The guards were so scared that they didn't dare to have any temper at all. They shouted respectfully: "Mr. Hu."
Hu Biao snorted coldly and walked straight to Yang Tian without looking at them.
He looked at Yang Tian, tilted his head contemptuously and said, "Are you also the helper invited by Long Chong?"
"Is there no one left in Long Chong's hands or what? Are they sending everyone here?"
"With your thin arms and legs, you are not strong enough for me to punch you. Get out of here. I'm in a good mood today and I won't argue with you."
Yang Tian frowned slightly.
He doesn't like muscular men who are tall and thick, especially on the battlefield. If they are too big, the target will be bigger.
Therefore, he deliberately paid attention to his body shape.
When wearing clothes, his body shape looks stronger than that of ordinary people.
Compared with Hu Biao, who is big and round, even a bit like a monster, he does seem a bit thin.
But this thinness is only superficial.
He said in a deep voice: "Take your people and leave here, and I can forgive you."
He is here to solve the problem, not to cause trouble. Naturally, he hopes to resolve it peacefully.
"Let me forget the blame?"
Hu Biao looked up and laughed as if he had heard some big joke. After a while, he looked at Yang Tian with a cold face: "Boy, I am giving you some shame!"
He clasped his hands together, the bones of his wrists and shoulders creaking, and said in a deep voice: "Since you can't understand human language, I don't need to talk nonsense to you."
"Tell me, do you want to break your legs or your arms?"
Although he asked this, before he finished speaking, he had already clenched his hand into a fist and hit Yang Tian's throat directly.
Yang Tian felt the sound of breaking wind in his ears, and his eyes turned cold.
A heavy punch with this kind of force would break an ordinary person's throat.
Although medical equipment is now advanced, the person who was hit may not die, but the throat will be destroyed for the rest of his life, and it will be impossible to speak again in the future.
"court death!"
He grimaced, held Hu Biao's wrist with one hand, and exerted slight force.
‘Click!’
The crisp sound of bones breaking was heard.
Hu Biao felt a sharp pain in his wrist. Before he could react, Yang Tian's punch had already landed on his chin.
In an instant, the world was spinning, his vision went dark, and Hu Biao fell backwards to the ground.
All this happened in one breath.
Long Chong was sitting in the car with his cell phone in his hand, ready to call for rescue at any time.
He believed in Yang Tian's strength, but he believed it, and he also knew Hu Biao's strength very well. Comparing the two, he really couldn't see who would win.
So do it carefully.
However, he never expected that this Hu Biao was actually a strong-willed person.
The people he sent before were beaten so badly that when facing Yang Tian, they couldn't even take a single blow.
He quickly opened the car door, came to Yang Tian, looked at Yang Tian who fell to the ground and asked: "Mr. Yang, was he beaten to death?"
"not dead."
Yang Tian shook his head.
Hu Biao did not have to die, and he was not a murderer, so he would not take people's lives easily.
It's just that this time the attack was a bit harsh, in order to teach Hu Biao a lesson about his ruthless tactics.