Chapter Thirty: Wind and Remnant Clouds
The group of second graders were completely frightened out of their wits. They all took a step back and were already planning to run away. *Pao! Book*
Just kidding, who would dare to fight such a evil star? That would be a living court for death.
"Lao Wu, put the knife away. Where do you think this place is? With so many people watching, don't cause trouble," Gao Zhenfei said calmly.
"Zhong, listen to Fourth Brother, these bastards really dirty grandpa's knife." The old cat sneered, then put the kitchen knife into his waist and then sprinted towards the second grade like a tiger descending a mountain.
a group of people
The group of second-year students never expected that such a tall and powerful person could move so fast. The first two people didn't react immediately. They felt a strong wind blowing into their faces, and the next moment they felt a burning sensation on their faces.
I was in severe pain. I was slapped more than three meters away by the old cat's fan-like slap. One of the cats' head hit the curb and blood was visible on the spot.
The old cat didn't care about this. He rushed to the front with a few big strides. His elbows were spinning like windmills, and the wind was blowing like clouds. He was like a powerful harvester harvesting wheat fields. The horse moved neatly and knocked over a lot in a few strokes. Second grade
When a group of people saw this tough guy, he was so frightened that their bile flowed out. They turned around and ran away, shouting.
Run? Your mother [forced you to run where?
Old Mao is a little fat, but his agility is definitely strong. If he only has brute strength, he will not be the fifth child of the Kowloon Club.
With a "pop", another unfortunate guy was slapped unconscious by the old cat. He picked it up and threw it aside. The old cat twisted his neck and glanced at the other second graders with dark eyes.
One glance, looking for the next target
In the blink of an eye, the old cat had knocked down seven or eight people at an astonishing speed, and none of them were slightly injured.
Dizzy, can we still fight this fight? Can we still survive?
Other passers-by, including the rich lady Ning Yeqi who was sitting far away in the car, were frightened by this hero's vigorous and violent methods. In addition to being shocked, they also felt a vague sense of enjoyment and venting their anger.
Today they finally saw the legendary macho man who beat dozens of people with his bare hands without even daring to fart even one of them, killing the keeper alive.
More and more people stopped to watch on the street. There was nothing I could do about it. This was much more exciting than a martial arts movie. Many men were lifted up from the long-suppressed passion in their hearts. Many women's eyes were burning, and they also burst out with the kind of love for heroes.
desire and expectation of blood
There is only one word for it: the young man in front of me is really too fierce.
A good man doesn't take advantage of the situation. A group of second graders were completely frightened and ran away. At this moment, they only hated their parents for having two legs. Whoever runs behind will die.
"Why are you **** running away? Are there so many of us afraid of him alone? Stop right there!" Ning Gaoning saw that something bad was coming from his side and shouted angrily.
"If anyone runs away again, don't blame me for turning against you. Is Ning Gaoning's younger brother such a coward?" Ning Gaoning was still trying to arouse the fighting spirit of his younger brothers.
But at this moment, who can listen to his words? Damn it, boss, you go eat shit, your mother screams louder than anyone else, why can’t you do it? Do you think we are all 250?
Ning Gaoning was so angry that his authority was completely gone at this moment. He was just about to say something when he suddenly felt a wall appear in front of him, followed by a strong wind.
When he looked up, my mother saw the old cat looking down at him like a giant spirit god, with a smile on her lips like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Little pussy, you are shouting so loudly, you are the boss even though you are a bear child?" the old cat said sarcastically.
"I'm going to fuck your mother!" Ning Gaoning was furious, and he hit the old cat in the face with his fists.
The old cat narrowed his eyes and said nothing nonsense. He took out an uppercut and hit Ning Gaoning's stomach before he could do it. Ning Gaoning's movements immediately froze in mid-air and his mouth slowly opened.
The boss's eyes were more than three times bigger than usual, and all the fierce energy just now disappeared.
The most vulnerable part of a person is the Dantian, and Old Cat’s punch was the most severe. Ning Gaoning couldn’t stand up and walk in two or three months.
With a scream like a pig being killed, Ning Gaoning was knocked up by the old cat's punch. When he fell heavily to the ground, the old cat did not hesitate and stepped forward and broke one of his legs.
calf
Ning Gaoning screamed, and severe pain shot through his body like electricity. Finally, his vision went black and he fainted.
Ning Gaoning's younger brothers ran fast when they saw this scene. Their boss was already dead and motionless. Anyone who stood here to accompany him would be a fool.
The 100-meter athletes are not running as fast as them at the moment. They are running like a flock of sheep in a pen.
"Huzi Guodong, don't let the old cat waste your time. Come on, don't let anyone go today," Gao Zhenfei said.
"Just wait for what Fourth Brother said." The two of them were smiling. Cui Guodong jumped into the car, turned on the accelerator and drove forward, looking at the group of second-year people.
The man in front of him was running faster than a rabbit. Cui Guodong opened the window and shouted at the top of his lungs: "If anyone dares to stop for me, I'll hit him with my car and kill him if he dares to run again."
The second graders felt a little weak when they heard this. A few of them who did not believe in evil wanted to continue running, but when they saw Cui Guodong's cold eyes, they gave up. They had no other choice but to surrender.
Several people are more powerful than the other.
Here, Ma Feng saw that something bad was going on, and wanted to apply oil on the soles of his feet and run away. Who would have expected that Hu Zi grabbed his hair and pulled him back hard, almost tearing off his scalp as soon as he ran out a few steps?
It hurt so much that he cried like father and mother.
Hu Zi smiled evilly, grabbed his head and smashed it on the ground. Ma Feng was immediately knocked down and his face was covered with blood, and he could no longer make any sound.
Huzi pulled his hair again, and Xiexie asked: "Are you dead?"
"Woo... Wu..." Ma Feng's mouth was full of blood and he was speechless.
"I asked you a question, what the hell!" Huzi said angrily
"Woo... Wu..." Ma Feng was still unconscious and speechless.
"You want to pretend to be dead? OK, I'll light you on fire." Huzi took out a lighter from his pocket and started to light it on Ma Feng's hair.
"Don't...don't point...I...I'll tell the truth..." Ma Feng hurriedly used his last consciousness to say
"Brother Yang wants to punish you himself, come here." Huzi dragged Ma Feng's body in front of Liu Boyang like a dead dog, threw it on the ground, and waited for Liu Boyang to punish him.
"Oh... Yang... Brother Yang... I was wrong... Please Brother Yang... please let me... a way to survive..." Ma Feng said pleadingly.
"It's very difficult for me to kill you in this public place," Liu Boyang said with a faint smile.
"Then...then I thank Brother Yang...Thank you Brother Yang...you don't care about the faults of others...I..."
Chapter completed!