Without giving the fat dragon any time to react, Ye Feng rushed into the crowd with his bare hands like a real whirlwind.

"Haha, do you still want to grab the white blade empty-handed? boy, you just wait to call the master today!"

The fat dragon laughed wildly.

Although he knew that Ye Feng did have two brushes, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and what Ye Feng is facing now is more than just four hands?

Not only that, but these hands that surrounded him also had sharp blades.

If so many people couldn't clean up Ye Feng with so many things in their hands, then he could only die with one head.

But the next moment, the development of the situation in the field made Feilong's eyes widen.

Originally, according to what he thought, Ye Feng, who should have been cleaned up like a sheep, after rushing into the crowd, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and he didn't give those gangsters who ate sticks and knives any chance at all.

And at the same time that the two fell to the ground, one arm and one calf, like noodles, twisted in a strange posture. It's a terrible sight, and it makes people shudder.

And these two people were so painful that they couldn't even hum, but their faces were pale, their foreheads were covered with cold sweat, and their mouths were inhaling cold air like eating noodles.

And these two people are just the beginning, after a short blink of an eye, the seven or eight thugs who were originally shouting five and drinking six, one by one, who wanted to dismantle Ye Feng into eight pieces, were as soft as loaches on the ground, and their whole bodies twitched.

From the beginning to the end of the fierce battle, there was not even two minutes.

This speed is like the end of everything before it has even begun.

Is it going to be planted again this time?

The fat dragon's calves and stomach twitched constantly, and his face turned pale.

At this moment, looking at Ye Feng, who had a fierce expression, he suddenly felt a feeling of soreness between his legs, as if a bubble of hot urine was about to flow out.

Not only the fat dragon, but the three guys who were standing on the roof were uncovering the tiles, one by one, who dared to uncover the tiles, and stubbornly grabbed the cracks in the wall, so that they barely let their bodies trembling because of fear roll off the roof.

"Do you come down yourself, or do I want me to ask you to come down?"

Ye Fengli ignored the fat dragon, and looked at the three guys lying on the roof coldly, his voice was as cold as ice.

Listening to Ye Feng's voice, the three of them complained in their hearts again and again.

It's cool to pretend to be forced to uncover the tiles, but when the main owner comes back, pulls the list, and calculates the general account, this kind of taste is really unbearable.

But the more this happened, the more they didn't dare to come down, for fear of being miserably attacked by Ye Feng's hot hands.

"Since you don't want to come down, then I can only help you!" Ye Feng sneered, his eyes full of coldness.

If this bastard thinks he can't do anything if he is on the roof, then he is really wrong.

Zhao Dafu already had a kind of admiration for Ye Feng, and at this moment, seeing that Ye Feng had the upper hand steadily, he was not worried that he would be retaliated against by these gangsters, so he carried back two green bamboos from the outside that had just passed the fire and were about to break through the fence.

"Ye Feng, are you planning to stab them down?"

After handing the green bamboo to Ye Feng, Zhao Dafu looked forward to it.

"Poke it down, that's not too cheap for them!"

Ye Feng sneered, slammed the bamboo tip, and stomped the bamboo tip into pieces, with a playful taste on his face: "The child is not well-behaved, and if he is not beaten for three days, he will go to the house to uncover the tiles, and he should be spanked." ”

Call!

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng raised his hand, and the green bamboo, which he had stomped on, slammed into the backs of the three bastards on the roof with a hissing sound of breaking the air.

The green bamboo thing is already flexible, especially after going overboard, the flexibility is even higher, and the densely scattered bamboo strips are like a leather whip scattered into countless strands, even a steel knife can be entangled.

During the Ming Dynasty, the swords in the hands of the Japanese were sharp, and the equipment of the Ming army could not keep up, so the anti-Japanese hero Qi Jiguang thought of a way to attack the Japanese after smashing the green bamboo that had been roasted by fire.

In this way, the Japanese who were originally invincible on the southeast coast were quickly wiped out at sea.

The widows who lick the blood from the knife edge to live their lives still can't find a way to fight against this green bamboo, let alone the gangsters.

Bang!

At the touch of a button, the three thugs suddenly howled miserably, and then along the T-shirts on their backs, countless lines of blood appeared.

In the blink of an eye, the T-shirt was dyed into a bloody coat.

Then, like three rag pockets, the three men rolled off the roof and smashed into a heap with their companions.

Hiss!

Seeing this, the fat dragon's legs trembled, and after a few drops of urine overflowed from his crotch, he instinctively prepared to drill into the crowd and escape from this catastrophe.

"Want to leave? Demolish the master's house, can you go?"

But his every move, how could he escape Ye Feng's eyes, before he could take a step, Ye Feng waved his hand, and the dense bamboo strips wrapped around his feet, and then like a fish caught by a fisherman, Ye Feng was pulled out of the crowd.

As if to cheer Ye Feng on, Xiao Bai also rushed out of his backpack and viciously bit the fat dragon's blood-stained and bulging calf that was drawn by bamboo strips.

Although Xiaobai is small, his teeth are excellent, and he almost didn't tear off a piece of meat in one bite.

"Damn, Ye Feng, don't be rampant, do you know who I am? Brother Haobei have heard of it, I am his subordinate! If you dare to touch me, you just look down on Brother Haobei, just wait to be slowly played to death by him!"

Although the pain was unbearable, knowing that a catastrophe was coming, the fat dragon still threatened Ye Feng with a fierce look, hoping to use Brother Haobei's prestige to win a chance for himself to avoid being stabbed by the medicine.

"Brother Haobei, what the hell Brother Haonan, what the hell!"

Feng strode forward with the medicine pill, looking at the fat dragon like a herb, as if wondering which piece of the fat dragon should be the right one for him-

"The last time I beat you, it seems that I still didn't let you learn enough lessons, and I have to leave you some memories that will last a lifetime!"

Ye Feng's cold words fell, and the fat dragon's soul was about to be scared away, and he begged for mercy again and again, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "Brother Ye, no, Ye Ye, I am also doing things for others, don't be embarrassed for me when you are old." ”

"Why do you do things for others, you can use the master to start with the knife, what are you and me, soft persimmon?"

Ye Feng sneered, grabbed one of the fat dragon's hands and threw it on the medicine guillotine, stepped on it with his foot and said coldly: "Say, which hand did you use to demolish the house just now?"

As soon as he heard this, Feilong's face suddenly turned pale with fright, and his whole person kept trembling, his eyes were full of endless fear, and he knelt in front of Ye Feng with a plop.

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(End of chapter)