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"The surname is Yang, you dare to hit me?!"

Jubajie's eyes were about to erupt with fire, since his eldest brother recognized Hell and Heaven as the boss, anyone who saw him would call Brother Jie, but he didn't expect to be beaten again today.

And it was Yang Ji who beat him last time......

"Why?

Yang Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately did not give Juba Jie a chance to react, and smashed out with another punch, this time aimed at Juba Jie's lower abdomen.

"Whew!~"

The lower abdomen was hit hard, Juba's mouth opened into an O-shape, his body arched slightly, and large drops of cold sweat flowed from the top of his head.

"You ......," Juba was about to say something more.

Yang Ji was in line with the principle of not being a BB if he could do it, and he smashed out with one leg again, this time aiming at Jubajie's head.

The brain was hit hard, and Juba Jie couldn't help but let out a miserable howl, and his body fell straight forward.

Because of inertia, the head and the ground hit together heavily, and the teeth were broken, which is no longer embarrassing.

"Brother Jie!"

Jubajie's little brother didn't expect to appear in front of him, looking at Jubajie who was lying on the ground, only then did he come back to his senses, and the clever little brother hurriedly ran to Jubajie's side, helped each other up, and asked with concern: "Brother Jie, are you okay?"

Jubajie was knocked out of his front teeth and spoke leaky, but he still pointed at Yang Ji and said hysterically: "Fuck him for me!"

"Yes!"

The gangsters looked at each other and looked at Yang Ji unkindly.

"Boy, dare to beat me Brother Jie, you're done!" the thug with the iron chain in his hand yelled, waving the iron chain and pumping it towards Yang Ji's head.

Yang Ji raised his hand slightly, and the iron chain was taken by him out of thin air.

“！”

The thug didn't expect Yang Ji to be able to take his attack, his face couldn't help but change, and he suddenly made a force, trying to pull out the chain, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the slightest.

Yang Jian suddenly exerted his strength at this time, and directly threw the gangster holding the iron chain out, and smashed it heavily on a coffee table, and the coffee table was smashed into pieces.

"Isn't this a great thing?"

Yang Jian pulled his hands, and with a "click" sound, the iron chain was directly broken into two.

The scene of "......" made the rest of the gangsters gasp one after another, and looked at Yang Ji as if they were looking at a monster.

Breaking chains with empty hands, what a terrifying power?

"Why are you still stunned, give it to me! Waste all the limbs of this bastard, one hundred thousand limbs, four hundred thousand limbs!" Juba roared.

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men.

Hearing Jubajie's words, the remaining four thugs roared one after another and rushed towards Yang Jie.

"Woooo

Yang Jie flipped his right hand, and several ordinary silver needles shot out and inserted them into the legs of the gangsters.

The thugs felt numbness under their feet, poofed, and fell to one knee.

"Uh, just know it's wrong, you don't have to kneel, please get up!" Yang Ji said with a very unpumped expression.

"What are you all doing, why don't you stand up for me?" Zhu Bajie was also slightly stunned, he didn't expect his little brother to kneel for Yang Ji.

“……”

Several thugs looked at each other, feeling that their right leg could not exert any strength, as if they were unconscious, but they still struggled to stand up.

Unfortunately, before they could stand up, Yang Jian flipped his right hand, and a few silver needles were thrown out and pierced into the other leg of those gangsters.

"Poof!~"

This time, the four thugs were even more thorough, smashing their knees on the ground at the same time.

"It's all said, just know it's wrong, why bother with this big gift?" Yang Ji said playfully.

"Grass, what are you all doing, why don't you stand up for me quickly!" Jubajie was about to explode when he saw the younger brothers kneeling down for Yang Jie again.

"Brother Jie, we can't stand up!" said one of the thugs.

"Why can't you stand up, you treat me as a three-year-old ......" Jubajie didn't finish speaking, only felt a numbness in his right leg, and his knees were weak, prostrate on the ground.

"Boy, what kind of magic are you doing?!" Juba Jie looked at Yang Ji incredulously and said with a frown.

Yang Ji smiled and picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and then said slowly: "It's just a little trick, not enough to worry about." ”

He was right, he was just using the acupoint method of the Shenxing acupuncture hand to insert silver needles into the acupuncture points of these people's legs, so that the other party lost consciousness in their legs for a short time.

