Wan Yunting looked at the machete in his hand, with a joking smile on his face.
Park Shengyuan's face was gloomy and he shouted angrily: "Hey, brat, don't think it's great if you can fight. I have three hundred people here. Let's see how many you can fight!"
Suddenly a group of young men poured out from inside, each holding a stick, and surrounded Wan Yunting and Kang Nolan...
"hehe…"
Wan Yunting looked at the many people around him with disdain. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled at Connolan beside him: "I will open a way for you."
"good."
Kang Nolan nodded calmly, then Wan Yunting opened his eyes, shot out two sharp rays of light, turned the machete in his hand, with the back of the knife facing down, and immediately rushed towards the young men outside, and slashed one of the young men on the shoulder with the back of the knife...
He raised his foot to kick back, and then swept away another one. He slapped the machete in his hand, and the blade hit a younger brother hard on the cheek. He immediately fell to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust...
Kang Nolan was no less impressive, with her beautiful legs constantly lifted and landed on the ground. Many younger brothers were kicked away or fell to the ground by her. Following Wan Yunting, the two of them broke out together.
In an instant, there were constant screams and the sound of bodies falling to the ground. In the blink of an eye, a group of little brothers were lying on the ground wailing, and the perimeter was opened instantly. Wan Yunting immediately said to Kang Nolan: "Let's go! Wait for me outside.
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"Okay teacher, be careful."
Kang Nolan knew that Wan Yunting wanted to leave first and didn't want to hold her back, so she immediately ran outside the abandoned car park, but the tiger outside did not leave either. Soon he saw Connolan rushing towards
When she came out, the tiger immediately went up to pick her up: "Where is Boss Wan?"
"The teacher is still inside."
Connolan didn't know Tiger, but knew him as a teacher.
Meng Hu looked at the abandoned car park and heard screams coming from far away. He sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Park Shengyuan is really seeking death, how dare he offend the devil Wan Boss!"
"demon?"
Connolan looked at the tiger with some strangeness. He smiled and said: "You are Wan Lao, a college student. He was in prison before and was called a devil by us, so don't worry. Wan Lao will be out soon..."
ah……
thump……
Outside the workshop in the abandoned car park, there were constant screams and sounds of falling to the ground. Wan Yunting was holding a machete with the back of the knife facing people. After all, he did not want to kill anyone. In less than five minutes, people were already lying around.
.
But there was still a steady stream of young men rushing in, but Wan Yunting was like an invincible god of war. He moved wildly and swept these young men. Park Shengyuan outside was stunned and frightened. He never expected that
, this little brother Ling Xianzong is actually so capable.
Gulu…
Park Shengyuan swallowed, walked out with eyes wide open, picked up a boy on the ground, pushed him up, and yelled madly: "Kill him, kill him for me..."
Park Shengyuan knew that if he didn't deal with Ling Xianzong today, he would be in big trouble in the future!
ah……
There was a scream, and Wan Yunting swept across a row of boys with his machete. At this moment, he seemed to be back in prison, teaching the prisoners a lesson, kicking them all out one by one...
With one leap, Wan Yunting seemed to be flying in the air. With one sweep of his legs, a row of young men were swept away. The screams resounded throughout the abandoned car park. Park Shengyuan was terrified. He had been on the road for more than ten years and had seen this before.
People who can fight, but I have never seen anyone who can fight like this.
Is this, is this still a human being...
Park Shengyuan's face was full of excitement. He saw that most of his hundreds of younger brothers had fallen down, but the Chinese young man was not tired and was still like a fighting machine. The sword rose and fell. When he took action, some people screamed and flew away. It was a shocking scene.
It feels like being in a martial arts movie, giving people an unreal feeling.
So Park Shengyuan was scared and hurriedly shouted to the younger brother who was protecting him: "Quick, call Meng Dabiao and bring someone back to kill him..."
"what's good…"
Meng Dabiao, who was taking his younger brother back, was puzzled when he received a call from Park Shengyuan.
Could it be Ling Xianzong, giving him a shot back?
"Turn around and go back."
Meng Dabiao did not hesitate and waved to the boy driving the car to turn around and go back...
In the abandoned car park, ten minutes later, hundreds of young men had all fallen to the ground, wailing, and the place was filled with dust. Then Wan Yunting kicked away the people blocking the road and walked out holding a bloody machete on the back.
At this moment, he was expressionless, looking at Park Shengyuan, who was standing at the door of the workshop with a pale face, and several of his younger brothers. They were all frightened with panic and fear on their faces, and their legs were staggering back involuntarily. With disbelieving eyes,
Looking at Wan Yunting in front of him.
