More than thirty green-skinned men who entered the VIP room flew out in less than a minute, lying on the ground in a mess, groaning in pain or unconscious.
The previously aggressive bald man was dumbfounded, obviously he had never encountered such a strange situation, while the young man who was beaten by Wei Ziwen next to him became even more excited and dumbfounded.
The two spring-return wooden doors blocking the entrance to the VIP room were shattered into pieces after dozens of violent impacts. Onlookers watched silently as the five young men walked out.
Five against thirty, solved in minutes, so fierce and domineering that it was a complete mess.
Everyone stared at Yang Chen, Wu Jie, Tian Li, Wei Ziwen, and Wang Xiaofei, as if they were looking up at a big shot that was difficult to reach in their lifetime, and they were trembling with fear.
"It took a while...but I don't believe in evil. The five of you are really capable. You will bring down all these hundreds of brothers like me today." The bald man knew that he was facing fierce trouble, but he still had the courage to shout and bowed his head easily.
I'm so scared, how can I have the face to hang out on the road in the future?
The gangsters in their 60s and 70s who danced with swords and sticks followed and shouted.
The timid people move towards the stairs for fear of being affected.
Yang Chen sneered and walked slowly towards the gangsters. Wu Jie, Wang Xiaofei, Wei Ziwen and Tian Li followed closely behind. The atmosphere in the whole place was stagnant.
The gangsters who blocked the VIP room were so angry that no one dared to take action rashly. They retreated again and again. Seeing this scene, the young man who was beaten panicked and shouted: "My dad is the district chief!"
District chief.
Different cities have different levels.
The district chief of a municipality directly under the Central Government is equivalent to the mayor of a prefecture-level city.
He is definitely a powerful official in the eyes of ordinary people, who controls the destiny of countless people, but the young man who has always been arrogant and domineering has chosen the wrong opponent today.
Wei Ziwen and Tian Li laughed out loud. They were as scornful as they wanted. When they were young, they were naughty in the arms of elders who carried two or three general stars on their shoulders. After entering Zhongnanhai, they rolled and peed on the red carpet of the Great Hall of the People.
During the New Year holidays, the top leader had to go to the two families to greet them, and the district chief was nothing.
Yang Chen stared at the young man who was shouting, with the corners of his mouth raised in disdain.
Men have to bear hardships by themselves, carry difficulties by themselves, endure pain by themselves, and often use their parents as a shield. In the final analysis, they are still children.
"Get out of the way!"
"Police! Get out of the way!"
Strong scoldings forced the crowd gathered at the stairs to gradually disperse, and more than a dozen police officers appeared. The tall and thin young man who caused the trouble and the bald man who led the attack were relieved when they saw the police.
"Liu Heng, hurry up and catch them." The young man became more energetic again. One sentence made the police officer who led the team, Liu Heng, dumbfounded. He thought to himself that District Elder Zhou had a deep plan to give birth to such a useless son.
Some things can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, and can be done in secret. Saying it blatantly is equivalent to a slap in the face and putting him in a difficult situation.
He pretended not to hear Zhou Wei's words and looked coldly at both sides of the fight, including Zhou Wei.
The simple-minded Zhou Wei was furious. Liu usually wanted to carry his shoes and lick his balls, but now he dared to show off in front of him. Do you want to continue to be the director?
Seeing that the situation was not good, the bald man hurriedly grabbed Zhou Wei, who was about to explode, and whispered: "Young Master Wei, please be patient, the fun is coming soon."
"District Chief...the official is too young. Sijiucheng is not a place where the District Chief's son can do whatever he wants. Does that young master know the origins of the five people in front of you?"
The cold voice echoed in the hall.
People looked around but couldn't find anyone to talk to.
"The one among the five, surnamed Yang, full name Yang Chen, has killed countless people. Two years ago, Zhang Lingfeng, who claimed to be a princeling, was beaten to a high paraplegia by him. Now he is still lying on the hospital bed. The one on his right
, Wu Jie, grandpa is the only living founding father..."
The indifferent voice from nowhere irritated everyone present, especially Zhou Wei and Zhang Lingfeng. He had heard that Yang Chen, who crippled Zhang Lingfeng, was a legendary fierce man passed down by word of mouth among the dandies in the capital. How unruly and domineering Wu Jie was, he
I've heard a little bit about it, after all, I hung out with Bai Haoxuan.
Suddenly facing the legendary fierce man, this guy couldn't believe it and shouted: "You are talking nonsense. You are with them. You want to scare me, no way!"
Liu Heng, a bald and strong man with a pale face, was already intimidated.
"You don't deserve to be scared by me."
You Leng's words suddenly stopped, and there was someone else at the stairway. His gray-white shoulder-length hair that did not match his young face was scattered casually. He was wearing a Republican-style green gown and old Beijing black cloth shoes with a splayed pattern, as if he was filming a movie.
The most bizarre thing is that this man has an ancient sword stuck sideways behind his back.
The men and women gathered at the stairs were frightened by the strange man who appeared silently and fled away. They immediately felt that this guy was dressed like a real-life Chinese hero.
Performance art?
Pretending to be mysterious?
Everyone secretly speculated.
At the other end of the long and narrow snooker hall, Wu Jie's expression suddenly became solemn, while Wei Ziwen gritted his teeth with overwhelming hatred. Tian Li was surprised but could not hide his awe.
Yang Chen concluded from this that the person coming must be Tang Zhan.
"Yang Zi, be careful, he is Tang Zhan." Wu Jie gave Yang Chen the exact answer.
"Okay, good time, I like it." Yang Chen nodded with a deep smile. The stronger the opponent, the more he can inspire this guy's fighting spirit, so... he has never been defeated so far.
The two sides in the confrontation became Yang Chen and Tang Zhan.
**The young man Zhou Wei was pulled into a corner by the bald man, trembling. Being simple-minded does not mean being stupid. He has realized that the disaster of causing the sky to collapse. Yang Chen, Wu Jie, Wei Ziwen, Tian Li, each name is like a mountain.
He was almost suffocated by the pressure, feeling frightened and helpless.
There were seven or eight ball tables between the two people facing each other. The distance was not close, and everyone was crowded into the corner of the hall, leaving enough space for the two of them.
"I heard you are very powerful." Tang Zhan said as he walked.
"It seems like you're not bad either." Yang Chen said tit for tat.
"Then let's discuss and learn from each other. I hope you won't disappoint me." Tang Zhan's voice suddenly rose, and his long robe was not blowing in the wind. The spectators ten steps away actually felt the invisible energy blowing past their faces, and were horrified.
She lost her color and thought, is this a human being?
Tang Zhan is a human being.
But there is still a prefix...the first person in Chinese martial arts.
"I'll let you warm up first..." As Tang Zhan spoke, he moved as fast as a ghost and came to a table. He put his hands on the bottom and raised it up.
The ball table, which was 3.5 meters long and nearly 1.8 meters wide, unexpectedly flew up. Many people screamed because the ball table was embedded with marble slabs and weighed over a thousand kilograms.
The flying table hit Yang Chen.
Wei Ziwen, Wang Xiaofei, and Tian Li stood a few meters behind Yang Chen. They couldn't dodge, so they took two steps forward as fast as possible and struck out with both palms.
Peng!
There was a dull sound mixed with the buzzing and trembling sound of the marble countertop, and the wooden floor under Yang Chen's feet was cracked inch by inch. It was shocking, and the heavy ball table flew back.
"good!"
Tang Zhan smiled wildly, reached behind his shoulder with his right hand, and pulled out the ancient sword. The slightly wider blade was engraved with two seal characters... Chi Xiao!
