could not hear it.    

    

When one inhaled, one would think of the life force of all things in the world, from the Gushing Spring Acupuncture Point under one's feet, to the Baihui Acupuncture Point above one's head, which was sucked in and gathered in one's Dantian.    

    

When one exhaled, one's strength would rise from the ground. If one were lucky enough to point out a finger in one's Dantian, one would be able to break through Vajra Iron Stones.    

    

Although both of them were martial arts, they were both martial arts. Although they were somewhat similar, the difference between the two was like heaven and earth.    

    

The fingers of his left hand were bent into a blade, like a mantis's blade.    

    

His right hand clenched into a fist, and his middle finger protruded out, as if he was looking down on others.