"Wang Yue............" Looking at the martial arts hall downstairs that was densely surrounded by countless strong men, Isabella couldn't help but clench a pair of slender jade hands............

On this side, the young man who came to the martial arts hall to study also sweated for Wang Yue.

At this time, he hid timidly in the corner of the martial arts hall, his eyes constantly wandering between Wang Yue and Tang Liang. I saw Wang Yue sitting on a Taishi chair on this side, and behind him stood Hou Shaofei, the drunkard, Zhao Xi'er, Young Master Qian, Yuwen Shenju and a large group of black strong men. On the opposite side, there are Tang Liang, Ye Buhuan, Twelve Shao and countless fierce men, the number of which is about to reach thousands.

Thousands of people against dozens of people, it is obvious that Wang Yue and they are at a loss. And this Wang Yue was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, although he was tall but thin, he didn't look like he could fight.

What do these people do?

Are they the legendary kicking gyms on TV?

If so many people rushed up, no, as long as this Tang Liang was alone, I am afraid that Wang Yue would be beaten to death on the ground. They won't kill people, even him, right?

Thinking of this, the young man's palms were full of sweat.

"Alliance leader. A big man had a respectful expression and quickly moved a chair behind Tang Liang.

Then, two more big men moved chairs behind Ye Buhuan and the Twelve Shao, Tang Liang held a pair of iron galls in his hand, smiled fiercely, and sat on the chair at the same time with Ye Buhuan and the Twelve Shao.

Behind them, dozens of boxing gang leaders crossed their hands on their hips, held their stomachs, looked at the sky with a pair of eyes, glanced down, and looked at Wang Yue with a pair of lofty eyes. Their subordinates were holding their weapons one after another, staring at Wang Yue with fierce eyes. It seemed that as long as Tang Liang gave an order, they would rush up and chop Wang Yue into pulp.

"I, Tang Liang, the master of the Red Gate, the leader of the Huawu Alliance, have met the leader of the Wang Yue Alliance. Tang Liang smiled, clasped his hands into fists, and sat on the chair and waved at Wang Yue.

In terms of identity, Wang Yue is the leader of the Chinese martial arts alliance and the most orthodox martial arts alliance leader in the international Chinese community. Even though Tang Liang is the leader of the North American Chinese Alliance, his status is still half a level lower than Wang Yue, and he should greet Wang Yue. Instead, he sat on the chair and greeted Wang Yue, which seemed a little nondescript. He was provoked by the arrogant couplet in front of Wang Yuewu's hall, and he came to him to kick the hall on purpose, how could he be polite to him?

Wang Yue was not angry because of Tang Liang's rudeness. He didn't return the salute to Tang Liang, but smiled slightly, picked up the teacup from the table next to him and gently put it to his mouth.

"It's cold........." Wang Yue frowned slightly.

"Brother Yue, I'll change the water for you. Hou Shaofei hurriedly and respectfully took the teacup.

"............" Tang Liang and the other warriors' eyes changed.

I thought that Wang Yue was going to say something to them, but he just said that the tea was cold, this Wang Yue was so arrogant! quickly stood up, looked at Wang Yue with a fierce face and said, "Wang Yue, you are so arrogant, you didn't say hello to us when you came to our North American martial arts gym, and you also posted an annoying couplet." I, Ye Buhuan, want to ask you, what is a pair of iron fists, fighting invincible opponents all over the world, what is two cloth shoes, crushing the snake in New York, what is the matter with the loneliness of this master?"

"What's the matter, Ye Buhuan, what are you, you dare to talk nonsense with our brother Yue!?" Hou Shaofei wanted to change tea for Wang Yue, and when he heard Ye Buhuan yelling at Wang Yuehu, he immediately broke the teacup and yelled at Ye Buhuan.

If Wang Yue was not there, he would not dare to do this with the leader of the Daquan Gang even if he was killed. But Wang Yue is here, let alone him, even if the gods and demons of Toyotomi are there, he dares to roar.

On the other hand, when the young man saw them arguing loudly, he was so frightened that his body shook and his face turned pale.

These Chinese spoke all Chinese, and he couldn't understand a word. But he could sense that these people might be about to fight.

His eyes kept rolling, looking for an escape route in the martial arts hall.

"Hou Shaofei, you're just a gangster, what qualifications do you have to yell at our gang leader!?" Ye Buhuan's subordinates behind him immediately became furious, and stretched out their fingers to point at Hou Shaofei.

