Chapter 82: Young Master, I Can't Beat It
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Xiao Luo smiled and grabbed the wrist of a big man, and then smiled weirdly at the big man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Dahan was also slightly surprised when he saw Xiao Luo's speed, but he also came to his senses, his eyes were ruthless, and he planned to kick Xiao Luo away.
"Ah" A miserable scream came out, and before Dahan could kick Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo had already kicked Dahan's knee.
Then, the second scream was also heard, Xiao Luo had already pinched the knee of another big man, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his fingers were suddenly forced.
Xiao Luo was like a ghost, shuttling among more than a dozen big men, followed by screams.
This should be called a hundred flowers in the bush, and the leaves do not stick to the body.
There were also a few people who pressed towards He Xiaoling, He Xiaoling went up directly, kicked a big man in the chest, the big man fainted instantly, and then a palm knife fell on the neck of the second person, and then an elbow fell on the back of the third person.....
Nonsense, He Xiaoling is an earth cultivator, and it is normal to be stunned, because these people, the problem of killing people with one blow is not a big deal.
But at tea time, the ground was already full of big men holding and howling in pain and people who had passed out.
It's completely different from the picture just now.
Zhang Quanyu was stunned, Zhang Conglei was also stunned, the fat boss was stupid, and Wu Yi was about to fall asleep.
Xiao Luo slapped his palms with a smile, and then looked at He Xiaoling: "Are these legs broken?" β
He Xiaoling shook his head slightly.
Xiao Luo walked directly to a big man, then put his foot on the knee of the unconscious big man, and then looked at Fang Baiyi: "Fang Baiyi, you just said that you wanted us to have one leg, is that so?" β
Fang Baiyi's chest also rose and fell slightly when he saw this scene, and now Yang Xing was left alone by his side. Fang Baiyi hadn't answered yet.
Xiao Luo suddenly exerted force at his feet.
There was a soft "click", followed by a scream.
"Ahh The big man who had just passed out woke up from the sharp pain in his knees, and suddenly woke up, holding his thighs with his hands and howling.
Xiao Luo also ignored Fang Baiyi in the distance, picked up a stool leg from below, and looked at Qian Yun with a smile: "Do you dare." β
To be honest, Qian Yun was shocked, quite shocked.
Xiao Luo alone beat a dozen big men down without any injury, he still remembered the bulging muscles on the arms of those strong men just now, I am afraid that it is the thickness of his calves, this is not scientific.
Qian Yun crossed a picture in his mind, and Xiao Luo told him at that time.
"All you need to know now is that I'm strong, powerful beyond your imagination. I am your strongest backing. When he heard this, he saw the sincerity in Xiao Luo's smile.
He believed in Sholo at that time, that kind of blind and unconditional belief.
Now that blind self-confidence is filled with a blind void by everything in front of you.
Qian Yun's eyes were certain: "Of course I dare." β
Qian Yun stepped forward to take Xiao Luo's bench legs, and then walked over to another unconscious big man.
Qian Yun's hands holding the legs of the bench were slightly sweaty, and fine sweat was oozing from his forehead, and then he looked at Xiao Luo again.
Xiao Luo smiled at Qian Yun.
Qian Yun's eyes were grim, and he raised the stool leg in his hand high, and then knocked it down suddenly.
"Ahh A scream sounded the night sky again, and the big man hugged his thighs and didn't dare to move, and then looked at Qian Yun with hatred in his eyes.
Qian Yun looked at the painful look on the big man's face, panted slightly, and then looked at the big man and said softly, "You want to take revenge on me?" β
Dahan didn't reply, although that hatred was buried now, it was still discovered by Qian Yun, and without warning, Qian Yun raised his bench legs high again, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Don't, don't." Dahan saw Qian Yun's stool legs held high, and his face was instantly replaced by horror and panic. "Ahh
Qian Yun's bench leg had already fallen to the knee of Dahan's other leg.
Xiao Luo's eyes froze, and the pattern of his left hand lit up slightly, that's right, he clearly felt it at that moment just now, he really felt the changes in Qian Yun's body.
He Xiaoling looked at Qian Yun, his pupils shrank, and Qian Yun at that moment just now actually made him feel palpitations for a moment.
Xiao Luo directly took the bench leg in Qian Yun's hand, then stepped forward and hugged Qian Yun's neck, smiled sincerely and warmly at Qian Yun's forehead: "If it weren't for our strength, we would be the one who broke the leg now, in this case, why should we be soft on the enemy, Ah Yun, you did a good job." β
And Qian Yun calmed his breath slightly, felt Xiao Luo's movements, and listened to Xiao Luo's words, and the sweat stains on his forehead also stained Xiao Luo's forehead.
Qian Yun also smiled lightly, relaxed and relieved. Yes, if it weren't for Xiao Luo, it would really be me who broke my leg now. This is a generation of the jungle.
"He Xiaoling, one person and one leg. I don't like to owe anyone, and I don't want anyone to owe me. I don't want to be lying on the ground by myself, so that's the price. Xiao Luo looked at Qian Yun, smiled slightly, and said to He Xiaoling.
He Xiaoling also shook his head, cleanly, and punched the legs of the three big men with three punches.
Zhang Quanyu looked at Xiao Luo and the others, although he was mentally prepared, he was still slightly shocked.
Fang Baiyi was no longer so calm from the first scream, but looked at him with a nervous expression, and then, one after another screams rang out, each scream hitting his heart.
Yang Xing is a practitioner, he knows, although he doesn't know what level, but Yang Xing is very powerful. If it weren't for Yang Xing standing in front of him, which gave him the reassurance in his heart, I am afraid that he would have fled early.
