Not long after, the roar of a motorcycle engine sounded, and everyone on board saw a dozen people riding several motorcycles roaring towards the place.
The leader was tall and thick-set, and was wearing a white Kungfu training suit. He walked like a dragon and a tiger, and he was very powerful. At first glance, he was a man of martial arts skills.
"Haha, you little bastards are dead. My son is here. Just wait until you kneel at my feet and kowtow to me to apologize."
"Dad, which blind bastard offended you? Tell me and I will kill him right now."
The man walked up to the car in three steps and two steps at a time. When everyone saw his face, they all showed fear as if they were seeing a wild wolf.
They all recognized that this man was the famous Sanda champion in Donghai City. He had participated in national competitions and defeated ten masters in a row. Anyone who fought against him would need to stay in the hospital for two or three months at the least, or his hands and feet would be broken in the worst case.
, the kind who can only sit in a wheelchair or lie in bed for the rest of his life, unable to stand up at all.
"Hey, son, you are finally here. If you don't come here, these two little bastards will bully your father and me to death. When I got on the bus just now, there were no seats, so I just discussed it with them.
Ask them to give me a seat. But this little bastard not only refused to let me, but also insulted me with obscene words. He even pushed me to the ground just now. Oops, my waist must be twisted. It's over.
, I can’t get up after it’s over, son, you have to make the decision for me!”
Zhang Feng guessed that this was the case. This old bastard's ability to confuse right and wrong must have been learned from his wife. He was so 666.
The surrounding passengers were also speechless. Although they knew the truth of the matter, no one dared to stand up and say something fair. After all, this was a Sanda champion in front of them, the kind who used to beat disabled people. They still
I want to live a few more years and don't want to get into trouble.
"Damn it, little bastard, you are so tired of living that you actually dare to hit my dad. Do you know who I am? Do you want to die?"
After hearing this, the young man became furious, stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhang Feng's clothes, and wanted to hit him with his fist.
Of course, Zhang Feng didn't have a good expression. He snorted coldly and pushed gently with his hand. The man seemed to be bounced away by a strong force, and he took several steps back.
, and stopped only when it hit the rear door.
The man covered his chest. He could only feel the energy and blood surging all over his body. It was as if he had been hit by a train just now, and he almost failed to survive.
He calmed down for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Zhang Feng, feeling quite surprised in his heart. He was a Sanda master! He still had a lot of strength. Many people had not been his opponents before, but now this kid was so light and airy.
Yes, he just pushed himself so far away. What kind of situation is he born with supernatural power? Could it be that he met a master today? But this master is really too young.
"Where are you from, kid? If you have the ability, come and report your name."
The young man stared at Zhang Feng and said in a very arrogant manner.
Zhang Feng felt weird when he heard this and replied in a very arrogant way.
"I am the special takeout taster of the Donghai Takeout Association, the chief game experiencer of the Game Association, and a student who never graduates from college at home. How about I be famous enough?"
Hearing Zhang Feng's introduction, the girl behind him couldn't help but smile. And the young man's mouth twitched even more.
He had already cursed in his heart, what kind of top-notch products did he meet today? You are also a food taster and a game experiencer. To put it bluntly, isn't it a complete otaku? You still use so many high-level skills.
What’s the noun for, there’s no limit to pretentiousness?
"Hmph, kid, I don't care who you are. You beat my dad today, and I can't bear to swallow it. I want to tear apart all the bones in your body to let you know the consequences of bullying an old man."
As he said that, he was ready to take action. Zhang Feng naturally didn't take him to heart. He snorted coldly and made a waving motion, his eyes full of contempt.
It is no exaggeration to say that he can hit ten of these guys with one hand.
"You can avenge your father, but only if you can beat me. Come on, let me try how much you weigh."
Naturally, the young man couldn't bear being provoked in person, so he screamed and rushed over with his fists raised.
However, when he was still one meter away from Zhang Feng, he saw Zhang Feng stretched out a hand and shouted.
"Wait, don't move!"
Hearing this, the young man stopped subconsciously. Even his fast steps couldn't help but stop the huge inertia, which almost made him fall over. Fortunately, his steps were steady.
This is not so embarrassing.
"Holy shit, what are you doing? What, are you afraid? If you are afraid, kneel down and kowtow to me and my father three times, and then call us ancestors three times. I am wrong, and I will let you go."
Hearing this, Zhang Feng deliberately pretended not to hear, stretched out one ear, and asked with a smile.
"What did you want me to say?"
"Ancestor, I was wrong."
"Ah, what did you say? It was a little loud just now, but I still didn't hear it clearly."
"Ancestor, I was wrong."
"I'm sorry, I still didn't hear you clearly. Please say it again."
"I told my ancestors that I was wrong."
"Hey, that's right, dear grandson, just know that you are wrong, but you have to correct it in time. Knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements. You are very good. My ancestors, I think highly of you."
After hearing this, the young man realized that he had been tricked, and he didn't even notice such a simple trick. He was really as stupid as a pig.
At that moment, he became furious and punched him directly.
"Asshole, you dare to play tricks on me, you go to hell!"
However, in the next second, he flew back for no reason, and this time the car door was smashed and deformed. And he seemed to be scattered all over, lying there unable to get up.
"Oh, this won't work anymore, this is really boring. My dear grandson, it seems like your physique is not good enough! You must be overindulging in sex. Come on, come on, ancestor, I will teach you a trick. When you are fine,
Just try tucking your head under your crotch. This will allow blood circulation throughout your body and increase the toughness of your bones, which is very good for your body.
Oh, by the way, I think you should not be called a Sanda Champion if you are like this. You can't even beat me. Teaching a Sanda Champion is just to discredit the word champion. Why don't you be called a super loser? I think