Chapter 102: The arm is pierced

And the other party doesn't seem to have anything to do. It can't be, it can't happen.

At this time, the most shocked person is Fat Er; he knows best how much strength he has; if even his greatest strength is easily taken by the other party, then it will be impossible for him to defeat the other party.

Now, he began to believe what Su Jingqing had just said, and the polite man in front of him was not something he could deal with.

Su Jingqing, who was watching the battle on the side, breathed a sigh of relief, she was worried that Wu Yifan would not be able to catch Fat Er's attack just now, it turned out that she still underestimated Wu Yifan's ability.

Looking at the surprised fat two, Wu Yifan sneered at the corner of his mouth, then pushed the baseball bat back in his hand, and then said contemptuously: "It's still not enough, come again!"

"You... "Fat Er was angry, since he was a child, he has not been looked down upon by others like this. Now, he is also a man with a head and a face in Xiguan Chengzhong Village, and it is really humiliating to be despised in public.

In order to regain his lost face and recapture Su Jingqing, he was furious and burst out with unprecedented power. Then he gripped the stick again, and then screamed, "Die!"

Some people say that people who are extremely angry have the most terrifying power, and it is true, at this time, the power of the fat two stick is more than thirty percent higher than the previous one, and the sound of breaking wind sounded when it was hit, which is not ordinary.

When everyone thought that Wu Yifan would go all out, Wu Yifan still raised his hand lightly, and then gently grabbed the stick that Fat Er had hit.

"Bang!"

It's as easy as ever, it's still incredible as ever.

The audience was petrified again, and they didn't expect it to turn out like this.

"Is your strongest blow only so strong? Hmph! Go back and practice for two more years before you settle accounts with me. Wu Yifan sneered coldly, and then pushed the baseball bat away.

He didn't teach Fat Er a lesson, because he was giving Su Jingqing face, after all, the other party had helped Su Jingqing, although he had bad intentions, but at least he didn't hurt Su Jingqing, and this was enough.

"Let's go!" Wu Yifan shouted.

Hearing such an intimate title, Su Jingqing's heart suddenly felt happy, very sweet, and then responded: "Okay!"

Fat Er saw Su Jingqing and Wu Yifan walking together, and his heart was full of anger, and then he shouted angrily: "If you want to take away Lao Tzu's woman, you have to step on me first." Give it to me, brothers!"

His command seemed to have no effect, and the little brothers behind him were all frightened, cowering, and did not dare to go up.

"I'll fuck you!" you will fuck me!" cried the fat two.

"Fat second brother, that man is not something we can deal with, so forget it. A little brother said tremblingly.

After seeing Wu Yifan's power, the sharpness in their hearts suddenly dropped to a negative number, and they were extremely afraid.

Fat Er was so angry that he kicked down the little brother who spoke, and then reprimanded: "I'll go to your sister's, Lao Tzu usually takes you all kinds of mixed food and drink, at that time, you all looked like the second brother, and promised to stick a knife in my ribs;

After being reprimanded, this group of little brothers finally woke up, and they couldn't help but repay the fat second brother's kindness to them, so they said: "Fat second brother! We were wrong! We will teach you a lesson for you now. ”

After speaking, more than a dozen younger brothers took sticks and rushed up to beat Wu Yifan.

Wu Yifan asked Su Jingqing to step aside, and then dealt with this group of junior brothers with his bare hands.

First, he kicked the younger brother who rushed to the front, then grabbed the stick of one of the younger brothers, and then began to beat the younger brothers.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

One by one, the little brothers were knocked down with a stick, and the originally disadvantaged scene instantly turned into an advantage.

Seeing that the little brothers who went into battle for themselves were injured by the enemy, the fat second who was standing on the side gasping for breath immediately took out a big knife from his waist and slashed at Wu Yifan.

Come out and mix, so you don't have a decent knife. The knife was a machete, and it looked a little pretty, and on closer inspection, the snow-white blade had a little red markings, as if it had been stained with blood.

Fat Er can make a name for himself in the chaotic Xiguan City Village, and this machete has a great merit. The bloodstains on it bear witness to his sadness and horror.

At this time, in the face of a powerful enemy, he took out the machete that had served him well. He believes that with it, he will definitely be able to defeat Wu Yifan.

The onlookers saw that Fat Er took out this machete again, and they retreated one after another, and they were extremely afraid; they had seen the power of this machete, and many of the eldest brothers in Xiguan Chengzhong Village were defeated by this machete, so they had to be in awe when they saw it again.

In the chaos, a big knife fell, and Su Jingjing shouted in horror: "Mr. Wu, be careful!"

Hearing the sound of breaking wind behind him, Wu Yifan knew that danger was approaching, so he jumped to the side without hesitation, dodging Fat Er's fatal attack.

The blow missed, and Fat Er quickly adjusted his direction, and then slashed at Wu Yifan again.

Wu Yifan waved his stick and met the fat two's big knife.

"Bang!"

The sharp broadsword collided with the hard stick, and in an instant, the stick was cut in two and fell to the ground.

Fat Er's big knife was too sharp to be hard connected, and Wu Yifan quickly moved his position and dodged.

Everyone saw that Wu Yifan was at a disadvantage, and they all felt that he was going to be finished today.

And Su Jingqing looked at the sharp big knife, and couldn't help but feel nervous for Wu Yifan.

The knife is not comparable to the stick, the knife is sharp, and it can easily hack people to death; the stick is frustrated, and a few sticks can only cause serious injuries at most, unless it is the head; therefore, looking at the big knife that exudes a cold glow, Su Jingqing is very anxious for Wu Yifan.

However, her worries are superfluous, she is not even afraid of bullets, how can Wu Yifan be afraid of Fat Er's big knife.

After dodging Fat Er's attack, Wu Yifan threw the broken stick in his hand and stabbed Fat Er's arm holding the big knife.

The broken stick is sharpened so that it can pierce a person's body.

Looking at the broken stick that flew at great speed, Fat Er waved the big knife in his hand, wanting to cut the broken stick into two pieces.

However, he underestimated the speed of the broken stick, and the large knife he swung out only slashed the afterimage of the broken stick, and the real broken stick was still flying at great speed.

The next moment, with a "bang", his arm holding the big knife was stabbed by a sharp broken stick, and suddenly he only felt a weakness in his right hand, and then a huge pain came.

"Poof!"

The iron broadsword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the cold light reflected was particularly dazzling.

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