"What, what are you guys who dare to talk to my Fei Ge like this?" The python had been loyal to Hou Shaofei for half his life, and he immediately yelled at Ye Buhuan's subordinates.

"Grass!"

With real skills, these people are not afraid of fighting. Without saying a word, the pair of Hou Shaofei's yelling subordinates pulled out a soft knife from their bodies.

"Damn!"

The python is not a good man or a woman, although he is not good at martial arts, but he has a gun. He has subordinates and forces. At this moment, the blue veins on his forehead were fierce, and he immediately pulled out a pistol from his body and pointed it at the subordinate.

Yang Chao and Brother Xiong and other black big men, when they saw the python take out a pistol, they also quickly took out their pistols and aimed them at the big man.

"Grass, you have guns, we don't have them!?" Another of Ye Buhuan's subordinates immediately took out an AK from his body and aimed it at the python.

Seeing this, the subordinates of the Big Circle Gang took out an AK and aimed it at the python.

The Big Circle Gang, who drifted to Hong Kong Island with a tire decades ago, came to North America to establish today's power after a massive robbery on Hong Kong Island. They are all professional bandits, ruthless, they are the ancestors of the underworld. They immediately took out the momentum of robbing banks and gold shops back then, pointed at the python with AK, and then pointed at Hou Shaofei, held the gun with force, and said loudly, "Don't move, don't move!"

In terms of momentum, pythons are definitely not as good as them. Seeing that they were carrying AK47 with them, beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

I have long heard that the subordinates of the Great Circle Gang are all outlaws, if they really shoot, Wang Yue and they can hide and be unharmed, and they will die.

However, the python is now a big brother above the three provinces, although his bald head quickly oozes fine sweat and shines in the light, he still stretches out his gun and threatens them loudly, "Don't mess around, don't mess around, don't mess with me!"

"Rub, don't move!"

"Damn, don't mess around!"

With a pistol on one side and a rifle on the other, the two sides immediately confronted each other.

Sitting on the chair, they were obviously scared when they saw the python, and with a cold smile on his face, Twelve Shaoyou took out a thin cigarette from his body and lit it. He smiled, and he said in a gloomy tone, "Wang Yue Alliance Master, you are a dragon, a dragon from Huaxia. But there is a good saying, so that the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake. That is, you have the ability to reach the sky, and when you come to our territory, you have to be coiled by the dragon, and you have to lie down by the tiger. I won't tell you about you that you destroyed my father's Qingyunmen, after all, my father passed away last year. But now you're on our turf to show off your wealth and make a splash on our turf. and set up a martial arts hall to crush us fiercely, and we must settle this account with you. Tell me, what are you going to do with this account today?"

"You want to settle accounts with me?" Wang Yue asked with a smile.

"Yes, settle accounts. Aren't you a master and lonely?Why don't we have a good fight?" Twelve Shao smiled coldly, raised his hand lightly and said, "Put down your guns, we are martial artists, not mixed with black." The martial arts hall of the Lord Wang League is well opened, just opposite the International Parliament, let's compete as a warrior. If we open fire on both sides and accidentally injure the people, I am afraid that we will not be able to eat and walk around, and the entire Chinese force will be wiped out. ”

As the leader of the Huaqing Gang, the twelve young men said something very heavy, and the subordinates of the Big Circle Gang immediately put down the guns on their bodies.

"Put your guns down, too. Wang Yue raised his hand and said.

"Okay!" The python's head was covered with sweat, and he glanced at Ye Buhuan's subordinates with hatred, and put the gun away.

"Lord Wang, do you plan to fight in culture or martial arts?" asked the Twelve Young Men with a smile.

"What do you say?" asked Wang Yue.

"Wendou, that is, one person on both sides of us sent five people, according to the rules of the national martial arts competition, three wins in five sets. Martial arts is to find a big enough field for the forces on both sides to fight. This North America is vast and sparsely populated, and if you want to fight, we have a good place. It's just that you have just arrived in North America and your forces are unstable, I'm afraid you don't have many subordinates, right? We have three gang leaders here, dozens of small gang leaders, and the number of subordinates is as many as one million, even the local underworld forces will see us and go around, do you think it is appropriate to fight in culture or in martial arts?"

"Heh......" After listening to the words of the twelve young people, Wang Yue showed a strange smile on his face.

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