Ximen Lang has never been a person who is afraid of getting into trouble. What he dislikes the most is those who are arrogant and domineering. His motto in life is, "You are crazy, I am crazier than you!" In the eyes of others, the opposite person is one of the top ten young masters in Jiangnan.
Five people, not just each
They are all highly skilled in martial arts and have powerful families as backers. However, in his eyes, these guys are just sluts, ignorant and extremely arrogant. They should be taught a lesson to combat their arrogance.
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When the Julang Gang and others saw that the boss's attack was effective, they all cheered excitedly.
Liu Kaifeng shouted: "Good fight, let them come to Pegatron to show off and beat them hard."
Bu Qingyun: "It's time to fight. It's really a daydream to think that they can cover up the entire Pegatron sky with just a few pieces of rotten garlic!"
Long Feiyu: "Brother Lang, please don't show mercy and beat the shit out of them."
Xuanyuan Mo: "Brother Lang is right, they are the top ten grandsons of Jiangnan..."
After Xia Zhiyuan excitedly applauded, she looked at the heroic sweetheart in the field with a bright smile. In her eyes, Ximen Lang's image was so tall and stronger than anyone else. He was her whole world, the best man in the world.
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Ximen Lang's eyes rested on Ouyang Jinghu's handsome face, which was comparable to Fa Ge's. He snorted coldly and said, "You dare to challenge our entire Julang Gang with just your ability. Are you overestimating yourself?"
Hot blood rushed to Ouyang Jinghu's pale face, and his teeth clenched. It was the first time in his life that he had been humiliated like this. He was so angry that he wanted to hit the wall and die. For a man who was admired by thousands of people and lived in a halo on weekdays.
For a wealthy young man, the most important thing is his dignity, which he should defend with his life. However, right now, his dignity is being trampled under the feet of the guy named Ximen Lang opposite him.
Ouyang Jinghu looked at him with eyes burning with anger, and said almost frantically: "Ximen Lang, I have recorded what happened today. What you have given me, one day I will repay you double."
Ximenlang sneered and said disdainfully: "Okay, I'll wait."
This young man's arrogance made the five young masters so angry that they finally realized that the world is really big and there are people even more arrogant than them.
Shangguan Boton waited for the seriously injured Sixth Brother to sit on the ground, and said one after another: "Sixth Brother, you rest first, I will go over and deal with that bastard."
"Brother Six, I will avenge you..."
Ouyang Jinghu knew in his heart that among the five of them, he was the strongest in his own kung fu. Even he could not compete with Ximen Lang. If they dueled with each other, they would end up in the same end. He hurriedly said: "You must not fight him..."
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Shangguan Bodun hurriedly said: "Sixth Brother, please stop talking. When we were sworn brothers, we swore to share blessings and share hardships. Now that you are injured like this, if we dare not come forward, what's the point?
Are we brothers in life and death? Besides, that guy doesn’t have a head of brass or an iron arm, so there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Ouyang Jinghu was anxious and said quickly: "Seventh brother, listen to me..."
Shangguan Boden, who had a bad temper, was afraid that Brother Six would try to stop him again. If he gave up and the news spread, the top ten young masters in the south of the Yangtze River would lose their face. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go there and we must not let that kid off lightly.
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The other three people had the same idea as him, and the four young masters stepped forward one by one with fierce glints in their eyes.
Shangguan Boden said fiercely: "Ximen Lang, if you dare to offend us, the top ten young masters in the south of the Yangtze River, you will die without a burial place."
Facing the four young masters and seeing the shouting of the guy with the mixed-race face, Ximen Langxing cast a contemptuous look in his eyes and said coldly: "Then you must have this ability. I won't hit the unknown rat with my fists and kicks.
Tell me your names."
The mixed-race man said with an arrogant look: "Shangguan Boden!"
The long-haired young man suddenly looked wild and had a wild temperament. He looked closely at the somewhat effeminate young man and said, "Sima Xuri!"
The baby face snorted coldly and said: "Gongsun Mingyue"
The last one was an old acquaintance, wearing snow-white gloves, gritted his teeth and said: "Ximen Lang, you don't know Dongfang Chenxing, right? I will always remember your grace." He took off his white gloves and threw them on the floor.
He raised his right hand, revealing the scars formed by five purple-red dots on his hand. They were injured by Ximen Lang with a steel ball gun that day. He felt it was a great shame, so he wore white gloves all day long.
Seeing the mark he left on the other person's hand, Ximen Lang sneered and said, "Dongfang Chenxing, we are old acquaintances. How could I not recognize you? How about, do you like the free tattoo I got you?"
Dongfang Chenxing wanted to eat him alive and said angrily: "You bastard will not die well."
Ximen Lang laughed loudly and said: "You, the top ten young masters in the south of the Yangtze River, are figures in the eyes of others, but you are nothing here. If you want revenge, okay, don't pretend to be heroes. Come over together, young master."
I have free time now to teach you a lesson."
"You beast, let's all come together and beat him up..."
After Shangguan Boden said these words, he took the lead to pounce, followed closely by Dongfang Chenxing and others. The four young talents suddenly launched into action, like ferocious leopards, surrounding the opponent and attacking with punches and kicks.
Bu Qingyun saw them swarming up and said angrily: "Are these shameless guys really all together?" He flashed and was about to step forward to help, but Liu Kaifeng grabbed him, and the latter said: "Don't do it first."
Urgent, wait and see, Brother Lang may not lose to the four of them. If he can really defeat them all by himself, then Brother Lang will definitely become famous in Jiangnan."
Hearing what he said, Bu Qingyun stopped and paid close attention to the fight in the field. He saw that although Brother Lang was one against four, he was able to cope with it with ease. His figure was like a butterfly piercing a flower, and he could easily maneuver among the fists and feet of the four without any sign of defeat.
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Ximen Lang kept blocking with both arms, parrying the opponent's attack like a violent storm. After five or six moves, he caught a glimpse of Shangguan Boden's slightly slower punch, revealing a flaw, and he thought to himself: "Here's the opportunity!"
"call!"
The iron fist struck with the sound of wind and lightning.
Shangguan Boden screamed, his right arm was broken off, and the huge inertia caused him to fall to the ground.
Ximen Lang shouted arrogantly: "Ten young masters are vulnerable to a single blow." He turned sideways like a gust of wind, jumped up suddenly, kicked out two consecutive kicks in mid-air, and hit Sima Xuri and Gongsun Mingyue in the chest.
Blood spurted out from his body, flew to the north and south sides, and fell to the floor five or six meters away.
In the blink of an eye, three of the four young masters were knocked down by Ximen Lang, and only Dongfang Chenxing was left. His eyes were full of fear, and he bravely gathered all his strength to punch him with his left hand.