After all, it is a relatively heavy weapon like a steel pipe, so when it collides, the shock force is very strong, and the shock will inevitably make the tiger's mouth numb.
At this time, when Lu Feng was alone and faced with dozens of people, each of them was shocked once, but Lu Feng would suffer fifty times.
Lu Feng's palms finally gradually lost some strength and could not hold tightly, and the steel pipe in his hand was also a little unsteady.
Even Lu Feng's breathing became a little rapid at this time, and his chest rose and fell.
"Hit, beat, beat!" the yellow-haired young man jumped up and shouted.
Everyone attacked faster, and the overwhelming steel pipes hit Lu Feng again.
Lu Feng dodged left and right, trying his best to avoid the beatings of these steel pipes.
"Lu Feng, be careful!"
Suddenly, Jiang Xuanran exclaimed, opened the car door and hugged Lu Feng.
Lu Feng's scalp immediately became numb and he turned around suddenly.
Jiang Xuanran's body rushed towards him and blocked Lu Feng's body.
The yellow-haired young man just took advantage of Lu Feng's distraction and stabbed Lu Feng fiercely with an extremely sharp Tibetan scimitar.
If such a sharp and slender Tibetan scimitar were to hit Lu Feng's body, he would probably be stabbed right through him on the spot.
Jiang Xuanran didn't have time to think about it that much. He reached out and smashed the phone out, and then directly protected him in front of Lu Feng.
The yellow-haired young man opened his cell phone and stabbed forward with the machete in his hand again.
The next second, it would hit Jiang Xuanran's lower abdomen.
"ah!!"
Lu Feng's eyes were about to burst, and he roared suddenly, then forcibly twisted his body, using his ultimate strength and speed.
"Whoosh!"
At the critical moment, Lu Feng hugged Jiang Xuanran and fell to the side.
Then he suddenly turned back and grabbed the yellow-haired young man's wrist.
"Crack!"
There was a sound of bones exploding, and the young man's wrist was twisted by Lu Feng until it was deformed on the spot.
"Ah!" The yellow-haired young man screamed.
Lu Feng's eyes were full of coldness at this moment, he grabbed the hidden scimitar, and then without hesitation, he stabbed it into the body of the yellow-haired young man.
"Pfft!"
One knife sank into the handle.
The tip of the knife, still stained with blood, emerged directly from the yellow-haired young man's back.
At this moment, Lu Feng seemed to be crazy, more like a cold and ruthless bloodthirsty maniac. He suddenly pulled out the hidden scimitar and stabbed it hard again.
"Pfft!"
Another heart-piercing voice sounded, and the yellow-haired young man was pierced through again.
The venue suddenly fell into deathly silence.
The yellow-haired young man's eyes widened, blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Lu Feng in disbelief, and then fell backwards.
He still can't believe how Lu Feng escaped this sneak attack.
He was obviously very fast, and it only took half a second to kill Lu Feng!
How come he was killed by Lu Feng?
"Plop!" He fell to the ground.
No one came to answer his doubts.
A large amount of blood began to pour out of the corner of his mouth.
The hidden machete pierced the body directly, 200% of the internal organs were injured.
With internal bleeding, this young man with yellow hair was definitely dead.
"hiss!"
The entire road suddenly became dead silent.
The hidden scimitar in Lu Feng's hand was still dripping with blood.
His face was even more like the god of death, looking eerie and terrifying.
"Come on! Keep coming!"
Lu Feng suddenly shouted, then holding a hidden scimitar, he took the initiative to rush towards the remaining dozens of people.
"Bang!"
A young man subconsciously waved the steel pipe in his hand to resist. The sound of impact was heard and sparks exploded.
However, the quality of this hidden machete is indeed good, and it has not been knocked out like a machete.
"Go to hell!"
Lu Feng's eyes turned cold and he swept the scimitar in his hand once again.
"Chila!"
The young man's clothes were instantly torn, and a long incision was made on his body.
"Hit, hit him!"
The young man fell to the ground with a thud, covering his wound with both hands, a look of horror on his face.
"Fight!"
Five or six more people attacked Lu Feng together.
Lu Feng suddenly bent down and held a scimitar in his hand, which looked like a long and flexible snake.
"Whoosh!"
The scimitar swept out again, instantly slashing through everyone's knees.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"
The knees of the five young men were instantly torn apart and they fell to the ground with a thud.
This time, no one felt sentimental.
The venue suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
Lu Feng's body was stained with blood, but it was all the blood of these young men.
He himself, except for being hit a few times by a steel pipe, did not suffer any injuries.
"Keep coming!"
Lu Feng took a step forward and sneered.
"Deng Deng!"
The remaining dozens of people all took a step back.
Obviously their number is dozens of times that of Lu Feng alone, but at this time, their courage has been shattered, how can they dare to take action?
Dozens of people looked at Lu Feng in horror, their Adam's apple rolling crazily, and their hearts in their throats.
Scared, they are really scared!
"Come on!" Lu Feng stepped forward again.
"Deng Deng!" Dozens of people took two steps back again.
Lu Feng, with one sword and one sword, actually scared away dozens of people.
This scene is really unbelievable.
"Up, up, up you guys, up..."
Yang Penghui, whose teeth were chattering in fright, then shouted with a trembling voice.
But at this time, no one dared to go up.
Under such circumstances, let alone 80 million, even 800 million would probably not give them the courage to take another step forward.
Money is a good thing, but if you have a life to earn it, you also have a life to spend it!
Even the boss is dead, what else do they dare to do?
"Come on!"
At the end of his rope, Yang Penghui reached out with countless cash and threw it forward.
But no one cared.
In the face of life and death, money is nothing.
"Fuck...run, run, brothers! He can't fight him, he can't fight him!"
A young man threw away the steel pipe in his hand, turned around and ran away.
"Run, run, run..."
The remaining people were also trembling, their teeth were chattering, and then they turned around and tried to run away.
Yang Penghui understood that his fate was over, gritted his teeth slightly, turned around quickly, picked up the car keys, and prepared to drive away.
"I'm telling you Lu Yu, as long as I'm still alive, you can't even think about living a stable life!"
"If I can't kill you today, I will definitely kill you next time!"
Before leaving, Yang Penghui rolled down the window and cursed loudly.
Lu Feng watched helplessly as these people left. He wanted to stop them, but was unable to do so.
"Are you drafting it? Over there, hurry up and get around!"
Suddenly, a shout came from a distance, and the voice was full of anger.
"Run? I drafted a competition. No one can run today!!"
"Bang!"
The sound of a gunshot, like a sharp arrow piercing the night and piercing the dawn sky, instantly resounded on this street.
After the gunshot, everyone was stunned and stood there with weak legs.