"Two minutes and thirty seconds..."Yang Xiaolei muttered.

The next second, he rushed out.

The enemy said that the knife was fast, but he cared more about the fast time, and he only had less than three minutes.

The box itself is very large, but with so many people crowded, it naturally seems small.

Zhang Wenxiong brought five or six people, and Brother Snake's subordinates numbered more than a dozen.

As you can imagine, the space in the box is small.

In the small space, Yang Xiaolei turned into a phantom.

"Bang Peng..."

A figure flew out.

Everyone who fell let out a terrible snort.

However, no one could stand up again.

After many people fall to the ground, they become obstacles to their companions.

However, Yang Xiaolei still moves freely, every time he elbows, punches, knees, and legs, one person will inevitably fall.

Yang Xiaohuan's gaze followed Yang Xiaolei closely, for fear that he would be hurt by something, after all, it was all a bright knife.

However, seeing Yang Xiaolei's performance, she was directly stunned.

A pair of phoenix eyes, staring at the boss, how is this possible?

Is this still her brother?

When did her brother become so powerful?

An indescribable relief rose from her heart that her younger brother had finally grown up.

At this moment, she was very conflicted, and even had a faint loss.

After all, for two years, she has been protecting her younger brother.

As for the two brothers Zhang Wenxiong and Zhang Wendi, as well as Brother Snake, their faces are almost the same as their dead parents.

Zhang Wenxiong's eyes narrowed, and he rushed to the door quickly along the wall.

It's not good, this thing wants to run.

"Big brother, wait for me. Zhang Wendi saw it and immediately followed.

However, this thing is so good that it can't die, and it still shouted.

At this moment, Zhang Wenxiong wanted to kill this sand sculpture.

It's just that Zhang Wenxiong didn't have time to take care of him, and the person had already arrived at the door.

One hand grabbed the doorknob and slammed it hard.

The gate does not move!

"Zhang Shao, are you in such a hurry, where are you going?" Yang Xiaolei smiled, and his face was pasted in front of Zhang Wenxiong.

"Mom!" Zhang Wenxiong howled and hurriedly retreated.

accidentally, he crashed into Zhang Wendi's arms.

"Bang..."

The heads of the two people came into close contact.

"What the hell are you, you're blind!" Zhang Wenxiong felt a pain in his head and couldn't help but scold.

"Isn't my mom your mom... I went home and told my mom to go. Zhang Wendi said without showing weakness.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaolei was amused.

These two sand sculptures, have they reached this realm?

Suddenly, in Yang Xiaolei's peripheral vision, he saw a figure, he picked his toes, and a knife in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, Yang Xiaolei was surprised to find that he was physically and mentally united, and his waist, arms, and wrists had all entered the realm of unity.

The knife turned into a bolt of lightning and flew out.

Brother Snake, who had been silent, took advantage of the gap and took out a butterfly knife, he planned to hold Yang Xiaolei hostage.

This kid is amazing!

However, he is not without weaknesses.

He swooped and arrived in front of Yang Xiaohuan.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, his feet suddenly slipped, and the person almost fell down.

At this moment, a flash of light flashed.

Brother Snake was stunned suddenly, feeling a chill on his scalp, and liquid flowed down the top of his head.

At this time, before he could react, he reached out and touched it, looked down, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"If I touch my sister with any hand, I'll chop off which hand of yours!" Yang Xiaolei's voice seemed to come from hell.

"One minute left. Yang Xiaolei silently calculated the time in his heart, one in each hand, lifted Zhang Wendi and Zhang Wenxiong, and threw them directly on the ground in front of the sofa.

The two of them groaned and immediately fell silent.

The brothers, looking at each other, did not speak.

And Brother Snake covered his head with paper, his eyes rolled wildly, and he didn't dare to say anything.

With his left hand, he secretly sent a message out.

Yang Xiaolei was murderous, and his eyes swept over the box.

On the ground, crawling with people.

"Who else, want to die!" Yang Xiaolei snorted lightly.

Nobody spoke!

That's not, who is not happy, dare to disobey Yang Xiaolei, the killing god, at this time.

Yang Xiaolei pulled Zhang Wenxiong up and asked calmly: "I remember, you just used your right hand to pinch my sister's chin." ”

Zhang Wenxiong frowned, he obviously knew that there might be nothing good down there.

