Xing Chenxin knew that Ye Luo was angry, and she couldn't stop Ye Luo, but she knew better that if she continued to mess around like this, something big would happen.

"Ye Luo, don't go, the money has already been given, let's just assume that this didn't happen. Xing Chenxin hugged Ye Luo tightly, not wanting to let go: "Let's go back to the hotel, and tell you secretly, I brought a set of very interesting clothes, and people are anxious to wear them for you." ”

Faced with Xing Chenxin's fatal temptation, Ye Luo was still unmoved.

"Yelo, they're the Iron Hand people. Not to mention in Italy and France, the Iron Hand Party is rampant and domineering in Europe. Xing Chenxin couldn't persuade Ye Luo, and the whole person was about to cry. She had indeed seen Ye Luo's toughness, but in any place, it was an eternal truth that a strong dragon would not suppress the head snake. What's more, a slight move in Milan may bring unnecessary trouble to the Roselle Group.

Before Xing Chenxin could finish speaking, Ye Luo had already walked to the door.

At the door, the man in the suit just now hadn't left, but leaned against the door and asked someone to check the card balance given by Shen Bing, and when he saw Ye Luo come out, he smiled as expected.

Xing Chenxin's beautiful eyes were stunned, and his delicate body trembled slightly, feeling that a great disaster was coming.

After the slight flute, Xing Chenxin's face was difficult to see to the extreme. Ye Luo's eyes and the man in the suit were facing each other, and between the lightning and fire, the murderous aura was as red as blood.

"What are you going to do with me? Do you want your woman to go home with me and wash it, and I'll bring it to you tomorrow morning?" the man in the suit walked towards Yelo, and as he went, he took off his blazer, revealing a muscular, arrogant body, and the most dazzling symbol of the Iron Hand in Italy.

Ye Luo seemed much calmer, put the kettle next to him, put his hands in his pockets and said sharply: "Apologize!"

"Hahaha"

"Apologize?"

"What the are you talking about? Do you know who this is?"

Ye Luo apologized, and the people around him couldn't help but laugh.

"It seems that if I don't wash your hair, you won't be sober. ”

"The kid standing in front of you is the Thai boxing champion Ah Monk, let me tell you the truth, he has broken more ribs than you have ever seen. ”

"Ah Monk?" Ye Luo twisted his neck, the Thai boxing champion, is there such a number one person?

Ye Luo didn't bother to think about it, his figure suddenly moved, as fast as a spirit snake, and his momentum was like a vicious tiger devouring a wolf, and he suddenly punched over.

"Looking for death, it's not"

"Haha, Muay Thai is the most brutal boxing technique in the world, one punch down, you can kill a tiger, cripple an elephant This person is looking for death, it's too untimely. ”

The people around Ah Seng laughed profusely, not taking Ye Luo's attack seriously at all.

Ah Seng is also casual, when he was boxing in Thailand, he had never seen any kind of big scene, and countless people were killed by him. The way of Muay Thai, shoot fast and ruthless.

Suddenly, Ah Seng grabbed the horse step and smashed it into the air in a circle towards Ye Luo, his face was already showing a posture of finishing work, as if he was saying to Ye Luo: "Look for death, choose a suitable time next time." ”

But after this punch, his face changed suddenly.

The clouds just now were light and light, and they suddenly disappeared. The monk who has been in the underground boxing arena in Thailand for several years is tense at the moment, and the pain like death is sweeping over his face.

The fists met, and the fist technique that Ah Seng thought was invincible only collapsed at the moment of collision with Ye Luo. The iron fist, as if hitting a diamond, encountered Waterloo.

Ah Seng was dumbfounded, he never thought that someone would be able to win him over in his fist.

Before Ah Seng could fully react, with a bang, Ye Luo kicked him in the stomach. Ah Seng had no room to resist, so he directly kicked and flew more than ten meters away, flew out, and was about to crash into the stone next to him.

But at the moment when he landed, a figure appeared in front of Ah Sheng, and it was Ye Luo's figure.

The monk was stunned, stunned. He couldn't believe that someone had reached such a state of rebellion.

In the duel just now, the winner has been decided.

When the monk saw Ye Luo flying over, he thought that Ye Luo was going to save him at a critical moment. After all, he is a man of the Iron Hand, and no one in Italy dares to go out to the man of the Iron Hand.

But what he didn't expect was that Ye Luo came with a phantom, and suddenly kicked the monk in the chest.

Wow.

Ah Seng couldn't help but pour blood down his throat, and it spurted out directly.

With a thud, it crashed to the ground.

The people around were all dumbfounded, looking at Ye Luo in horror and swallowing their saliva. Kill a monk with one punch, terrifying!

