"You're the fifth master, right?"

At this time, Yi Chen walked up and asked lightly.

"Do you know now, it's too late!" said Wang Wuye in a cold voice.

"It's not too late, it's not too late, now I can know that the famous Fifth Master Wang doesn't admit it, but it's not too late at all. ”

In the stunned sight of a group of people, Yi Chen walked leisurely and walked in front of Wang Wuye.

I sat down like that.

Just like in his own yard, in front of him, he poured wine by himself.

"What did you say?"

Wang Wuye's eyes were deep, and a cold light faintly flashed.

"I said you're cheating! This dice are yours, and the dealer is also yours, and if you testify to yourself, isn't that to prove that you are a good man?"

Yi Chen said with a smile, picked up the wine glass, and touched Wang Wuye's cup lightly, like drinking among friends, and drank it all.

"Alas!" Wang Wuye let out a long sigh, and his face seemed to be full of helplessness, "Today's young people, they have all been stolen, and they still don't admit it." ”

"There's no way, there's no way, it seems that I can only take a beating!"

Wang Wuye suddenly showed murderous intent in his eyes, and roared angrily - "Call me!"

Ten strong men, each of them is strong and strong, fierce as a wolf.

Moreover, in their hands, they all carried a training iron rod and a machete at their waists.

These people are all Golden Hook gambling houses, thugs who spend money to raise, responsible for maintaining order in the gambling house, and specialize in doing some dirty work.

They are different from the gangsters last time, they are really ruthless characters, they have a lot of human blood on their hands, and even a few lives.

"Hehe, his left leg is mine!"

One of the strong men, laughing coldly, rushed in front of Yi Chen with one arrow step.

The iron rod in his hand, as thick as an arm, pierced the air and brought out the sound of hula hunting.

When this stick is smashed down, everyone knows that it must be the skin and flesh that are open, the flesh and blood are blurred, and the bones will be smashed to pieces.

Even the dealer who committed perjury on the side was so frightened that he closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at the bloody picture.

While!

There was a loud bang.

Like a clash of gold and iron, it emits a tremble.

The sound of metal clashing was just a tingling of the scalp and sore teeth, as if I had bitten into a stone.

"Big, big?"

Lei Dong's eyes widened in astonishment, a little incredulous of what was happening in front of him.

And the fifth master Wang laughed out loud.

After drinking the liquor in the cup in one gulp, he couldn't help but laugh: "Huangkou Xiaoer, even if you dare to be presumptuous in front of me, you are really looking for, finding, looking for ......"

The moment he looked up, the whole person was stunned.

Even he stammered when he spoke, and he couldn't even finish the last sentence.

The muscular man smashed down with a thick iron rod with a force of hundreds of catties.

And the boy just raised his hand to block.

Everyone knows and can guess with their toes that this should be a bloody picture.

It was supposed to be the boy's arm that was broken and twisted and deformed.

However!

Everything in front of me has turned out to be diametrically opposed.

Dusty arm, intact.

On the contrary, it was the iron rod, which was twisted and bent into an exaggerated arc.

And the strong man's hands and tiger's mouth were even more shocked by a huge force, and the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood flowed out like a column of water.

"No, this, this can't be!

The strong man's eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.

He roared, and with a bent iron rod, another stick slammed down.

Boom!

This time, however.

Before his iron rod could be smashed, the whole person flew upside down like a sandbag.

More than ten meters away, it fell heavily to the ground, and in the flowers and grass, a long humanoid trace was drawn.

I don't know if I live or die!

It's Yi Chen's hands.

With just one kick, he kicked the strong man, a professional thug raised by the Golden Hook Gambling House, alive, and even kicked him half to death.

Syllable!

Wang Wuye slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Give it to me! Let's go together! Life or death, you should kill a dog!"

A whole nine thugs, armed with iron rods, rushed from all directions.

A few of them came from behind, assassinated, and even pulled out the machete on their waists, and they didn't care about Yi Chen's life or death at all.

This is a group of real professional thugs, completely different from ordinary street gangsters.

Even if nine people go together, they know how to cooperate with each other, and they will not appear crowded, let alone block the sight and attack of their companions.

Although they have not practiced internal strength, they are not martial arts masters.

However, under the siege of the nine people with weapons in hand, even the martial artists of Yunshan Academy had to retreat.

Even if you're not careful, you have to give your life here.

"Big brother be careful!"

Lei Dong shouted worriedly and wanted to rush up to help.

But in the next second, he gave up on this idea.

Because!

The thugs of the nine gambling houses, in front of Yi Chen, flew out in all directions like chopping melons and vegetables.

It's like a large piece of garbage, which he threw everywhere, and the whole person was thrown out.

Just two or three breaths of time.

Ten thugs, and all of them fell.

Seven horizontal and eight vertical, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Some foamed at the mouth, some spilled blood from the corners of their mouths, some had bent arms in exaggerated shapes, and some had broken legs.

That kind of picture, that kind of process, is like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, like driving a harvester and pushing it sideways through the rice field.

Destroying the withering and decaying, there is no power to parry at all.

"Five, fifth master, this ......"

Liu Qiang's face turned pale, and he just wanted to speak.

Syllable!

Spank.

was instantly swept away by Yi Chen, like sweeping away the obstacles that stood in the way, and he didn't think of him as a person at all.

Like an insect, like an ant, like a pebble at your feet.

"Fifth Master Wang, now we can talk, right?"

Yi Chen propped his hands on the stone table, and leaned down in front of Wang Wuye, with a kind face, like a harmless sunny boy from humans and animals.

Grunt!

Wang Wuye swallowed his saliva, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept coming out one by one.

He never thought that the young man in front of him, a mere teenager, would be so powerful.

Even if you defeat a few gangsters, even the professional thugs he raised with a lot of money can't last three breaths.

This kind of gap is simply a world of difference, and it is impossible to calculate!

Moreover, Yi Chen is still bare-handed, dealing with ten thugs with weapons in hand!

Wang Wuye looked at the group of wastes on the ground, at the machetes and iron rods that were bent and even broken.

His face was getting more and more ugly, and his legs were trembling slightly.

What kind of monster is this?

It's okay to fight ten at a time, it's invulnerable, this flesh and blood body is harder than steel and machete!