Bai Mao was angry, waved his arms to greet these bastards, and all pounced on Song Yu!

This kind of formation is like a pack of wolves pounceing on food!

"Who dare!"

However, a sudden drink came, like the sound of an ancient bell, resounding in everyone's hearts!

Song Yu sat on the sofa without moving, his eyes were full of fierceness, it was his roar that frightened these little gangsters!

In fact, according to ordinary people, there is no such loud roar.

But for Song Yu, it is very simple, he has a fighting skill, and it is still very simple to just roar.

These little gangsters who were frightened, although there were many people and iron weapons in their hands, none of them dared to step forward to deal with Song Yu.

They could feel that from Song Yu's body, there was a strong sense of danger!

It seems that he has nothing, and he is still alone, but because of this, it gives people a sense of oppression and fear!

"You want to kill me, that's a good idea."

Song Yu's tone was a little playful: "But before that, let's worry about yourself first." ”

Bai Mao gritted his teeth and pointed at Song Yu and said, ", what the do you mean?" ”

"Oh, don't you understand?"

Song Yu grabbed an apple in the fruit basket casually and threw it at Lan Mao, who was still screaming in pain, "You really want to think that such a third-rate commodity dares to pretend to be the boss of Tianlong?" ”

Song Yu's eyes were like blades and he looked directly at Bai Mao, "Such a clumsy impostor, his acting skills are too inferior." If you let your real boss know, guess what's going to happen to you? ”

"What, what ......"

The white-haired pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back in horror, "You, why are you ......?"

"Hehe, do you want to ask, how can I tell?"

Song Yu couldn't help laughing, "Such a simple question, you are also a gang leader, and you still want to ask me?" Why don't you come and call your brothers to take a look, a dignified boss of the Tianlong Gang, will he be such an instigator? ”

In fact, when Song Yu entered this box, the blue hair he saw was only for a moment, and he could see the authenticity.

The blue-haired man is dressed very fashionably, wearing sunglasses and smoking a thick cigar, posing like a very big man, but when it comes to the real thing, his temperament is not like a gang boss at all, but he deliberately shows a pompous posture in appearance, for fear that others will not know, he is like a boss.

There is a force like Tianlong, and if you don't have a little ability and temperament to be the boss, it is estimated that you will be done a long time ago.

With a little brain, you can imagine that this Tianlong Gang boss can establish the Tianlong Gang, and that is also a big man!

It's definitely not the image of the blue hair in front of you, so wasteful and vulnerable.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Yu tried it casually, he scared the blue-haired man into urine, so that Song Yu completely understood.

The identity of this blue hair is just a gangster pretending to be the boss of the Tianlong Gang, and he belongs to the third-rate goods.

"I know that while you want to get that million from me, you also want to get that big business that makes money."

Song Yu took a bite of the apple, and said to Bai Mao slowly, not in a hurry at all, "So, you deliberately brought me here, and secretly found a third-rate person to pretend to be the boss of your Tianlong Gang." Actually, you want to get this benefit alone. ”

Song Yu's words were so gloomy that his face was red and his ears were red, and he was so gloomy, obviously his little ninety-nine tricks were all exposed by Song Yu.

"Fuck you!"

After being exposed, Bai Mao completely lost his shame, but shouted at Song Yu: "That's it, how can you drop it!" ”

Bai Mao grabbed a watermelon knife and pointed the knife at Song Yu: "To tell you the truth, boy, if you don't hand over the million honestly today, and tell the business that makes a lot of money, don't think about standing and walking out from here again!" Lao Tzu will personally send you down to the underworld to start the next life again! ”

Threats, naked threats!

Now that Song Yu understands, there is no need to hide anything, and directly blasted out the despicable purpose of Bai Mao!

Bai Mao thought that Song Yu was already a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, and on his territory, he had so many brothers, even if Song Yu had a little bit of family skills, he didn't believe that he could still be naughty and what could he do!