What's more, this guy didn't save a little face for the Iron Hand, isn't he afraid of retaliation from the Iron Hand?

No one dared to speak, the atmosphere was so quiet that only Ye Luo, who looked down on them, had the right to speak.

"Can you apologize now?"

Ye Luo's face was still flat, but his eyes seemed to be staring at his prey.

Asen vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and his face was extremely ugly. Over the years, he has been invincible in the black boxing ring, which is why he was invited by the Iron Hand to Italy to teach Muay Thai.

In Italy's Iron Hand, Arsen exists like faith. It's just that this belief was extinguished at the moment when Ye Luo punched angrily just now.

"You, what do you want. Ah Seng didn't have any way, he realized that Ye Luo's strength was qualitatively different from his own.

"Cards. ”

Ye Luo spread out his hand, the meaning was obvious, he wanted to get back the card that Shen Bing handed over.

Ah Seng stubbornly took out the bank card he was trying to transfer from his group of admirers.

"Just now, I saw that some of you were videotaping, right?" Ye Luo looked back at Ah Monk's entourage and said coldly: "Hand over your phone!"

Ah Seng was beaten like this, how could his entourage dare to say no, and slowly took out his mobile phone and handed it to Ye Luo tremblingly.

Ye Luo took the phone, and with a snap, the phone shattered into slag in his hand.

The other men were stunned, they didn't expect Ye Luo in front of them to be so terrifying, it was a kind of anti-heaven existence that crushed the Thai underground boxing champion A monk, and it could not be provoked.

All of them were looking at Ye Luo with frightened eyes, including Xing Chenxin. She couldn't even believe how she had fallen in love with this tough man.

"No, it's gone" Ah Seng asked Ye Luo with a trembling voice, once upon a time, the Thai boxing champion bowed his head in front of a person, looking so vulnerable. He knew very well that Ye Luo was not only more powerful than him, but also more ruthless than him, just now he had the ability to burst his ribs in three moves in one go, making himself completely incapacitated.

Have the power now, let yourself be dead or alive.

Although Ah Seng is powerful, his Muay Thai seems insignificant in the face of death. Panic spreads instantly, sweeping through the brain.

"Smack. ”

Just as Ah Sheng's words landed, Ye Luo directly broke one of his fingers.

"You," the monk hissed, but he couldn't get up.

"Your head, the meaning of existence, is only because you have not finished speaking, otherwise, he will not be on your shoulder. Ye Luo was murderous, suppressing the monk without dead ends.

The monk swallowed his saliva, and the cold sweat all over his body was like numbness.

He must apologize, and if he doesn't, he'll die!

He can't apologize, the Iron Hand people are overbearing, and there is no room for the slightest ridicule, as the Muay Thai coach of the Iron Hand, if he apologizes to people in such a place, he can't explain when he goes back.

Looking up again, Ah Seng was dominated by Ye Luo's fear, and his lips slowly opened: "I'm sorry." ”

Ye Luo plucked out his ears: "What are you talking about, Lao Tzu's ears are not good." ”

Ah Seng raised his voice with an unprecedentedly aggrieved face: "I'm sorry, just now, we shouldn't have deliberately made trouble." "The dignified Iron Hand Party coach, Thailand's underground boxing champion, is actually groveling to Ye Luo at this moment.

But as soon as his words landed, Ye Luo suddenly kicked him up, and kicked him more than ten meters away.

"Who the are you apologizing to?"

Ah Seng fell heavily to the ground, his face was as silent as death, and he screamed at Xing Chenxin: "I'm sorry I was wrong! After roaring, with the last of his strength, he kowtowed, and then raised his bloody head.

"This time it's not bad" Ye Luo was satisfied with the kettle in front of Ah Seng and said, "Do it yourself, or will I come?"

Ah Monk's whole face was as terrible as an undead, he had already apologized, and Ye Luo still didn't let him go!

Although the kettle will cool down after the power is off, the equipment of the five-star hotel is very good and the insulation is also very good. It's all water, and it's about the same as boiling water now.

I have already knelt, kowtowed, and apologized, this guy even has to wash his hair with boiling water?

"Don't go too far, Lao Tzu is a member of the Iron Hand Party!" Ah Seng roared uncontrollably, his face was as pale as death: "You have to spare people and spare people!" Otherwise, insult the Iron Hand Party, they will not let me go, and they will not let you go." ”

Ye Luo ignored him completely and threw the kettle on the ground: "Do you come by yourself, or do you come with me?"

"I'm sorry, in my dictionary, there is no forgiveness, only people don't offend me, I don't offend everyone, if I offend everyone, I cut the grass and eradicate the roots. ”