A voice as heavy as an executioner's head cleaver rang out. Just by listening to this voice, you can know that the owner of the voice is definitely a mad dog.

And with the sound of this sound, the sound of metal colliding became no longer crisp, but became heavy like a war drum. It's a thick sound that only comes when more than twenty metals collide together.

There were at least twenty people outside the door!

Huang Shan's eyes lit up suddenly, and a smile appeared on his face instantly, and the whole person was like a traveler who had finally seen the oasis after trekking in the desert for too long, as if his life had been awakened in an instant.

"Mourning, Mourning, is that you, stop those guys, don't let them get out of here!"

Huang Shan shouted loudly.

"Brother Huangshan, don't worry, no one wants to leave here today!" As the voice fell, a man with an iron rod on his shoulder appeared at the door.

This person is the leader of Liu Laoliu's hands, and he has never done things to a degree, and he dares to do anything.

With the appearance of Fu Hui, about 20 people also showed their faces. These people all have tattoos on their bodies, they all stand in a hanging posture, and they all have murder weapons in their hands. It's clear that this is a gang of specialized thugs, anything dirty and bloody, they do it!

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian couldn't help but stop, his brows furrowed tightly, and his expression became solemn.

Mo Shina's classmates only felt that their hearts were about to break at this time, and tonight's events should not be too exciting. Flipping again and again, there are divine turns again and again. Just when they think it's safe, danger comes. Even now, to the last now!

There was a female classmate who couldn't accept this flip and her heart was beating too fast, so she rolled her eyes and fainted.

The rest of the people couldn't see where to go, all of them trembled, all of them didn't know what to do at this time, and they couldn't even cry.

Even, these classmates envied the classmate who fainted directly. After all, the appearance of more than 20 gangsters can still give people a strong sense of psychological oppression.

This is not watching TV or watching movies, there are more than 20 people, more than 20 people with murder weapons!

No matter how strong Yang Xiaotian is, what if he can still kill these 20 people? Even if Yang Xiaotian has three heads and six arms, he can't do it!

"Haha, stinky boy, I just said it, killing people is just nodding. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, how about it? Do you regret it now? Did you not expect retribution to come so quickly? Today, now, I want to let you know what the consequences of touching the tiger's ass are!"

Huang Shan jumped up from his seat excitedly, his face became extremely distorted, and the whole person was in a state of madness.

Yang Xiaotian turned around and glanced at Huangshan, but where was there a little regret in his eyes? Some were just firm, and some were just sharp!

Huang Shan was very angry at Yang Xiaotian's reaction, obviously I was already in control, obviously I was the one wielding the butcher knife, why could this guy still be so calm? Why!

"Mourning, me, hard, this guy!" Huang Shan shouted.

", give it to me, this kid!"

Mourning Hui shouted, already waving the iron rod in his hand and rushing towards Yang Xiaotian's side.

"Take care of yourselves. As Yang Xiaotian spoke, he had already pushed Mo Shina aside, and then instead of retreating, he ran towards the oncoming mourning glow.

The so-called narrow road meets the brave wins, for this, Fu Hui has enough experience. He knows very well that when fighting, it is often not about who has more strength, nor is it about who is better at fighting, but relying on courage and guts.

This is also why he is not the biggest or the most powerful person, but he can often win fights and become the king of fights on this street.

Therefore, at this time, when he saw Yang Xiaotian, who was thinner than himself, running towards him, he didn't say how happy he was.

This kid is looking for death! How dare you confront yourself? See if I don't scare you out!

If Yang Xiaotian's performance from the beginning to the present is like a tiger or a hungry wolf, it represents indomitable domineering and domineering. Then Mourning should be a poisonous snake, a black widow hiding in a dark corner.

Tigers and wolves are certainly intimidating or even intimidating, but they are not like facing a poisonous snake or a black widow that makes people hang on their hearts all the time, and they need to be highly focused at all times.

At this time, Yang Xiaotian and Fu Hui finally met. Fu Hui was really an outlaw who did things completely regardless of the consequences, and the iron rod was raised high, falling heavily, and heading towards Yang Xiaotian's head.

And when Fu Hui was attacking, he didn't even care about Yang Xiaotian's fist coming towards the door in front of him. In other words, this guy never thought that he would be unharmed from the beginning!

Isn't this kind of person the most terrifying person?

Once you fight with him, you may have to live and die immediately. And if you choose to back down, then you are doomed!

Everyone felt the death of Mourning Radiance, and everyone was aware of the cruelty hidden in the darkness. Everyone felt that this time, Yang Xiaotian was going to lose to Fu Hui after all. It's not that Yang Xiaotian is not strong enough, but that Fu Hui is too ruthless.

And at this time, when everyone thought that Yang Xiaotian would retreat, Yang Xiaotian directly greeted him.

Boom!

A dull voice rang out, and Fu Hui's iron rod slammed into Yang Xiaotian's shoulder. You can see that the solid iron rod in Fu Hui's hand has been bent and sunk into a piece.

I can imagine how powerful this iron rod is! I'm afraid that Yang Xiaotian's shoulder will break at least three bones now, and even the entire shoulder will be invalid from now on.

Look at the mourning glow again. Yang Xiaotian's fist did hit Fu Hui's chest, but what was the point. You know, it was the iron rod of Fuhui that hit Yang Xiaotian's shoulder first.

How much power does a fist have, how much lethality it has? If it can't hit the enemy, isn't that the same as nothing?

When everyone saw Yang Xiaotian running towards Fuhui, they were all frightened. Just like before, when Yang Xiaotian dared to run in front of the bullet.

At that moment, Mo Sina and her classmates actually had expectations in their hearts, they all thought that Yang Xiaotian would survive in a desperate situation like before, and create miracles in a desperate situation.

Huang Shan couldn't help frowning tightly, he was very uneasy in his heart, because Yang Xiaotian gave him too much fright, and that kid seemed to be able to create something that people didn't expect in the end.

But at this moment, everything should fall to the ground. Look at Yang Xiaotian's shoulder, look at the iron rod of Mourning Hui, look at the two dozen people in front of Yang Xiaotian, and look at the smile on Mourning Hui's face.

Moshina and her classmates were in despair. A smile appeared on Huang Shan's face.