"You are so damn brave! Come on! If anyone chops off his hands, I will reward him 100,000 yuan! If his legs are chopped off, I will reward him 500,000 yuan!"
Hearing Ye Zihao's provocation, the young boy who killed Matt suddenly became angry.
In order to teach Ye Zihao a lesson, he spent huge sums of money to get someone to do it.
As the saying goes: Under a heavy reward, there must be a brave man!
As soon as they heard that Ye Zihao's hands and legs were so valuable, all the gangsters at the scene were as excited as if they were intoxicated. As if they regarded Ye Zihao as a beautiful woman who had taken off her clothes, everyone rushed over.
"His left hand is mine!"
"His right hand is mine!"
"Paralysis! Don't grab any of you from me! Both his left and right hands are mine!"
…
These gangsters seemed to be grabbing New Year's goods. Everyone was holding sharp machetes and rushing towards them very excitedly.
Seeing such a huge formation, the people at the scene were frightened and panicked. However, what shocked them was that a playful smile appeared on Ye Zihao's lips at this time.
That’s right!
He is laughing!
"Ni Ma? This... is this guy scared out of his wits? Why are you laughing?"
"He's not laughing, he's crying!"
"Fart! You are obviously laughing!"
…
Suddenly, everyone was shocked. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, how could they dare to believe that anyone could laugh in the face of such a group of vicious gangsters.
"Tsk!"
At this time, Ye Zihao took off the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth, put it into the ashtray and extinguished it. Then he slightly raised the corner of his mouth and slowly exhaled the smoke in his mouth.
"call!"
"It's rare to come out for fun, why do you always force me to take action?"
Ye Zihao smiled helplessly and said.
At this time, a gangster who wanted to express himself most rushed forward first.
"You brat!! Your right hand belongs to me!"
The gangster shouted loudly, then held the machete and tried to cut off Ye Hao's right hand.
"If you have the ability! Just come and get it!"
Ye Zihao sneered. The next second, he grabbed the ashtray with his right hand and waved it forward vigorously.
"Bang!"
The ashtray made of glass hit the gangster in the face, and the glass exploded on the spot.
"Ouch!! My face!"
The gangster screamed fiercely on the spot, and the next second, Ye Zihao reached out and snatched the machete from his hand, and then swung it towards the gangster's neck.
"No!!"
The gangster was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes, knowing that his head would definitely be chopped off this time.
However, just when the blade was about to cut the gangster's neck, Ye Zihao suddenly stopped his movement.
Then, he changed the blade and slapped the gangster's face with the front of the machete.
"Pah! Pah!"
"Dude! Didn't I scare you?"
Ye Zihao sneered and made a deliberate joke.
"No...not scared!"
Although the gangster said this, his body betrayed him. After he said this sentence, he was so frightened that he fainted on the spot.
You know, he thought he had been beheaded just now, but now he survived the disaster and was not in a coma!
"Haha! So timid!"
Ye Zihao said coldly, with a disdainful expression on his face, and at this time, other gangsters also rushed up.
But they were shocked to find that the man in front of them with a machete looked like a god of war. No matter how they slashed, the man could easily block it.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
…
The sound of metallic collisions and the flash of knives could be heard at the scene, accompanied by the sharp screams of the gangsters.
But what is shocking is that not even a drop of blood appeared at the scene.
Because Ye Zihao knocked them unconscious with the front side of the machete. If it had been replaced by the sharp side, the scene would have been littered with corpses.
No matter how impulsive Ye Zihao was, he would never be able to kill these gangsters in front of so many people.
And he just wanted to teach these people a lesson, for example, knock them all unconscious.
soon!
All the gangsters at the scene were beaten unconscious by Ye Zihao, and some were even scared into unconsciousness.
The gangsters who were still trying to kill people just now fell to the ground unconscious.
"I...go!! This...this scene is simply a fortress!"
"It's simply more exciting than a martial arts movie!"
"Ni Ma! Could this be the legendary... master?"
…
In an instant, everyone's expressions became incredible. Their mouths all formed an O shape, and they were shocked.
At this time, the boy who killed Matt was so frightened that he peed.
Originally, he thought that with so many people, just one person with a mouthful of saliva could drown Ye Zihao, but what he never expected was that Ye Zihao would beat his own man to the ground in a few strokes.
Nima?
This... this is simply the rhythm of an instant kill!
The boy who killed Matt felt as if a thousand huge waves were rising in his heart, and he stared at Ye Zihao in horror.
However, at this moment, he saw Ye Zihao turning around, his eyes staring at him like poisonous snakes.
fear!
gloomy!
horrible!
…
In an instant, the body of this Shamat young man started to tremble with fear, and his teeth could not help but tremble up and down. He told himself that he must not panic, but his body simply refused to obey his orders.
"Kneel down!"
At this moment, Ye Zihao swung his machete and pointed it directly at him.
As a result, the Shamate boy was so frightened that his legs became weak, and he suddenly knelt down in front of Ye Zihao.
"Brother!!"
"I...I was wrong! I...I shouldn't be so arrogant!! I...I shouldn't ask someone to chop you!"
The Shamat boy clasped his hands together and begged Ye Zihao bitterly.
"Brother! Not only do I not want you to apologize to me, but I will give you 600,000!"
Ye Zihao had a cold expression and said lightly.
"6...600,000?"
"Brother, are you...are you kidding me? Why...why did you give me 600,000?"
In an instant, the young boy who killed Matt was dumbfounded.
At this time, Ye Zihao responded coldly and said: "Didn't you just say that my hands are worth 100,000 and my legs are worth 500,000? Now I will give you 600,000! I will chop off your hands and feet!"
Ye Zihao's expression was grim, as if what he said was true.
"What?"
"Don't... don't stop! Brother! Don't cut off my hands and legs, I... I was wrong!! I... I was wrong! Woo hoo!"
The Shamate boy was so frightened that he quickly begged for mercy.
Ye Zihao sneered disdainfully and said, "Wrong? What a pity! It's too late!"
However, at this moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly and said, "Damn it! Who dares to chop him?"