As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was stunned, obviously no one expected Yang Xiaoqian to be so arrogant!

There are fourteen people on the other side, all of them are not good at stubble, he is only one person, and he looks like an honest farmer, but listening to his tone, he is not afraid of them!

Luo Xiong can be the leader of this gang of gangsters, not only can he fight better than them, but his brain is also better than them, seeing Yang Xiaoqian so arrogant, he looked at him with a gloomy face, wanting to see what difference he had.

The other thirteen thugs were furious one by one, and they all yelled at Yang Xiaoqian, and one of them, the red-haired thug closest to Yang Xiaoqian, raised a chair and violently smashed Yang Xiaoqian's head!

"Hit the head of this beast!"

Mao Jingjing applauded excitedly.

"Don't!"

Liu Wenwen died of guilt, she felt that "Yang Daqian" was on this troubled water because she helped herself, and she didn't want to think about it, so she screamed and threw herself on him, wanting to use her body to block it for him.

The guests who were eating were all exclaimed, obviously no one expected this innocent and quiet girl to make such a move!

"Hey, what a good girl!"

Yang Xiaoqian nodded secretly, he didn't expect that this Liu Wenwen, who looked weak and quiet, would be so righteous, and he couldn't help but be deeply moved.

Facing the smashed chair, Yang Xiaoqian looked at it, and gently stretched out a hand to grab the chair leg.

"Oh...... Groove ...... What's going on...... Cao Nima's boy, you let me go!"

The red hair snatched back the chair with all his might, trying to pick it up and smash it again, but he didn't move at all as if it was welded in the other party's hand, his face was flushed, and he couldn't take it back with the strength to eat.

Only he knows the hardships of the red hair, and the others are stunned to see this scene, and they don't know what the red hair is doing.

"Boss...... He, he, he, he......"

The red hair was sweating profusely, and he really couldn't get it back, so he let go, turned his head to look at Luo Xiong, pointed at Yang Xiaoqian and stammered speechlessly.

"Get out of your mother! Don't embarrass Lao Tzu here, you just play with women and hollow out your body, and you can't even take back a chair!"

Luo Xiong felt that his subordinates had lost their faces, and scolded and blasted the red hair aside.

"Qiangzi, this kid has a lot of strength, you come to clean up this kid!"

Even if Luo Xiong saw Yang Xiaoqian show this hand, he still didn't take him seriously, thinking that he was just a big man, he was a lot of people, all of his men were good at street fighting, and they all came prepared with guys, it was easy to overturn him, and one of the most powerful subordinates was sent to appear.

The gangster called Qiangzi was a bald fat man, tall and fat, almost more than three hundred pounds, rolled up his sleeves, took a step forward towards Yang Xiaoqian, the big eyes of the copper bell waited for him viciously, and said in a rough voice: "Boy, the paralyzed kneel down for Lao Tzu immediately, be respectful, Lao Tzu can beat you a few fewer punches, otherwise Lao Tzu will smash your bones!"

"Wenwen, you sit down and continue to eat, these people are handed over to me, hehehe, I will go to your house to sit down after eating!"

Yang Xiaoqian didn't look at him like a fart, patted it and still used his body in front of him, Liu Wenwen, who hugged him tightly, said with a smile.

Liu Wenwen thought that he was going to be smashed by a chair and his head was bleeding, but he didn't know that there was nothing, and after listening to Yang Xiaoqian's slightly flirtatious words, he almost died of anger, when is this kid still in the mood to watch jokes.

"You...... You...... When is it now, are you still in the mood to joke!

Liu Wenwen angrily pushed him away.

"Sit down for me, eat well!

Yang Xiaoqian smiled and pressed her shoulders with both hands, pressed her back to her seat, and he also sat down, picked up a colander and scooped meat into the bowl for her.

it!

It's crazy!

There is no one in sight!

Luo Xiong's face was full of convulsions, and the top of his head was about to smoke!

", you actually ignore the existence of Lao Tzu, boy, you brought it on yourself, eat my punch!"

Seeing that the opponent was not hanging himself at all, the bald fat man roared violently, picked up his butt-sized fist and fucked Yang Xiaoqian in the face.

Liu Wenwen screamed in fright, his face was pale, and it was too late to pounce on him to block it, even if he came, it was the rhythm of moths fighting the fire and looking for death.

"Hahaha, okay! Hit him hard!

Mao Jingjing was more excited than sexually aggressive, clenched her fists, and applauded loudly.

Luo Xiong and the others also laughed and applauded, and they didn't have to think much about it to know that this crop-like boy was going to bloom with peach blossoms on his face.

The guests who dined didn't think that Yang Xiaoqian could dodge a heavy punch from the fat man of more than 300 catties, some shook their heads and regretted that they couldn't bear to watch with their eyes closed, and some of them opened their eyes and gloated.

The corners of Yang Xiaoqian's mouth hooked up a sneer, but he still didn't look at the bald fat man, took a colander in one hand to scoop up meat in Liu Wenwen's bowl, and easily swung out a punch with the other hand, facing the bald fat man's fist.

it!

Fist to fist!

Doesn't this look for the rhythm of death?

Let's not talk about the strength, let's talk about the shape, one is the size of the buttocks, the other is the size of a steamed bun, and the paralysis is not at the same frequency at all!

Unexpectedly, the next scene almost shocked everyone's eyes!

"Bump!"

"Buttocks" and "steamed buns" hit each other hard.

"Click, click......"

The dense and terrifying sound of bones shattering sounded, and the bald fat man shattered his entire arm into seventeen or eighteen pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye, from his fist to his arms to his shoulders!

Yang Xiaoqian, there was no, so he easily withdrew his hand, picked up the chopsticks and ate the hot mutton.

"Whew...... Whew...... Oh my arm...... My mother's ...... What a vicious boy, break my arm...... It hurts me to death...... Whew...... Whoop ......"

The bald fat man was still stunned at first at his broken arm, and after a second or two, he sat on the ground and wailed like a pig.

"Damn, how can this be? How is this possible? It's too exaggerated, isn't it?"

"My mother, this ...... This...... Don't be so scary!"

"This ...... This...... It's an illusion...... It must be a hallucination!"

……

Luo Xiong, Mao Jingjing and the others changed their faces wildly, as if everyone's chrysanthemums had been stabbed with an iron rod, and they shrank wildly one by one, muttering and talking.

"Oh my God, how can this be? Brother Qian, you ...... You...... Are you alright? You're ...... Why are you so good? ...... you? You're not human!"

Liu Wenwen witnessed the scene just now, his shocked eyes widened, his little chin was about to fall to the ground, he never expected this to be the result, and immediately pulled Yang Xiaoqian's arm and hand to check, and sure enough, it was not damaged at all, and he muttered to himself in shock.

"Damn! Why am I not human!"

Yang Xiaoqian rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

……

Thank you for the reward of "189****95" Lao Tie!

(End of chapter)