79 free reading "That bastard is Yi Pengfei, that is, he almost took the life of a worker, everyone work hard," Zhao Yushan couldn't help but shout softly after seeing Yi Pengfei,

The general doctor glanced at Yi Pengfei while beating, only to see him leaning against the wall, lighting a cigarette in his mouth, and his smoky face was full of indifference, as if he didn't put the three of them in his eyes at all, and he couldn't help but feel angry, grandma, this is no one in his eyes, when have the people of our Poison Dragon Club been so despised,

The three guys were stimulated, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, waving the weapons in their hands, desperately beckoning to the enemies surrounding them, the eight people of the Pengfei Club could still resist the attack of the three people, but now they gradually couldn't support it,

Yi Pengfei originally wanted to come out to see what was going on, and by the way, he gave his brothers more energy, but he didn't expect it to backfire, not only did he not improve the combat effectiveness of his brothers, but instead stimulated the opponent's combat effectiveness.

At this time, Yi Pengfei, although he was indifferent, but his heart was full of shock, the eight people who were fighting with the opponent in front of him were all the elite of the Pengfei Club, everyone was immersed in martial arts for many years, whether it was martial arts routines or actual combat scriptures