The so-called: the strong dragon can't fight the head snake!

Here, even if Song Yu is dismantled, even God doesn't know!

"If you want to live, hurry up and hand it over!"

Bai Mao shouted at Song Yu, "Money follows fate, you can choose one yourself!" ”

The other gangsters next to him, even though they knew that Song Yu was a little capable, although they were frightened just now, they all understood a truth: two fists are hard to beat four hands!

To put it simply, they don't believe that there are so many brothers on their side, and they are really afraid of a little Song Yu?

However, this is just a simple wish.

They didn't know how terrifying the strength of the high school student in front of them was!

Song Yu stood up and was still eating apples with his mouth, and said with interest: "What if, I want both money and life?" ”

"Hmph, is it ......"

Bai Mao sneered, "Since you are so ignorant, let's taste what life is better than death!" It's all on, give Lao Tzu a waste of this kid's hands and feet, let him fuck pretend! ”

In an instant, the little gangsters held high the watermelon knife and various controlled knives, and pounced on Song Yu one after another!

This time, none of them will be scared by Song Yu!

As the saying goes, these three people become tigers, not to mention that there are so many of them, what else can they be afraid of?!

Song Yu grabbed the apple with one hand, facing these little gangsters who rushed up with an unchanged attitude, and at the moment when he was about to kill himself, Song Yu frowned, and suddenly rushed towards a fist with his left hand!

"Wow!"

Such an easy punch seems to be very ordinary and casual, but it contains a blunt punch style!

Rigidity and softness, a punch contains a variety of changes in internal strength, force into the body and destruction!

This is one of the Chinese martial arts that Song Yu knows - Wing Chun!

Moreover, with Song Yu's ability, any punch is to the point of transcendent sanctification!

Don't say that the authentic Wing Chun master competes with Song Yu, it is estimated that the Wing Chun master Ip Man is here, and I am afraid it will be difficult to match it!

"Fuck, you're a waste, give it to Lao Tzu, fuck it!"

Bai Mao shouted sharply on the side, so many brothers on his side pounced on Song Yu together, not only did they not hurt him in the slightest, but they were treated as a personal meat sandbag by Song Yu!

What's more, people are still fighting with one hand, and the other hand is still holding the apple, and they are still eating with relish after a few punches, which is completely inappropriate This is a fight, similar to shopping!

Contempt, this is absolutely a blatant contempt!

The previous arrogance of these little gangsters wanted to beat Song Yu by group beating, but they didn't want this cruel reality, so they slapped them hard and slapped them in the face!

Let's go!

This is like Song Yu's fist, it is so hard and so strong!

Moreover, it also contains an imperceptible femininity!

Of course, such a profound meaning of boxing is not understood by a thug like them.

They just need to experience what a miserable feeling it was for Song Yu's fist to hit them!

Whew!

Such a battle, after about five minutes of fighting, was finally calmed down.

However, it does not mean tranquility.

In the entire box, it was already a mess, and all kinds of things were beaten to pieces, as if they had experienced a storm.

On the ground, those little gangsters who flaunted their might and claimed that the wolf pack tactics were invincible had long been replaced with a wailing face.

They were all over the place, curled up on the ground like rotten corpses, moving pitifully.

It seems pitiful, but there is a saying: Poor people must have something to hate!

Song Yu finished eating the last bite of the apple, leaving only one core but did not throw it away, but slowly walked to the gate.

The white hair, who was invincible and extremely arrogant before, has been frozen in place!

When he reacted, his group of hot-blooded good brothers had all been beaten down by Song Yu, but it was too late.

Song Yu walked towards him, and Bai Mao's heart was panicked compared with his face!

"You, you, don't you come here......"

In fact, why doesn't he want to run away with white hair?

But the fear of Song Yu's strength made his feet feel like they had taken root, and he could only stand in place.

And the footsteps of Song Yu, the "god of death", are getting closer and closer to him......