Following a series of dull sounds, several figures were thrown at Zhang Yan's feet like trash.
She raised her head and looked forward, but what she saw was a strange figure.
"You are not Jiang Xiaofan, who are you?"
Wu Xiaoyu's face was as frosty as she looked at Luo Jingyuan and Liu Xiaofei on the stage, her eyes becoming even more angry.
She ignored Zhang Yan's question and rushed towards the stage.
When Zhang Yan saw this scene, he immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Stop her!"
Following Zhang Yan's order, many thugs immediately rushed towards Wu Xiaoyu with weapons. They were shouting one by one and looked particularly intimidating.
However, Wu Xiaoyu didn't even look at them, because behind her, Ye Chen, Yan Luo and others also followed.
Although they were all seriously injured, these ordinary thugs were almost like babies and young children in front of them. With one punch, no matter where they were hit, they would lose their combat effectiveness.
The speed of these thugs is very slow, so it is difficult to hit them. What is even more annoying is that even if they hit them, it is like tickling them.
In just two or three breaths, Wu Xiaoyu rushed to the stage.
She looked at Luo Jingyuan who was surrounded by beggars and homeless people, and her heart was full of anger. She rushed up and started beating those homeless people and beggars.
What's ridiculous is that when these tramps and beggars saw Wu Xiaoyu, whose appearance and figure were not inferior to Luo Jingyuan's, they actually wanted to subdue Wu Xiaoyu.
But the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is particularly cruel!
Although Wu Xiaoyu looked weak, every time he punched, he knocked these homeless people and beggars flying away.
This is because she can't bear to kill people. If Jiang Xiaofan were here, these tramps and beggars might not even be able to preserve the whole body!
"Sister Jingyuan, are you okay?"
After beating those beggars away, Wu Xiaoyu quickly grabbed Luo Jingyuan's hand and asked nervously.
At this moment, Luo Jingyuan's hair was disheveled and her clothes were torn in many places. Wu Xiaoyu couldn't imagine how terrible the consequences would be if she had come a few minutes later!
"Save Xiaofei quickly!"
Although Luo Jingyuan was scared, she quickly asked Wu Xiaoyu to rescue Liu Xiaofei.
Because Wu Xiaoyu only came to live with them in the past few days, and Liu Xiaofei had already left at that time, Wu Xiaoyu did not know Liu Xiaofei.
But when she saw Liu Xiaofei being slapped by Li Du, she suddenly became even more angry.
"You bitch, you hit a woman, are you still a man?"
Wu Xiaoyu scolded and kicked Li Du.
Her kick was powerful enough to break the steel plate. The kick hit Li Du's middle leg, causing Li Du's face to turn from red to blue, and then from green to white. The speed of his face change was even more exaggerated than in Sichuan opera.
After dealing with Li Du, Wu Xiaoyu took off all the strips of cloth on Liu Xiaofei's body. Only then could Liu Xiaofei truly cry out in pain.
Seeing Luo Jingyuan and Liu Xiaofei hugging each other and crying bitterly, Wu Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and even got angry.
She didn't know what kind of person Liu Xiaofei was, but after getting in touch with her these days, she still had some understanding of Luo Jingyuan.
Such a beautiful, kind and hard-working good sister was almost destroyed. Wouldn't these people have uneasy consciences if they do such a thing?
At this time, Ye Chen and Yan Luo beat the thugs until they collapsed on the ground groaning, and Huisheng also took Chen Yashu and Xu Ke onto the stage.
Just like this, Wu Xiaoyu and others were on the stage, while Zhang Yan and others were below the stage. The two sides faced each other, and sparks even shot out in the air when they looked at each other.
"Where's Jiang Xiaofan? His wife's friend was arrested, why didn't he come to rescue her?"
Zhang Yan glanced around and found no trace of Jiang Xiaofan, and immediately frowned.
Her goal was never Luo Jingyuan and Liu Xiaofei, her real goal was Jiang Xiaofan.
If Jiang Xiaofan is not killed, even if all the people on the stage are killed, the anger in her heart will not be relieved!
"We don't need Jiang Xiaofan to deal with you, a wicked woman! As long as I'm here, you will definitely die today!"
Wu Xiaoyu's eyebrows were raised. Although she looked like a girl in her early twenties, her intimidating aura made everyone present dare not breathe loudly.
Even Zhang Yan had to grit his teeth and use willpower to speak normally.
"Okay! I didn't expect that Jiang Xiaofan would have an earth-level strongman next to him. But don't think that an earth-level strongman can deal with me!"
Zhang Yan laughed ferociously and said seriously, "Because, even the earth-level experts are divided into strong and weak ones. Obviously, you, an earth-level expert, are among the weakest!"
After hearing Zhang Yan's words, Wu Xiaoyu clenched her fists and made a crunching sound.
"So what, it's easy to deal with you!"
"Haha, of course it's easy to deal with a weak woman like me! But your opponent is not me!"
At this moment, Zhang Yan raised his head and shouted: "Zhang Daoran, do you have to watch your daughter being killed before you show up?!"
When everyone present heard this, their eyes widened.
They all thought about who the backer behind Zhang Yan would be. Some thought it would be a certain big shot in Qingmen, and some thought it might be one of Lin Mieyang's seniors.
But no one has ever thought that the big boss behind Zhang Yan is actually her father!
Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Yan finished speaking, the sound of footsteps suddenly came slowly.
The footsteps sounded ordinary, but they contained a strange rhythm.
Ordinary people will feel their brains buzzing after hearing it too much. Even warriors will feel their minds shake after hearing it!
They looked in the direction where the footsteps came from, and saw a thin Taoist priest carrying a Taoist sword walking towards him, holding a fly whisk.
This Taoist priest had a faint smile on his face, and he looked quite approachable, making people feel like they were taking a bath in spring breeze.
If Zhang Yan hadn't said that he was a powerful person on earth level, everyone would have thought that this Taoist priest would be a successful master in some Taoist temple.
"Zhang Daoran, a poor man, has met all the donors!"
Zhang Daoran stood in front of Zhang Yan and slightly saluted Wu Xiaoyu who was standing on the stage.
But the way he looked at Wu Xiaoyu was a little surprised. Such a young earth-level powerhouse must have an extraordinary background.
It seems that after killing her today, everyone on this boat will have to be dealt with!
But it would be even better if he could subdue this young earth-level powerhouse.
After all, Wu Xiaoyu is young, beautiful and has a good figure, and is also a martial arts genius. She is the Taoist companion that almost every martial artist dreams of.
Although Zhang Daoran is a Taoist priest, he does not reject female sex in his heart, and even covets female sex.
Otherwise, there would be no Zhang Yan!
"Female donor, if there is any misunderstanding, we can sit down and talk about it slowly. Fighting is always a bad thing. If I hurt you, I will feel bad!"