When the gangsters who were watching saw how powerful the boss was, they all immediately clapped and applauded with playful smiles on their faces. They seemed not to care at all that an innocent person might be beaten to the point of cerebral palsy by him!
well……
Zhang Ye sighed softly, neither evading nor fighting back.
So the fist of the tattooed brawny man hit him firmly on the head!
boom!
There was a muffled sound, which made people feel a little creepy.
"Okay! The boss is mighty, the boss is awesome."
"The boss's punch has the demeanor of a martial arts master."
"That's right! I beat this pretty boy until he screamed, foamed at the mouth, and became incontinent. Then we took his wallet to have fun. Haha."
The gangsters around him all cheered loudly.
However, what no one expected was that immediately after, there was a shrill scream...
"Ah!!! My hand, my hand."
Then they were shocked to see that their boss's face was pale, his lips were trembling, and he was retreating crazily with cold sweat on his forehead. His two palms were hanging down from his wrists, looking soft and boneless! It was like eating food every day.
The texture is like pickled pepper boneless chicken feet...
Obviously, this is no longer an ordinary fracture. It is a comminuted fracture of the entire palm! I don’t know how many pieces the palm bones have become, and there is almost no possibility of healing.
No matter how powerful the famous doctor is, it is impossible!
Zhang Ye stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm really sorry, maybe my head is a little tough. Isn't there a saying on the Internet now, called Iron-headed boy? I should be that one."
The tattooed brawny man's eyes first flashed with fear, and then became angry. He felt humiliated. He immediately took a step back and said in a low and fierce voice: "Brothers, move on! I look at this damn pretty boy.
, should be a martial arts practitioner."
yes!
After hearing the instructions given by the boss, of course these gangsters obeyed immediately. They immediately surrounded Zhang Ye, and then looked fiercely. They each took out their pockets and took out something as long as a finger.
Press hard at the end.
A clang!
A sharp blade pops out from the front end.
This is actually some kind of weapon similar to a "switchblade". Although it is not long, the blade is only three inches. But it shines with a cold light, and it is no joke to use it.
"You disgusting little pretty boy, how dare you hurt our boss? So what if you have practiced martial arts?"
"That's right! No matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. The spring knives in our hands are much more powerful than kitchen knives."
"Hahaha, kneel down and beg for mercy right now. Call me grandpa a few times, and then beg our boss for forgiveness. Maybe we can spare you..."
These gangsters played with the sharp knives in their hands and looked at Zhang Ye with malicious eyes, as if they were considering where to poke a few holes!
But the tattooed man behind him was so angry that he yelled: "What a twist! My hands are like this. If I stab him, I'll be seriously injured even if he doesn't die. I'll take out his intestines."
His hands, which had been completely shattered and fractured, were beating with a fierce light in his eyes, like a wounded and crazy beast.
superior!
The gangsters all rushed towards Zhang Ye, and with the knives in their hands, they first stabbed and cut some non-lethal parts of his body...
However, something creepy happened!
I saw Zhang Ye still scratching his head with a wry smile, and then said speechlessly: "Ah, I am so young, why do I have gray hair? Life is really short."
It turned out that he had already pulled out a white hair.
Then, with a gentle twist...the slender white hair seemed to suddenly "come alive".
Whoosh!
It turned into a white light and flew out from his hand. The speed was astonishing, and it flew around the knife-wielding gangsters who rushed towards it.
Click, click, click...
The white hair that Zhang Ye pulled out accurately hit the sharp switchblade knives in their hands one after another. Then the knives were easily smashed into pieces, leaving only the bare handles.
How can this be?!
As soon as a group of gangsters rushed in front of Zhang Ye, they found that the knife in their hand was completely broken and was smashed by a hair!
They all looked at Zhang Ye with horrified eyes.
But soon, something even more horrifying happened.
Zhang Ye opened his mouth and spat out, and the grass root he had been holding in his mouth to play with immediately flew out. It was like a green lightning with several flashes.
The continuous "puff puff" sound sounded like the sound of flesh and blood being pierced!
The weak grass root that had just been casually broken off from the flower bed was now like the death charm of King Yama. It pierced the hands of these little gangsters who had just held the knife, and the huge force even carried them flying...
...Hands are connected to each other and strung together into a string.
Finally, he led them flying towards the wall of a remote alley. They were firmly nailed to it! They huddled together against the wall.
It was just pierced through the palm, although there was no fear of life. But the severe pain still made these gangsters feel like they were mourning, and they let out shrill screams, which revealed boundless fear.
As for the tattooed brawny man, the gangster boss, he was completely in a daze at this time. Looking at the scene in front of him, his mind went blank.
Just now, Zhang Ye smashed several sharp daggers made of fine steel with a single hair, and then used a piece of grass to pierce his little brother's palm, and nailed them to the wall in a string!
Is this still a martial arts practitioner?
This is simply sorcery!
thump……
The tattooed strong man's legs went weak, and his whole body collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud. He kept retreating and shouted crazily: "Monster! You are a monster. Call the police, I want to call the police. Let the police come and arrest you, ah ah ah
, monster."
hehe.
Zhang Ye still had that faint expression of helplessness on his face. He shrugged and shook his head: "Oh, what a wicked person in this world... I am sober when everyone else is drunk."
Then prepare to turn around and leave gracefully.
At this moment, suddenly!
An eagle cry sounded in mid-air, accompanied by a mysterious mana fluctuation.
oh?
Zhang Ye raised his eyebrows, and as soon as he turned around, he saw an invisible goshawk made of paper slowly emerging from the void. Then it flapped its wings and hovered in front of him.
Looking at the paper eagle in front of him, he seemed a little surprised: "This is... a letter sent by my unreliable father and my very reliable uncle? Is there something big that requires them both to deal with me at the same time?"
It’s a message.”
Zhang Ye was very curious.
The paper eagle emits a ball of white light, and then transforms into a rice paper letter and a gray token with a relief of a dragon and a tiger, fangs and claws hunting some kind of monster.
"Hey, this is...the Dragon and Tiger Demon Supervision Order?"