Under the dim street lights, the old man was walking up and down.
His skin was pale, and his face seemed to be nothing but skin and bones. His eye sockets were sunken and he didn't even have eyebrows.
The black round hat on top of his head exudes weirdness and spookiness.
On her body, she was wearing a pure black gown, which looked quite antique.
It has been many years since the Qing Dynasty fell, but I am still conservative.
Needless to say, that company must have had vested interests back then.
As soon as the man appeared, the bustling nightclub street fell silent.
Even Han Shixiao's heart sank suddenly.
"Don't panic."
Zhang Ruoyu's voice sounded slowly, he lit a cigarette, and stared steadily at the man and the nearly 300 strong men behind him.
The overall quality of this group of people is much better than that of Han Shixiao's younger brothers, and they are basically all practitioners.
Han Shixiao looked at Brother Zhang eagerly, wanting to see what countermeasures he had. Anyway, his uncle had no choice but to fight to the death.
"Listen to me and call the police."
Zhang Ruoyu cut to the chase.
Han Shixiao shivered all over.
"I won't retaliate." Han Shixiao was very courageous. "I won't retaliate even if I die!"
If you really want to take revenge, how can the cold-faced Yama still hang out in Binhai in the future?
Death is a small matter, but face is a big deal!
"Then please be gentler later." Zhang Ruoyu said in a calm tone. "I think this man is at least in his forties, and his bones are brittle. If you really hit him to death with an iron fist, both of us will have to face lawsuits.
"
Han Shixiao is about to cry.
I'm going to fight? Should I strike more gently?
That man is a super master who is famous in Binhai...
Zhang Ruoyu saw through his brother-in-law's thoughts and pursed his lips and said: "My attack is not serious. Once I do, my fists as big as sandbags will definitely kill him."
"I don't want to involve you." Zhang Ruoyu said seriously.
Han Shixiao felt that Brother Zhang's explanation was reasonable, although it was very watery.
but--
Brother Zhang was afraid of beating that man to death.
If Han Shixiao took action, he would be afraid of being beaten to death by that man.
And there are so many disciples and grandchildren behind that master.
Just one big disciple, Chen Qing, is enough for him to drink a pot.
"Just click as far as you want." Zhang Ruoyu warned and warned, "Don't go up to it, you have to pay for it with your life."
Han Shixiao gritted his teeth, clenched his iron fist and said: "I only smoke Huazi, and I only drink Taizi. Today next year, you will be buried in my grave!"
He gave the order, and the group of stinky fish and shrimps with bruises and bruises behind him followed the boss.
“Once a strong man is gone, he will never return!”
Zhang Ruoyu used his powerful and powerful voice to see off the generals: "Although there are thousands of people, I will go!"
"Uncle, we're on our way!"
Han Shixiao's legs went weak and his blood boiled: "Brothers, do it!"
boom!
Bang bang!
Chen Qing only brought three or five of the master's disciples and grandsons, and he killed his uncle and his gang to pieces.
It takes three minutes.
Chen Qing glanced at Han Shixiao coldly: "Okay, Old Han, stay here for a while. It's just a broken leg, it's not about killing him."
Han Shixiao's nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.
He hunched over and gasped for air.
His dark eyes flashed with anger: "If you want to touch him, kill me first!"
Chen Qing said angrily: "Don't be so shameless!"
Han Shixiao didn't say a word, but just stood in front of Zhang Ruoyu.
Chen Qing was very unhappy. After all, the man named Han was the godson of Han Daowei, and he had followed the Binhai King since he was a child.
This weight is definitely heavier than Uncle Han's.
If you kill him, you won't be able to save your face, and it won't end well.
But if you don't move him, this guy who overestimates his capabilities will have to die, which will be very difficult to deal with.
"Binhai has its own rules."
That man is like a mountain, standing among the crowd.
He opened his thin lips slightly and said indifferently: "If you break the rules, I will destroy you, and Boss Han will not blame me."
After saying that, he raised his hand slightly.
Behind him, several practitioners with eyes like eagles and bodies like tigers stepped forward.
This group of people have thick bones, big shoulders and round waists. They walk with great power and have a strong aura.
They strode towards Han Shixiao and Zhang Ruoyu who was standing behind Han Shixiao.
This battle is inevitable.
If Han Shixiao does not retreat, he will be deposed.
"What are the rules in Binhai?"
Zhang Ruoyu raised his hand and patted Han Shixiao's shoulder, walked forward calmly and unbuttoned his shirt slowly.
Mr. Han bought this dress, so I have to wear it until the divorce, so I have to save money.
"My rules are just rules." Na Ye glanced at Zhang Ruoyu lightly.
If Mr. Lu hadn't spoken in person, he wouldn't have gone to war in person.
"This is the first time I've met someone crazier than me." Zhang Ruoyu opened Han Shixiao's hands, took off the old-fashioned watch that the old man left for him on his wrist, and handed it to Han Shixiao. "Don't blink, study hard."
"Tonight I'll let you see the style of a ten-year veteran of Beimang!"
Snapped!
There was an explosion in the air.
Zhang Ruoyu pulled from his waist and took out the black belt.
Then I was alone, facing hundreds of people.
"I'm going to challenge three hundred of you by myself. I'll use some weapons. Isn't that too much?"
Zhang Ruoyu scanned three hundred people with one glance, and one man was in charge.
A cold look flashed in the man's eyes.
The whole street was blocked and there was not a single spectator.
Who is he pretending to?
Three hundred more?
If he can bring down ten of them, it means that his ten years as a soldier were not in vain.
"Destroy him!"
Chen Qing took the lead, swooping down like a wolf, tiger or leopard.
He still remembers the revenge of being attacked in a nightclub.
At this moment, we have a sure chance of victory, and we have Na Ye in charge.
