Listening to people's comments, Huang Jian suddenly felt like a hero.
He thought yes! Just now, when he came on stage, he easily defeated the Shaolin disciple who knew how to wear an iron cloth shirt.
The audience in the audience will definitely regard him as a first-class expert. If he stood up and said a few words for the beauty at this time, the boy next to Ye Qian would definitely be afraid of him.
When he saw that the pretty boy next to Ye Qian was fair and fair, and didn't look like a ruthless person at first sight, he felt a little more courageous.
Thinking of this, Huang Jian walked up to the man and put his hand on the man's shoulder with a smile: "Brother, this Miss Ye is my friend. If anything happens, come to me!"
Ye Qian was only stunned for a moment, and soon she lowered her face with a cold expression, looking at the pretty boy quietly.
"Really?" Xiao Bailian's face suddenly darkened when he saw Huang Jian take action. He smiled proudly, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. Soon, seven men walked towards him at the same time.
The people watching in the bar opened their eyes wide and exclaimed.
"Look, there's something good to watch. The Taoist priest just now really took action for the beauty."
"Yes! You can tell from one look that this guy is a practicing master."
Listening to these compliments, Huang Jian suddenly felt his blood boiling in his body. He suddenly spread his arms and made a classic move from the reincarnation of Bruce Lee.
He pushed his nose gently with his hand and let out a strange cry of "Ah Da!", then raised his face and winked at the pretty girl and said: "Whoever bullies this woman today is my enemy, Huang Jian.
The 38th generation disciple of Wudang Sect Zhang Sanfeng is here. If anyone has a problem with me, I will chop him with my Thunder Splitting Palm."
Huang Jian deliberately said that he was awesome, but in fact, he was already beating the drum in his heart.
When the gangsters behind Xiao Bailian saw Huang Jian, they were all a little scared and did not dare to step forward, so they talked to each other for a few words.
"Hey! Brother, this guy really looks like an expert."
"Yes! Just now, I knocked down Mr. Jueyun with one punch. How about you go up first and try his kung fu!"
"You go first!"
Several gangsters wanted to attack, but they were a little scared.
Fang Xiaoyu, who was watching in the corner, saw Huang Jian surrounded by several gangsters, and couldn't help but worry for this guy.
Although Huang Jian likes to brag, he has good intentions. In addition, this guy is Li Muqing's classmate. In this critical moment, he has no reason not to help him.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiaoyu walked up to Huang Jian. He asked Huang Jian in a low voice: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay!" Huang Jian forced out a smile, but he felt terribly weak. He thought, finally someone is here. If he doesn't come, I will pee my pants.
Seeing Fang Xiaoyu suddenly appear, the young boy's face turned gloomy. He winked at the gangsters beside him and said, "Brothers, we can't wait any longer. Just beat them up."
Pretty boys are also people who often hang out in bars.
He knew that things like fights had to be dealt with quickly, otherwise there would be more and more helpers in the back, and he would surely suffer a loss.
A tall gangster glanced at one of the fat gangsters, smiled and said: "Brother, if you look stronger, let me deal with this kid! You deal with that Taoist priest."
"I'll deal with this kid too."
"I'm coming too!"
"I'm coming too!"
"I come!"
The five gangsters winked, raised their fists and rushed towards Fang Xiaoyu.
The little boy was frightened, so Taoist priest Huang Jian deliberately pushed one of his men and rushed towards Huang Jian's side as a sneak attack.
"Feidao, go deal with that Taoist priest."
After saying that, the pretty boy also raised his fist and hit Fang Xiaoyu on the body.
At once six gangsters attacked Fang Xiaoyu.
The onlookers turned pale with fright, thinking that this kid must be dead. But those gangsters looked proud, thinking, if they really can't beat the Taoist priest, it doesn't matter. After beating this kid
I just ran away. I saved face tonight.
But just when a group of them pounced on Fang Xiaoyu.
Suddenly, I heard Fang Xiaoyu shout loudly: "Meishan God Fight!"
Suddenly, he raised the thunder energy in his body and struck with both fists.
Just hearing a "bang", two huge forces hit the two gangsters who rushed forward first. The two gangsters were knocked to the ground by the huge impact, each holding their stomachs in their hands.
, making a cry of pain.
As soon as the action here was over, the other two gangsters who rushed forward were grabbed by Fang Xiaoyu's collars before they could figure out their situation, and they were violently pushed towards the table on their backs.
The gangster's body hit the table, and the glasses and wine on the table fell to the floor.
Suddenly, there were bursts of screams in the entire bar, and the timid girls all opened their eyes wide, covered their chests with their hands, and backed away.
"Come on!" Fang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to grab it. One of the gangsters picked up a beer bottle and hit one of the gangsters' elbows with a "click", dislocating his hand.
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A scream of "ah" was heard, causing the gangster to roll on the ground in pain.
His last blow was a warning to all the gangsters, telling him that he was not to be trifled with, lest these guys try to turn around and fight again to save face.
Fang Xiaoyu stopped his gesture, made a movement to withdraw his power, raised his face and shouted at the gangsters: "Get out!"
The gangsters got up from the ground one by one and ran outside in a hurry.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a scream coming from behind me.
Fang Xiaoyu turned around and saw that it was Huang Jian who was thrown to the ground by a fat man and was resisting feebly.
Seeing this kid Huang Jian looking like he was suffering from kidney failure, Fang Xiaoyu became angry.
He walked over and lifted the obese man up from the collar at the back: "Get out!"
Fang Xiaoyu used his strength to lift the boy up and threw him to the side. There was another "bang" and the man hit the table nearby. He let out a scream of "ouch".
At this time, the pretty boy from before turned back. He quickly whispered to the fat man: "Get up and leave!"
Fang Xiaoyu looked at the ground, and suddenly remembered that he had to pay for breaking things in the bar, so he shouted at the pretty boy: "Come back!"
"I..." The white-faced boy opened his mouth and wanted to turn around and run away, but when he saw Fang Xiaoyu's stern expression, he lost all energy.
Thinking about Fang Xiaoyu's fierce fighting style just now, he was still frightened and had no choice but to shake his legs and come to Fang Xiaoyu's side. (To be continued)