Chapter 400: Beating people is like hanging a painting
This scene directly stunned the other strong men.
They didn't expect Chen Feng to really dare to do it, and he said that he would do it, so decisively!
"Oh, it's against you, you still dare to do it?"
The remaining four strong men were furious on the spot, glared at Chen Feng angrily, and scolded.
"He asked me to beat him, you all heard it, and I'm a soft-hearted person, I can't listen to others begging me anymore, he is so eager for me to beat him, how can I just watch and ignore it?"
Chen Feng smiled faintly and said.
"I'll your grandma's legs, brothers, beat him!"
The four strong men's eyes widened, and they raised their fists and besieged Chen Feng.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yating sighed.
She knew that Chen Feng was going to be unlucky.
Facing the siege of four strong men at the same time, even if she is a black belt in taekwondo, she can't have a slight advantage, let alone Chen Feng, an ordinary person who is not strong, it is estimated that in just an instant, Chen Feng will be defeated.
And after the defeat, there is only one ending waiting for Chen Feng, and that is death!
These robbers can do anything, let alone kill people.
At that time, not only Chen Feng will die, but even she herself will be finished.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Yating closed her eyes with a face full of despair, without any fighting spirit at all.
In her opinion, everything is hopeless.
"Whew!"
At this moment, an extremely terrible scream sounded in the courtyard.
Hearing the sound, Zhuo Yating didn't open her eyes at all, she didn't even think about it, and naturally took it as Chen Feng's scream.
"Whew!"
However, in the next second, there was another scream, this scream was even more miserable than the previous one, and its timbre didn't seem to come from the same person as the previous one!
Zhuo Yating's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then she quickly opened her eyes to look.
At this look, Zhuo Yating's whole person was stunned, and her pretty face was full of shock.
I saw that two of the four strong men who were originally besieging Chen Feng were lying on the ground at this time, covering their stomachs with their hands, rolling and wailing in pain.
At this moment, Chen Feng's body moved again.
Zhuo Yating didn't even see how Chen Feng made a move, only to see a black shadow flash, followed by two screams, and the remaining two strong men screamed and flew out upside down on the spot, smashing heavily on the courtyard wall not far behind him, smashing the entire courtyard wall to cracks.
And the two of them were embedded in the courtyard wall, and they didn't fall off for a long time, and they were completely hung on the wall!
Hitting people is like hanging a picture!
At this moment, Zhuo Yating realized the true meaning of this sentence!
In the past, she had only seen this kind of picture in science fiction movies or cartoons, where the protagonist punched the villain against the wall and hung on it for a long time.
And now she has seen it with her own eyes in reality, not to mention how shocking it is!
Not only her, but the man in the white shirt who was originally full of arrogance and the remaining nine strong men were all stunned in place, their eyes full of shock.
How terrifying is it to beat people and hang them on the wall for half a day to beat them like this?
It's horrible!
The man in the white shirt narrowed his eyes, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he said in his heart: If this person is not removed, it will become a big disaster!
Thinking of this, the man in the white shirt no longer hesitated, and directly faced the remaining nine strong men, and ordered: "Leave this woman alone, copy the guy for me, and deal with that kid together!" ”
When the nine strong men heard this, they didn't say a word, they all pulled out daggers from their waists and rushed towards Chen Feng.
Seeing this, a trace of worry flashed in Zhuo Yating's eyes.
After all, these are nine strong men, twice as many as before, and they are all armed with weapons, which is very difficult to deal with.
However, Chen Feng always had an indifferent face.
Facing the nine strong men who rushed towards him with sharp blades in their hands, the corners of Chen Feng's mouth hooked up a sneer, and then the whole person turned into a black shadow again, and took the initiative to meet the nine strong men!
Seeing this, the nine strong men gritted their teeth and waved their daggers to stab at Chen Feng.
But this level of attack is too pediatric for Chen Feng.
Chen Feng's body twisted, easily dodging the attack of the nine people, and then without giving the nine people a chance to shoot again, he picked up his fist and smashed towards the nine people.
"Bang! Bang......"
I only heard nine muffled sounds coming out one after another.
Every time there was a muffled sound, a strong man would fly out with a scream, and then hang it all on the courtyard wall.
In a few breaths, all nine strong men were hung on the wall, lined up, not to mention how spectacular the scene was.
At this point, all the men in the white shirt were on the wall.
Zhuo Yating was stunned, this kind of visual impact is definitely not comparable to going to the cinema to watch 3D movies with 3D glasses.
The man in the white shirt stared at Chen Feng in a daze, and his eyes could no longer be described by the simple word "scared".
It's horror!
In his eyes, Chen Feng is a complete demon, can ordinary people have such strength?
You must know that his group of subordinates have all come over with strong winds and waves, robbed gold shops, robbed wealthy merchants, and have never experienced anything, but in Chen Feng's hands, they are like garbage, vulnerable, how can he not be afraid, how can he not be afraid?
As soon as he remembered the scene just now, the man in the white shirt felt a chill on his back, and his whole body trembled.
At this moment, Chen Feng's gaze fell on him, and then he raised his leg and walked slowly towards him.
Seeing this, the man in the white shirt shrank his pupils, trembled violently, and then quickly raised the dagger in his hand, the tip of the knife pointed at Chen Feng, trembling in a voice, and said with a face full of fear: "You...... Don't come here, I'll stab you to death!" ”
The corners of Chen Feng's mouth hooked slightly, and the whole person turned into a black shadow again, and the next second he appeared directly in front of the man in the white shirt.
The man in the white shirt was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, and the dagger in his hand stabbed at Chen Feng.
"Be careful!"
Zhuo Yating hurriedly reminded.
However, Chen Feng was always indifferent.
I saw that the tip of the dagger was getting closer and closer to Chen Feng's lower abdomen, and it was about to stab Chen Feng.
At this moment, Chen Feng raised his right hand, stretched out his fingers, and flicked lightly on the dagger.
Just listen to the sound of "dangchang".
The dagger broke in two on the spot and fell to the ground.
And in the hand of the man in the white shirt, there was only one knife handle left at this time, and there was no blade at all!
"What!"
When the man in the white shirt saw this, he was about to be frightened.
It was an iron dagger, and it was broken by Chen Feng, is this still a human?
Thinking of this, the man in the white shirt felt a tingle in his scalp.
And at this moment, a cold word sounded in his ears.
"Tell me, is your coffin going to be clamshelled or sliding!"
There's one more chapter later.
(End of chapter)