Those who offend my China will be punished even if they are far away!

This little devil, I won't bother your old man to do it, I'll do it myself. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Luo turned around quietly, his body burst out with murderous intent, his tone was cold, carrying killing intent, "I won, but you can sign a life and death fight with me." ”

Hey!

Miyamoto sneered and said, "Since you are looking for death yourself, then I will fulfill you." ”

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, someone immediately stepped forward to hand over the pen and paper, and the ugly man Miyamoto wrote down his name, and then looked at Ye Luo contemptuously, and said: "It turned out to be a soldier, hehe, it's just an ant, if it's ordinary, you don't even have the qualifications to fight me." ”

"One punch!"

Seeing that the island nation was talking wildly, Ye Luo was furious, raised a finger, and said: "It only takes one punch, and I will blow you up, if you can't do it, I will kill myself." ”

Wow!

The crowd was in an uproar.

Some people applauded, and of course some people felt that Ye Luo was too big.

After all, Miyamoto Ugly Man was very powerful before, Ye Luo is so thin, it would be a miracle to be able to defeat him, let alone blow him up with one punch.

Yang Yu also had this kind of thought, she pulled Ye Luo worriedly, and persuaded in a low voice: "Ye Luo, don't be impulsive. ”

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Ye Luo smiled back, and then looked at the ugly man Miyamoto.

Being so contemptuous by an ant, coupled with the fact that the woman he fancied was intimate with Ye Luo in public, Miyamoto Ugly Man didn't feel good about the whole person, and Sen Leng said: "I also punched you with the same punch." ”

When he said this, he was full of confidence, he was a real ninja cultivator, and he had already cultivated to the third level of ninjutsu, and the level of his realm was about the same as the combat power of the third layer of qi training.

With his strength at the third level of Qi training, ordinary people would not be able to resist a punch at all, and would be directly bombarded to death under his fist, and he believed that Ye Luo would not be an exception.

"Huaxia ants, come on!" Miyamoto looked at Ye Luo with contempt.

Scold!

Ye Luo didn't say a word, and it was dirty to talk to the people of the island country!

Ye Luo took a step forward, and in the eyes of everyone, Ye Luo smashed heavily towards the body of the ugly man of Miyamoto at a slow speed visible to the naked eye, like playing Tai Chi.

It wasn't until the old man woke up and became angry that the crowd of onlookers around them reacted, and it turned out that they had all been deceived by the ugly island people and the traitor.

Everyone couldn't help but be furious, and after that, they originally thought that Ye Luo would smash this island country with a fierce punch under his anger, but they didn't expect that Ye Luo's punch was actually a little soft.

Could it be that Ye Luo is afraid?

The onlookers couldn't help but be disappointed and cowardly?

Seeing this, the ugly man Miyamoto had more contempt in his eyes, and said gloomily: "Pretending to be a ghost, thinking that I will annoy you and dream in this way." ”

As soon as a sentence came out, Miyamoto Ugly Man suddenly made a move.

He formed a fist with both hands and smashed down towards Ye Luo, like a giant wielding a sledgehammer, with a whistling wind, slamming towards Ye Luo's chest.

Two fists approached quickly.

One is mighty, the other is weak.

In the eyes of everyone, in the contempt of the ugly man of Miyamoto, Ye Luo's seemingly soft punch finally collided with the fist of the ugly man of Miyamoto, and made a slight dramatic sound.

Miyamoto's ugly man's expression of contempt froze.

He was terrified to find that a terrifying, energetic, river-like torrent of tremendous force suddenly erupted from Ye Luo's soft fist, almost destroying the outside world, and then unstoppably falling on his chest, destroying all defenses.

This terrifying force was almost beyond his comprehension.

He didn't even have time to react again, the great power had already come out of his body!

"Poof—"

The ugly man of Miyamoto involuntarily softened, and the whole person knelt on the ground as if he was apologizing, and then, in his eyes, in his mouth, nose, and ears, he began to slowly bleed outside, and the scene was amazing.

All the people present were shocked and gasped.

That soft punch will have such a huge power?

With a punch, Ye Luo didn't even look at the ugly man Miyamoto at all, and walked directly to the young man with a swollen face like a pig's head.

The young man was shocked and shouted, "You, don't come here!" ”

"Click-"

Ye Luo didn't give him nonsense at all, he directly kicked his leg off, and said lightly: "Since you want to be a dogleg of the island people, a traitor, I will break one of your legs first, and if I see you as a dogleg next time, I plan to have all the bones on your body!" ”

The young man was frightened, clasping his legs and screaming.

After doing this, Ye Luo turned his head, saluted the old veterans of the Anti-Japanese War, and said, "In this way, are you still satisfied?" ”

The old man's iron-blooded aura was undisguised, and he said: "Yes, I have the blood of a Chinese soldier!" ”

The crowd of onlookers finally boiled with enthusiasm!

At this moment, it seems that the faith of the new and old generations of Chinese soldiers has been inherited!

Ye Luo took a step forward, and made a soldier's hug with the old man in the posture of a soldier, and then, in the voice of only two people, he said a few words in the old man's ear.

After hearing this, the old man's cloudy eyes lit up, patted Ye Luo's shoulder, and said, "Okay! Well done! I'll take care of the rest, so let's go! ”

Ye Luo nodded, pulled Yang Yu, and said, "Let's go." ”

A moment later.

Ye Luo took Yang Yu away, and Yang Yu couldn't help but ask: "Ye Luo, is that island country dead, will it be okay to kill people on the street like this?" ”

Ye Luo smiled and said, "He's not dead. ”

"Not dead?" Yang Yu was puzzled.

"Hmm." Ye Luo nodded, and while Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, he said: "However, life is better than death, my punch, in a very short period of time, directly pierced his body, made him kneel on the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his whole body was broken, but it didn't kill him, I want to let him live better than death, and use a lifetime of pain to atone for his stupid ideas."

In Yang Yu's stunned, Ye Luo stopped the taxi and drove away.

……

On the banks of the south of the city.

A retro exquisite attic covering an area of more than ten acres, standing by the water.

Ye Luo looked at the place in front of him and couldn't help but be amazed: "Tut, yes, in this era, it is rare to make such a delicate retro building, but, when was this attic built, why don't I know?" ”

Ye Luo stepped forward suspiciously, and just after taking two steps, a red Faraday suddenly whizzed past him and rushed to the parking lot.

Ye Luo didn't care, the fat man said on the phone, this place is a place where monks gather, there is an auction at night, and it is normal for luxury cars to appear.

Ye Luo raised his steps and walked.

"Ye Luo, you stop!"

Just as Ye Luo walked to the door, a rapid shout suddenly came from behind him.

Ye Luo turned his head and saw that the door of the Faraday that had driven past had opened, and then, a handsome young man walked out of the car, and the voice just now was what he shouted.

"Long Qingshu?" Ye Luo's eyes narrowed, isn't this the same person who blackmailed Long Qingshu to write an IOU in the unfinished building of the cemetery in the western suburbs before.

Long Qingshu strode over, his body was full of heroism, there was a sharp aura, he walked over, stared at Ye Luo, and said: "Ye Luo, return the IOU to me if you are interested, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind..."