第六百五十章狱锁狂龙（2）(5/8)

都没有。贾思邈就明白了，这家伙练的是铁头功啊。胡九筒连续地撞了十几下，打的贾思邈四处躲闪，他摸着光头，放肆地大笑道：“来呀？知道老子的厉害了吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈笑了笑，等到他再上来，突然照着他的脑袋就是一拳。
                                                                                                                                                                这一拳，贾思邈用的是八极拳中的寸劲，再加上弹劲，就像是一道重锤，结结实实地砸在了胡九筒的脑门上。胡九筒就感到嗡的一下，瞬间眼冒金星，身体摇摇晃晃，差点儿摔倒在地上。
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈上去一脚，将他高大魁梧的身子，给踹翻在了水泥大通铺上。还没等他爬起来，贾思邈扑上去，双拳如雨点般落下，就招呼胡九筒的脑袋。你不是有铁头功吗？老子就打你脑袋，看谁更狠。
                                                                                                                                                                这谁能受得了啊？
                                                                                                                                                                一连挨了十好几下，胡九筒就忍不住了，叫道：“我服了，我服了，放了我吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈大声道：“从现在开始，谁是牢房的老大？”
                                                                                                                                                                “你，你是。”
                                                                                                                                                                “明白就好。”
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈站起身子，刚跳到地上。谁想到，胡九筒凶性大发，从水泥大通铺的破凉席地下，抽出了一根碗口粗的铁棍，抡圆了，照着贾思邈的后脑就拍了下来。贾思邈感觉风声有异，往旁边一躲闪。这下，胡九筒是逮到了机会，对着贾思邈劈天盖地的就是一通乱打。
                                             

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