Yang Xing also looked at Xiao Luo's movements and footwork just now, his eyes were solemn, that's right, Yang Xing is a mortal cultivator, and he has just entered the ranks of using qi, so it is not easy.
Yang Xing was now a mortal cultivator, but Xiao Luo's figure just now made him look a little desperate.
It's He Xiaoling, he can see it clearly, but the unadorned combat skills, fast, accurate, ruthless, it is absolutely impossible for a person to grope by himself.
I'm afraid that these two people are not simple, Yang Xing also felt that fine sweat began to ooze from his forehead, and his heart sank.
Xiao Luo looked at Fang Baiyi, who was still sitting on the stool, and smiled lightly: "Young Master Fang Baiyi, I have helped you meet all your requirements, each of them has a broken leg, do you have any other instructions?" β
When Fang Baiyi heard Xiao Luo's words, his heart trembled slightly, but when he saw Yang Xing, who was a little burly in front of him, he felt a little more confident in his heart, and his eyes were ruthless: "Come on, Brother Xing, cut off one of the two of them for me." β
"Young master, I can't beat me." Yang Xing said truthfully.
"......" Fang Baiyi heard Yang Xing's words, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Can't beat it? You know you can't beat you if you haven't beaten you? Do you want me to fight?
Although Yang Xing said this, he had already taken off his shirt, revealing his lean upper body, his slightly darkened complexion shimmered with a chilling luster under the light of the barbecue headlight, and his slightly bulging muscles were full of explosive power.
It's oppressive to watch.
Fang Baiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile reappeared on his face, don't joke with the young master in the future, young master, I have a small degree of tolerance in my heart, and I don't need to be scared.
Xiao Luo saw Yang Xing like this, and looked at He Xiaoling with a smile: "You or me?" β
He Xiaoling glanced at Xiao Luo, then rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and walked forward.
Yang Xing stared at the slightly thin young man in front of him, his eyes were full of solemnity, he saw the movements of this young man just now, and knew that this young man was not simple.
He Xiaoling walked towards Yang Xing so leisurely, as if Yang Xing, a big man, was air.
Five steps, four steps, three steps.
When He Xiaoling walked three steps away from Yang Xing, Yang Xing's eyes flashed with a burst of light, and he took half a step forward, his breath was heavy, his body leaned forward, and his elbow smashed against He Xiaoling's faΓ§ade.
When Yang Xing moved, He Xiaoling also moved, and tilted his head back directly.
When Yang Xing saw this action, his heart was settled, because of his current posture, he directly turned his elbow into a fist and hit He Xiaoling's chest directly, and He Xiaoling would immediately lose his combat effectiveness.
It took 0.5 seconds to think about this, but it only took 0.3 seconds for the body's subconscious.
Yang Xing's elbow hit the air, and then his five fingers clenched his fist and smashed it towards He Xiaoling's chest.
However, he was wrong, when he hadn't hit He Xiaoling, He Xiaoling was leaning back, and with the inertia of his body, his right leg bent his knee upward.
Directly hit Yang Xing's chest, and then his left leg bounced back slightly, dodging Yang Xing's punch that had no strength and only inertia.
Yang Xing only felt a huge impact and sharp pain in his chest, as if he had heard the sound of ribs breaking in his chest just now.
Yang Xing's face suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the pressure and pain in his chest made it difficult for him to breathe.
Yang Xing subconsciously covered his chest with his hands, his body began to curl up, slowly knelt on the ground, and then slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was red.
Looking at He Xiaoling incredulously, the young man in front of him was only about twenty, but he was so far, how could he not be shocked.
He Xiaoling looked at Yang Xing with an indifferent expression, then tapped his right foot on his toes, kicked horizontally, and directly mentioned Yang Xing's head.
Yang Xing only remembered the indifferent eyes of the young man in front of him before he fell into a coma, just that look.
Yang Xing flew directly more than a meter away and lost consciousness directly.
Now, the most nervous person is afraid of Fang Baiyi. When Fang Baiyi saw Yang Xing's defeat, he was immediately stunned, he really hadn't fought?
Fang Baiyi felt that his legs were a little weak, and he wanted to escape, but he couldn't use his strength.
This kind of gap made him very uncomfortable.
The few people in front of him just now were lambs to be slaughtered, but now, he has become a prisoner. This contrast makes a person like him, who is extremely face-conscious, have a terrible burning face.
Fang Baiyi subconsciously grabbed his mobile phone, but he didn't call after all, because with his current status, no one could touch him, which was the last straw in his heart.
Xiao Luo saw the end of He Xiaoling's battlefield, smiled slightly, and walked towards Fang Baiyi.
Zhang Conglei woke up from shock and shouted, "Don't." β
And Zhang Quanyu walked over and patted Zhang Conglei on the back, indicating that there was nothing wrong.
"You said one person has one leg, and just now a guy broke two of them, so this person doesn't have to break them, but you still owe me a leg." Xiao Luo looked at Yang Xing, who was unconscious, and then his gaze returned to Fang Baiyi, and smiled lightly.
The abrupt words made Fang Bai Yi pause slightly.
"If that's the case, don't regret it." Fang Baiyi had begun to calm down now, because panic and begging for mercy were useless.
"If we don't have the power to tie the chicken, I'm afraid we're really going to beg for mercy on the ground now, right? Will you let us go? Probably not. Xiao Luo looked at Fang Baiyi with a smile, and was not shaken by Fang Baiyi's surprisingly calmness.
Fang Baiyi didn't speak, because what Xiao Luo said was the truth, if it was the other way around now, it would be impossible for him to let Xiao Luo and the others go, even if he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
Beg? It's just to crush your pathetic and ridiculous dignity when it hurts your flesh.