A few onlookers at the scene were happy watching the excitement of the scene, they were hesitating, why didn't they see the camera at the scene, the crew was filming here, why wasn't the director there, could it be that the camera of this show was hidden?

Unexpectedly, the two of them suddenly walked out of the door, and the words of the middle-aged woman suddenly surprised them, and they fixed their eyes on the field, staring at the pool of blood on the ground!

"Isn't this prop blood?"

"This ...... It's true blood!"

"Look at his arm, he's still bleeding from his hand, is that true?"

"It's fucking enough! It's really exciting, this is our northern masters, it's happy enough!"

A young man on the spotter looked at the blood on the ground, and became more and more excited, as if he was fighting in the arena.

However, most of the onlookers knew that this was a real fight, so they turned around and left directly, and some even picked up the phone to call the police!

Yang Bo's injured left hand stretched back, but his eyes kept staring at Zhou Xiangcheng, "Don't come here, you will hurt me if you come!"

Lin Lin looked at Yang Bo, seeing that his left hand seemed to be extremely difficult to move, and looking closely, she could even see that his arm seemed to be a little twisted, and she couldn't help but have red eyes!

Hua Qingyun hugged Lin Lin's arm, her eyes were red, staring at this side, and she was even a little scared.

Liu Fatzi slipped to the side and slipped out of the courtyard, he grabbed the passers-by who wanted to leave, "Brother, do me a favor, come with me later, as long as you hit the person with the broken knife, punch him, I will give 1,000 yuan, if you stab him, I will give 100,000!"

"One hundred thousand?" The man looked to be in his twenties, wearing glasses, and looked polite, and he was shocked when he heard the number Liu Fatzi said.

Liu Fatzi nodded, "Don't worry, it's mine to stab you to death!"

"No, no need!" Hearing what Liu Fatzi added, the young man immediately waved his hand and refused!

"If you don't stab you to death, one knife is 100,000, two knives are 300,000, and three knives are 500,000! If you stab four times, you can get 1 million!" Liu Fatzi immediately added his chips.

The oil-headed young man who was watching excitedly next to him seemed to hear this, he turned around and walked over, "I'll join in too, if a few of us are stabbed, can we add them together?"

"Yes!" Liu Fatzi suddenly said excitedly.

Liu Fatzi turned around and was about to go back to get a knife, but he didn't expect that the oil-headed young man had already taken out a few knives from his body, "Brothers, let's come on, don't stab at the vital point, try to stab at the thigh and buttocks, stab a few more times, let's divide it equally!"

After that, he looked at Liu Fatzi again, "What if you stabbed ten times?"

"Ten million!" Liu Fatzi said categorically.

Everyone's eyes lit up, their eyes flashed, they ignored it, and then, they heard the oil-headed young man shouting, "Brothers, rush with me!"

The oil-headed young man took the lead and rushed over, and the other three started and ran two steps, suddenly stopped, threw away the knife in his hand, turned around and ran out of the alley!

The oil-headed young man shouted loudly, not noticing the situation behind him at all, he held the knife and slashed towards Zhou Xiangcheng!

The oil-headed young man also saw the fight between Yang Bo and the two just now, and he felt that their movements were nothing more than that, but faster, so what kept flashing in his mind was a lot of banknotes, one hundred thousand, ten ten million!

Where did he think, Zhou Xiangcheng turned around and kicked over, the oil-headed young man turned sideways, he felt that he must be able to dodge this kick, and before he could react, he felt a strong attack, and he immediately flew back to the back!

Yang Bo took advantage of this time to also launch an attack, and he rushed directly with a jade sword in his hand.

Zhou Xiangcheng reacted quickly, turned around and greeted Yang Bo.

The two fought again.

Liu Fatzi looked at the oil-headed young man who flew back upside down, and hurriedly turned sideways, he watched the oil-headed young man fall to the ground, and couldn't help but be stunned, this was already the best method he could think of, but he didn't expect it, but it still failed.

Lin Lin and Hua Qingyun watched the fight between the two very worriedly.

Soon, Yang Bo felt that the sword intent in the dantian had gathered again, he glanced at Zhou Xiangcheng, opened his mouth slightly, and a silver light shot out.

Zhou Xiangcheng seemed to have been prepared, he dragged a jade pendant from his waist and blocked it on his chest, the silver light and the jade pendant connected, and he heard a muffled sound of "pop", Zhou Xiangcheng covered his chest, and retreated backwards!

Zhou Xiangcheng glanced at Yang Bo, turned around and left here.

Yang Bo didn't chase the other party, he looked at the background where the other party left, frowned slightly, his body was a little paralyzed, and he couldn't help but sit on the steps!

Lin Lin and Hua Qingyun hurriedly went up and helped Yang Bo, wanting to help him in.

Yang Bo raised his hand, "Let me sit for a while!"

Liu Fatzi ran back, looking at Yang Bo's appearance, he couldn't do anything for a while, he was very surprised, he originally thought that the oil-headed young man just now could hold on a little longer, but he didn't expect that person to be useless!

"What can I do about this, why did that person suddenly come to trouble you, Xiaobo, do you want to talk to your grandfather, and then go find a few bodyguards to come back, how can you be reassured?" Lin Lin couldn't help but worry.

Yang Bo sat on the steps, feeling that there was no place in his body that was not painful, although he was only injured in his left arm, but the fight just now had consumed all his spiritual power, making him feel like his whole body was falling apart, and he couldn't condense a trace of spiritual power!

Especially the last blow, the sword intent is very powerful, but it will also consume a huge amount of spiritual power, Yang Bo picked up the jade sword, absorbing the remaining spiritual power, this is the second time he feels the pressure of different realms, it is not something he can compete with at all.

Yang Bo stretched out his arm and let Linlin and Hua Qingyun help him back to the room, Yang Bo took the jade sword and carefully cultivated to recover his strength.

Lin Lin thought about it, but she couldn't help but call Cui Shiyuan and talk about it.

Cui Shiyuan was taken aback, he was in a meeting, he hurriedly called Cui Yiping, Cui Yiping was with his father, he then called the old man, and rushed towards the courtyard.

For a while, the Cui family gathered towards Yang Bo's courtyard, and when they came to the gate, Cui Yiping saw that a police officer was inspecting the bloodstains on the ground, and his face couldn't help but change, he turned around and glanced at the old man, "Grandpa, you can rest assured, the little Boji people have their own natural appearance, and there will be no accidents!"

The old man had a straight face, his face was solemn and he didn't say a word, he looked at the blood stains on the ground, and then looked at Yang Bo's gate, he couldn't help but change his complexion, because he actually saw that Yang Bo's gate was dented, and that piece looked like a mark smashed by someone else with his fist!