After all, Yang Pojun didn't look back, so he cleaned them up and didn't have the power to fight back, which let them know that Yang Pojun was not an ordinary person.

Several people hurriedly ran to the door of the door, stared at Yang Pojun and said, "Bastard!" If you have a kind, don't go, wait for us. ”

Yang Pojun grabbed an ashtray on the counter and threw it directly behind him.

The young man who spoke just now saw the flying ashtray and wanted to dodge, but the ashtray seemed to have eyes and smashed directly on his head.

"Bang, bang."

A stream of blood flowed down the other's head.

They ran away and said, "Stinky boy, you wait, we will definitely come to take revenge, if you are a man, wait for us not to leave." ”

Several men hurriedly supported each other and walked into the distance.

At this moment, Julia knew that Yang Pojun was not an ordinary person, she stared at Yang Pojun, opened her mouth wide, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Yang Pojun's fingers tapped on the counter and said, "Little girl, open a room for me." ”

Julia came back to her senses at this time, stared at Yang Pojun and nodded hurriedly, "Okay sir." ”

Julia opened a room for Yang Pojun, and then said, "Sir, room 209 upstairs." ”

"Well, thank you."

Yang Pojun walked upstairs.

After Yang Pojun left, from the door behind the counter, came out of a plainly dressed old man with a big nose, this old man was a little rickety, he was a native of Norway, and his face was full of wrinkles.

He looked at Yang Pojun, who had already gone upstairs, narrowed his eyes, and in the depths of his eyes, a bloody light flashed.

Julia looked at the old man who came out and hurriedly said, "Uncle Mondstadt, why did you come out?" You're not well yet. ”

The old man named Mondstadt shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm fine, you pay attention to the person just now, it's a thousand rupees, you can take it to your mother's treatment first, and then give it to you when Uncle Mondstadt has extra money." ”

Julia hurriedly took the money and said, "Thank you, Uncle Mondstadt." ”

This old ghost head hotel is not the kind of very luxurious, it is the kind of very simple accommodation.

There is not even air conditioning in the room, but there is no air conditioning here.

Yang Pojun sat on the bed, sitting cross-legged, in front of Yang Pojun was the three-color Fulizi, and now Yang Pojun had to cultivate all the time.

Because his enemy, the Dark Thirteen Taibao, is very powerful, and only with a strong cultivation, maybe Yang Pojun will be able to have a chance to win in the next battle.

Since Yang Pojun reached the emperor-level realm, if his cultivation wants to improve, it is difficult to ascend to the sky.

Now it's not just about absorbing the true meaning, it's also about the inner state of mind, which is also very important.

Yang Pojun was such a cultivator, and before he knew it, the sky was already dark.

The street is not very bustling, and at first glance, the lights are sparse.

And there is still some chaos on this street, occasionally the sound of fighting, roaring.

Just as Yang Pojun was washing up and putting on his clothes, and was about to go downstairs to find something to eat, there was a sound of smashing downstairs.

"Let that guy come out for me, otherwise, I'll smash the old ghost head hotel today."

Yang Pojun walked down from the second floor, only to see that in the hall where the counter was not very large, there were seven or eight strong men standing five or three thick, and outside, there were a few young people who had been violently beaten by Yang Pojun before.

These men were all burly, with a bloody aura on their bodies, and they looked like members of that kind of gang.

At the head was a burly man with a very large nose and a tattoo on his neck.

A few young men who were smashed by Yang Pojun before hurriedly said to a few strong men: "He is the one who beat us!" ”

Suddenly, several men looked at Yang Pojun, looked at him and said, "Stinky boy, you are a foreigner, you dare to come to us to beat people, even if we beat you to death here, no one will know." ”

Yang Pojun said in fluent English: "Now you get out, I won't pursue it, otherwise, I'm afraid you will all have to lie in bed for ten days and half a month." ”

"Look for death! Kill him! ”

These burly foreigners, all wielding a sharp dagger from their bodies, stabbed Yang Pojun.

Yang Pojun didn't want to cause trouble, after all, his mission was to find the Dark Thirteen Taibao, and now he hadn't found the other party's hiding place, and he didn't want too many people to know about his existence.

But sometimes, if you don't get into trouble, someone will always come looking for trouble.

He, Yang Pojun, is not the master who allows others to bully!

Since you're not afraid of death! Then Lao Tzu will let you regret it for a lifetime!

Yang Pojun's eyes narrowed, and a cold light burst out!

Although these guys are all thugs in the mixed society, and they have a few kung fu skills, but compared to Yang Pojun, they are too bad!

Yang Pojun rushed over directly, using a set of authentic military body punches, three plus five divided by two, and flew out violently.

Bang bang bang!

"Whoa!"

A few strong men who thought they were great were all beaten out of the old ghost head hotel.

Yang Pojun stepped on the cheek of one of the strong men, and said in a deep voice: "Don't think that if I am a foreigner, you want to bully me, tell you!" If you dare to come, I will kill you! ”

And at this moment, a dangerous aura came from afar!

Bang!

A gunshot rang out!

A fiery red bullet was coming towards Yang Pojun!

It's too fast!

The cold hairs on Yang Pojun's whole body stood upside down.

Although Yang Pojun is very strong, it is still difficult for Yang Pojun to dodge bullets that exceed the speed of sound!

At present, even the most powerful martial arts in the world may have some difficulty dodging bullets.

Yang Pojun was in the instinctive reaction of his body and moved to the left.

Poof!

The bullet grazed Yang Pojun's arm, bringing up a burn wound from the bullet, and a stream of blood flowed out.

Yang Pojun looked at a man across the street, his brows furrowed, and a cold light burst out from his eyes!

Guns can be owned in many countries abroad, so they use guns to kill people, which is a common thing.

Yang Pojun said in a deep voice: "Look for death!" ”

Yang Pojun flipped it with one hand, and a cold blood blade appeared in his hand.

As soon as the blood blade appeared, this void became murderous! It's so depressing!

When the man dressed in denim on the opposite side of the street was about to fire the second shot, Yang Pojun shook his arm!

Shout!

The blood blade was directly in the night sky, turning into a black light and shooting towards the other party!

The bloody blade was plunged directly into the opponent's arm, poof, 'Ah', and the pistol in his hand fell at the sound of a burly man's scream.

(End of chapter)