This guy is definitely not a human being...
when!
The machete flew over and was inserted directly in front of Park Shengyuan. He was frightened and looked up at Wan Yunting. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took one out and held it in his mouth with a snap.
Light it up, take a deep breath, and slowly exhale the smoke...
"Ah, brat..."
Then Park Shengyuan hurriedly took out a pistol from the waist behind his back, hurriedly loaded it, and pretending to be calm, he pointed the gun at Wan Yunting, "It doesn't matter if you can shoot me, you, can you still block my bullet?"
Wan Yunting looked up at him, raised the corner of his mouth, slowly exhaled smoke, and chuckled: "You can try it!"
Park Shengyuan was scared, his eyes were full of panic, and his right hand holding the pistol was trembling, because the Chinese young man in front of him was too scary.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Pu Shengyuan's mind. Ling Xianzong had such a powerful younger brother, but why didn't he show up and resist him before?
"Kneel down and beg me. If you break another arm, I won't hold you accountable for arresting my student."
Wan Yunting looked at Park Shengyuan, who was smoking a cigarette leisurely and smiled in a very calm tone.
"Ah, you brat, you're looking for death."
Park Shengyuan's face became ferocious and angry. Although the opponent could hit him, he was the vice president of the White Tiger Club, not to mention he had a gun, so he went crazy and shot Wan Yunting without hesitation...
boom!
The bullet was fired from the barrel of the gun, but in an instant, Wan Yunting had disappeared in place, leaving only a wisp of smoke filling the place, and the bullet scattered the smoke...
ah…!
Then a scream came out, and Wan Yunting, who had appeared in front of Park Shengyuan at some point, had already snatched the pistol from his hand, and kicked him out with his foot...
Bang! A loud bang hit the back door of a car, and it was dented directly. With a thud, Park Shengyuan knelt down on his knees, holding his tummy, and vomited out all the food he had eaten for lunch, his face was pale and ferocious...
"ah…"
Two brothers, Che Zaiyong and Che Zailong, immediately rushed toward Wan Yunting, and then he pointed his pistol at them. The two brothers were frightened. In an instant, Wan Yunting shot them each in the thigh, and they fell to the ground screaming.
On the ground.
"The gun is nice, but it's not for me."
Looking at the pistol in his hand, Wan Yunting took a breath and slowly exhaled the smoke. He smiled and immediately broke the pistol into pieces and threw it on the ground with a snap. Park Shengyuan, who was kneeling in front, saw this scene and his face was filled with tears.
He was horrified. At this moment, he deeply realized the terror of this young Chinese man...
Then Wan Yunting picked up the machete on the ground and walked over. Looking at Park Shengyuan who looked panicked and frightened at this moment, he smiled and said: "Whether to chop off your left hand or your right hand, you can choose for yourself!"
These words were like the voice of a devil, making Park Shengyuan tremble with fear. No longer caring about his face, he begged in horror: "Don't cut off my hand, I...I will apologize with you, don't you want the territory?"
I will give you everything, as well as goods and money. I can give you as much as you want. Please don’t cut off my hand..."
However, Wan Yunting smiled evilly, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, raised his foot and stomped it out with the toe of his shoe, rubbed it a few times, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in anything you said, so I still
Cut off your left hand and leave your right hand for you to eat with chopsticks..."
"No…"
"ah…"
Panic and screams came out of Pu Shengyuan's mouth. Wan Yunting raised the knife and cut off his left forearm. Blood spurted out...
"President Park..."
The two brothers Che Zaiyong who fell next to him, and the younger brothers who had climbed up outside, saw Wan Yunting holding a machete with blood dripping from the blade. As he turned around, he looked like a demon, revealing his evil charm.
sneer…
brush……
For a moment, the faces of the younger brothers were filled with panic and fear. Facing Wan Yunting now, they felt as if they were seeing the terrifying God of War. They felt frightened from the bottom of their hearts. Therefore, no one dared to rush forward, otherwise they would only be looking for a fight.
…
"Um!"
Suddenly, Wan Yunting's eyes suddenly widened, and his expression changed drastically. He clearly sensed the crisis with his sixth sense, and immediately raised the machete to block his forehead.
when!
With a clear sound, Wan Yunting's right hand shook, and his mouth went numb. He saw a protruding bullet appear on the machete in front of him, and the bullet had penetrated the blade.
Fortunately, the machete was thick enough, otherwise the bullet would have been more powerful and would have penetrated the blade and hit Wan Yunting on the head...