However, let him beg for mercy, so how could he open his mouth.

"Yang Xiaolei, let me tell you, I inquired clearly, you are a poor student, I am the eldest of the Zhang family, as long as you let me go, I will not be as knowledgeable as you, otherwise... Otherwise..."

"Or, will you kill my whole family?" or will I be worse off than dead?" Yang Xiaolei looked at him calmly.

That gaze is like looking at a sand sculpture.

Lao Tzu is so good at fighting, can't you see it?

How did you think about it, at this time, still thinking about threatening me?

When Zhang Wenxiong heard Yang Xiaolei's words, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to say.

What kind of person is this, he said his lines directly, so what else did he say.

He nodded heavily, agreeing with Yang Xiaolei's words.

"Oh!" Yang Xiaolei let out a faint sigh.

The next moment, he slashed down with his palm like a knife.

"Click...", the crisp sound of a fracture sounded.

Zhang Wenxiong's right hand was broken at the wrist, leaving only a layer of skin and flesh attached.

"Ahh My hands..."

"It's time!" Yang Xiaolei thought silently in his heart.

Suddenly, he felt his body go limp.

For the first time, hypnotize yourself into Bruce Lee, it was a momentary thing, and I didn't feel it yet.

The second time, hypnotizing himself into Xiao Li's flying knife, it was also completed in a blink of an eye.

But this time, he hypnotized himself into a generation of grandmaster Ip Man, and the physical strength consumed in this series of fights was not trivial.

Without missing a trace, Yang Xiaolei leaned on the table and recovered his strength.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xiaolei slowly walked in front of Yang Xiaohuan.

It seems, that momentum, extremely cold!

Actually, Yang Xiaolei didn't want to do this, mainly because he had no strength in his body.

"Sister Xiaohuan, are you okay?" asked Yang Xiaolei with some concern.

"I'm fine, are you okay? aren't hurt?" Yang Xiaohuan's eyes were filled with fear.

For a college student, what just happened was really beyond her bearing.

"Just with these little characters, they still want to hurt me, they deserve it!" Yang Xiaolei didn't raise his head, and his tone was full of disdain.

But no one dared to doubt it!

Many people didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere, for fear that if they were not careful, they would cause Yang Xiaolei's anger.

Zhang Wendi buried his head under the table, took out his mobile phone, and quickly sent a text message.

"It's fine if you're okay. "Yang Xiaohuan has always pretended to be calm.

At this moment, she finally couldn't hold back her tears.

When Yang Xiaolei saw it, he immediately panicked.

"Sister Xiaohuan, don't cry! It's okay, it's really okay! Don't worry, I'm here!"

"Uh-huh... Let's go home!" Yang Xiaohuan stood up, his legs still a little weak.

"No, I'm going to settle accounts with them!" Yang Xiaolei snorted coldly, and the momentum on his body seemed to be a little stronger.

At this time, Zhang Wendi under the table was suddenly frightened!

This reckoning with whom?

Obviously, it had to be him.

As soon as he thought of this, this guy was directly stunned.

He stood up suddenly, his face weeping, his legs shaking.

"Yang Xiaolei, no, no, no, little Lei, no, Guangye... I don't blame me for this, it's my brother's idea, and he has to bring me here, I really didn't mean to offend my sister, no, no, no, it's my aunt!

"I have money, can I give you money? You want as much as you want? I'll give it to you!"

Yang Xiaolei glanced at him and ignored him.

When Zhang Wendi saw it, he was even more scared.

"You don't have to worry, if I don't have enough money, I can ask my dad for it, my dad has a lot of money, I know where his little treasury is?"

"As long as you don't hit me, I'll give you as much money as you want!"

"Shut up!" Yang Xiaolei frowned, and said angrily: "Look at your cowardice!"

"Yes, yes, Brother Guang, I'm instigating!

"How much money do you pay?" Suddenly, Yang Xiaolei changed the topic.

"As much as you say, as much as you want, I will listen to you!"

"Hmph, writing an IOU of five million is considered a mental loss fee for my sister!" Yang Xiaolei said angrily.

"Yes, yes, I'll write, I'll write right away!" Zhang Wendi hurriedly agreed.

"Bang..."

Suddenly, the door was kicked open.

"Five million, what a big breath!"