"The surname is Yang, if you have a kind, don't use these witchcraft, and fight with us in a dignified manner!" Seeing that he couldn't stand up, Juba Jiejie had to change his tone and said.

"Why don't you dare?!"

Yang Jian said, and walked in front of those gangsters, without any gorgeous movements, but took off the silver needles on those gangsters one by one.

It seemed that he was simply pulling out the other party's silver needle, but Yang Yu was secretly running a trace of spiritual power at his fingertips, which was used to dissolve the Shenxing Point Acupoint.

If these thugs go to pull out needles on their own, then they will probably have to spend their lives in wheelchairs.

Soon, the silver needle was pulled out by him.

Seeing that they were finally out of Yang Ji's control, these gangsters looked at each other, a touch of gloom flashed in their eyes, and they rushed up, wanting to take advantage of Yang Ji's unpreparedness to punch the master to death.

"I can't help myself!"

Yang Yu opened his mouth indifferently, and the next moment, Juba Ring and the other gangsters were thrown out and smashed heavily outside the café, and the position of the fall was exactly the same, Juba Ring was at the bottom, and the other little brothers pressed on his body neatly and uniformly, stacked into Arhats.

After a long time, Jubajie and the others struggled to get up......

"The surname Yang, you wait for me, I won't let you go!" Juba Jie pointed at Yang Ji viciously, put down a cruel word, and then fled with a group of gangsters.

It's just that his appearance at the moment, no matter how fierce he says, it is difficult to deter.

Yang Wei smiled contemptuously at Zhu Bajie's cruel words before leaving, and was a little disdainful.

Everyone in the café was dumbfounded.

Previously, Wu Zhenxiang stood up coaxingly, but he was beaten covered in blood, and they didn't have much hope for Yang Ji, and felt that Yang Ji was going to finish playing.

I didn't expect Yang Jie to be so awesome, those gangsters were like paper paste in their hands, and they were vulnerable!

At this moment, everyone in the café had such an idea in their heads!

Those who have strength pretend to be forced, that is called pretending to be forced, and those who have no strength, such as Wu Zhenxiang, are purely looking for abuse......

This is the second time Yiyi has seen Yang Ji make a move, seeing Yang Yi solve the gangsters like lightning, Yiyi's eyes can't help but flash with little stars, in addition to worship, in addition to worship, it is still worship.

Yang Wei didn't notice Yiyi's gaze, walked to Wu Zhenxiang's side, and asked, "How is it, Wu Shao, are you okay?"

The two of them are still "good brothers", and this superficial work still needs to be done!

"It's okay, Yang Ji, why didn't you make a move earlier?" Wu Zhenxiang felt like he was about to fall apart at the moment, and he complained about Yang Ji making a move so late.

"Wu Shao, I thought you could solve it, I'm afraid I'll steal your limelight! Besides, I didn't expect those gangsters to be so arrogant, even Wu Shao, you dare to fight!" Yang Yu looked very innocent, but looking at Wu Zhenxiang's appearance at the moment, he was gloating for a while.

Between the lines, he secretly sarcastically ridiculed Wu Zhenxiang for not being self-sufficient, having no ability, and running to pretend to be forced, he deserves to be beaten!

"Forget it, it's okay!" Wu Zhenxiang didn't hear the ambiguity between Yang Ji's words, thinking that if it weren't for Yang Ji, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to be good today, so he also thanked Yang Ji a little, patted the other party's shoulder, and said, "Thank you, good brother!"

"......" Yang Ji didn't expect Wu Zhenxiang to thank himself, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while, and then he was embarrassed for a long time: "Where is it, thank you Wu Shao for your generosity last time! Helping you with this is nothing!"

"Hey, I won't say anything else, here is 500,000, and the password is the same as last time. ”

Wu Zhenxiang took out a bank card from his arms and handed it to Yang Ji, and he was even more convinced in his heart that he wanted to be good friends with Yang Ji.

Even if it's not for Su Bing'er, this guy is so capable of fighting, if he can become friends, isn't he the same as having a great bodyguard?