When a waste and a group of waste are added together, the effect is the same.

The distance between Richard and Yan Murong was not far, and Yan Murong couldn't lower his voice when he said this, so every word that came out of his mouth clearly floated into Richard's ears.

"What a coincidence." Yan Murong pulled Dong Wuyan to Richard's side, glanced at a few vigilant thugs behind him, and took the initiative to say hello.

"I'm here for you." Richard sneered. "Do you think I couldn't find you yesterday if I ran too fast?"

"Looks like you're quite relevant here." Yan Murong smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed at the few thugs standing behind Richard, and said. "What can you do if you find me? Is it just these little guys? I'll tell you, I've practiced it. ”

Speaking of which, this country is indeed very strange, everyone seems to cherish time very much, even Yan Murong's group of people clashed, and the pedestrians who passed by just glanced at it, and left in a hurry, only a few people who had nothing to do would have the leisure to watch the excitement.

"Practiced? Haha, that's ridiculous. Richard laughed exaggeratedly twice, glanced at Dong Wuyan twice, and then turned to a few gangsters and muttered a few words in island dialect. Then the crowd giggled.

"What did they say?" Yan Murong asked.

"Not a good word." Dong Wuyan's brows furrowed.

Seeing Dong Wuyan's expression, Yan Murong could guess what these people were talking about, and his face turned obviously cold.

He has always been a stingy man, and he doesn't like the idea of other men beating his women, not even talking.

"I said, did you beat you lightly yesterday, and you don't have a long memory?" Yan Murong stared at Richard with a smile and said. "What? Forgot it hurt so quickly? Who kept shouting about pain yesterday? ”

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Richard was furious.

Since he was a child, even his father has never beaten him so much, usually only he beats others, where will he be beaten by others?

Shame, it's shame.

Originally, he hated Yan Murong to death, but now when Yan Murong said this, he undoubtedly used a knife to cut the meat on him, and after cutting, he had to sprinkle layers of salt.

"You're looking for death." Richard's face was gloomy, and he looked at Yan Murong through gritted teeth, his expression was as if he was going to eat Yan Murong alive.

"What do you want? Hit me? The smile on Yan Murong's face was even better. People like Richard who like to be angry and don't have any brains, he generally doesn't care, and the ones who can really make him mentally deal with them are those villains who won't let out a fart when you beat him and scold him, and then always make trouble for you behind your back. This kind of person is deeply terrifying in scheming and calculating.

Yan Murong was right, Richard just wanted to beat him, not only to beat him, but also to interrupt his little brother and send him to the red light district. It is said that there are many people there who like men.

Choked by Yan Murong's anger, Richard didn't say much, and waved his hand directly at a few thugs behind him, but he flashed to the side.

Yan Murong chuckled, and without waiting for those gangsters to rush over, he pulled Dong Wuyan behind him and kicked the person who rushed to the front in the chest.

"Bang!"

The soles of Yan Murong's feet were heavily imprinted on the thug's chest and made a dull sound, and before the thug could see the size on the sole of Yan Murong's shoes, he felt a pain in his chest, and then a strong force came from his chest, and the whole person suddenly left his feet off the ground, flew backwards backwards, and immediately smashed on the several people who rushed behind him, and directly smashed a person on his back.

A few thugs were furious, and they didn't care about their companions who were kicked away, so they quickly got up from the ground and rushed towards Yan Murong with fierce faces on their faces.

"I hate fighting with you guys who don't have any skills at all." Yan Murong raised his feet and kicked a gangster away, but his mouth was not idle.

"Smack! Bang Bang

It didn't even take a minute, and these gangsters were slapped or kicked by Yan Murong alone, and they all rolled around on the ground and hummed, but none of them stood up and continued to rush up.

"Tell them to stop pretending, I didn't have any strength, I stood up and continued." Yan Murong looked at Dong Wuyan and motioned for her to translate.

But when the group of thugs heard Dong Wuyan's words, instead of standing up again, their cries became louder and louder, and they howled one by one, just like pigs with their hooves tied to be slaughtered.

At this time, there were more and more onlookers.

It's not uncommon for one to be able to hit one, and it's not uncommon for one to be able to hit two, but it's rare for one to be able to hit seven or eight. For a while, Yan Murong aroused the curiosity of this group of audiences, no one called the police and didn't say anything, but someone took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures.

From what Yan Murong said, they heard that Yan Murong was a Chinese, and as long as they were foreigners, they only had two impressions of Huaxia. One is that Huaxia is very big and mysterious, and the other is that Huaxia Kung Fu is very powerful.

Therefore, when they saw that Yan Murong was a Chinese and could fight seven or eight, they were very excited, and even Yan Murong heard two European men with white skin and blue eyes shouting Bruce Lee's name with excitement on their faces, obviously a die-hard fan of Bruce Lee.

If it weren't for Yan Murong's lack of time now, he would definitely go over and ask them if they wanted to sign autographs and take a group photo.

"Hey, where are you going?"

At this time, Yan Murong saw that Richard began to quietly retreat, and immediately shouted out in a loud voice.

Hearing Yan Murong's shout, Richard subconsciously snorted, and he didn't care about speaking, so he wanted to slip away.

Yan Murong was willing to let go of this opportunity to beat the water dog, and he rushed out with an arrow step, and pulled Richard back by the collar.

With a "bang", Richard was thrown to the ground by Yan Murong, and he didn't even have time to scream, he quickly got up from the ground, and wanted to continue to escape.

"Don't be stupid, did you run?" Yan Murong chuckled, and without waiting for Richard to open his legs, he lightly kicked him in the crook of his leg and directly kicked him to his knees.

"Don't, don't hit me, it hurts." Richard turned and sat down on the ground and stepped back, tearfully begging for mercy.

"If you beat it, you will fight, and if you can't beat it, you will beg for mercy, you are really a wonder." Yan Murong was immediately angry.

"Yes, yes, I'm a weird, don't hit me." Richard begged for mercy.

"Give me a reason not to hit you." Yan Murong sneered.

"I—" Richard thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason not to be beaten, and in a hurry, he said in a loud voice. "I'm a friend of the Mitsui family in the island country, you can't beat me."

PS: Since the beginning of the eighth watch, now there are no tickets, so why are there fewer and fewer flowers? 55555……