The fat man saw Yang Yifei's movements, understood his attitude, and couldn't hold back the anger in his chest anymore, and shouted: "You actually said that Chief Chen Helmsman is a wasted name, okay, I'll see what you can do." ”

After saying this, the fat man didn't expect Yang Yifei to flip the table directly.

"Whoa......

The big man was very agile, and when the fat man was about to lift the table, he turned over and pushed to the side, and ran to another empty table.

"Drink......"

"Whoa......

The fat man strode after him, clenched his hands into fists, and smashed them down at the big man lying on the table.

The big man turned over to avoid it, but the table under him was like papier-mâché, torn apart and shattered into pieces of wood under the fat man's blow.

Yang Yifei was secretly stunned, and he didn't know if it was the fat man's natural divine power or the effect of internal strength.

He also practiced hard qigong in the army, but he also split bricks at most, smashed his head with a beer bottle, and so on, in order to exercise his own resistance and improve the hardness of his palms.

But the table was made of solid wood, and he could barely do it if he smashed a hole in the table, and it was impossible to smash the whole table with one punch.

Many people have a misunderstanding of special forces, thinking that special forces are a group of humanoid weapons, all of them are very capable of fighting, this perception is wrong, of course, there are also reasons for being misled by brain-dead TV series.

The real strength of special forces lies in their ability to understand various techniques and tactics and to skillfully use all kinds of modern weapons and equipment to destroy the enemy.

Therefore, it is often possible to use a team of several people to cooperate with each other to destroy several times or even ten times the enemy.

With their bare hands, they practice more one-hit kills, and most of them are used when sneaking up on the outpost, and hand-to-hand combat is a last resort.

If you really want to talk about hand-to-hand combat, special forces may not be able to beat athletes who specialize in sanda fighting, let alone face these masters of ancient martial arts in the martial arts world.

Yang Yifei's hand grappling is indeed exquisite, after all, it is a technique that has been improved and practiced by generations in later generations.

But there is a problem, the technique is powerful, but the personal physical fitness can't keep up!

For example, the fat man, if Yang Yifei used the trick of "curling the arm and supporting the elbow" on the young man before, he couldn't even roll the arm at the first step, how could he grab it?

If he also has the power of a fat man to smash a solid wood table with one punch, then his grappling fighting skills can exert great power, making him a martial arts master, well, third-rate.

But he doesn't have that strength, so he can only deal with ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts, and he has no choice but to deal with these martial arts masters - draw a gun.

To get back to the point, after the fat man and the big man handed it over, the second floor of the restaurant suffered a big disaster, and the wooden tables and chairs couldn't withstand their punches and kicks at all.

The big man's martial arts are not below the fat man at all, and even between the shots, he is a little more sensitive than the fat man.

Yang Yifei could see that the strength of the big man was not below the fat man, but he seemed unwilling to go toe-to-toe with the fat man, and he chose to dodge the explosive attack of the fat man's power.

Although Yang Yifei doesn't understand ancient martial arts, he still knows the basic theory of martial arts, and if he continues to fight like this, the fat man's strength consumption is much greater than that of the big man, and when he is out of strength, it is the moment when the big man counterattacks and the fat man retreats.

However, this battle is destined to see no result, because less than a minute after the two fought, a group of catchers rushed up, and the head catcher pointed at the fat man and shouted: "Mao Eighteen, you can't escape today, just arrest it!" ”

Yang Yifei subconsciously made a gesture of holding the gun, but his eyes flashed, and he still didn't directly take out the pistol and fire after all.

Now in full view, his appearance has also been seen by the restaurant shopkeeper and Wei Xiaobao, as well as Xiao Er and many diners.

Although the automatic pistol with unlimited ammunition is equivalent to an artifact in this era, the bows and crossbows of officers and soldiers are not vegetarians, and if they are surrounded by archers, they will also die or live.

Thinking of this, Yang Yifei pressed down and squatted against the wall, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

It's a big deal to get a piece of clothes, cover your head and face with a cloth towel, and force yourself into the prison to save Mao 18, which is better than directly killing people in public.

Because in the face of the jailer, he can choose to "infiltrate perfectly", that is, kill everyone who has seen him, but in this situation, it is better to follow his heart.

Seeing this, the two people who were fighting immediately stopped, and Mao Shibai shouted: "This group of dog officials is here, they can't fight happily, and after half a month, we will fight it out in Victory Mountain." ”

After saying that, Mao Shibai rushed to the railing and jumped out, and the big man also said loudly: "Wu Liuqi teaches on time." ”

The officials saw that Wu Liuqi and Mao 18 agreed to a duel, it must be friend or foe, since they are not in the same group as Mao 18, they will not arrest him for much trouble, and provoke a martial arts master for nothing.

But the catcher secretly sneered in his heart, I'm afraid that you will never have a chance to fight this battle.

He had already made arrangements downstairs, and his subordinates were all caught with oil cans in one hand and torches in the other, Mao 18 jumped down, if he didn't want to be burned to death, he could only be captured.

has the credit of capturing Jiang Yang's thief Mao Eighteen, even if his position as the head catcher does not move, he can at least have a large bounty.

You must know that the reward for capturing Mao Eighteen is a full 1,000 taels, and this bounty is indiscriminate, and whoever catches it can receive the bounty.

Although they were caught by more than 20 people together, even if they were divided, he could still get one hundred and eighty taels, which was two years of his fortune.

The catchers rushed downstairs, and after being doused with fire oil, Mao 18 looked at the torch in the hands of the catchers, and could only restrain his hands with hatred, and was arrested and sent to the prison for imprisonment.

For a Jiangyang thief like him, there is no need to go through the court to go through the trial, and he can be directly put in prison.

On the second floor of the restaurant, Wu Liuqi looked at the arrested Mao 18 and sighed, he also admired Mao 18's skills very much, but unfortunately the words were not speculative.

Yang Yifei silently glanced at Wu Liuqi, turned around and went downstairs, Wu Liuqi didn't call him again, jumped straight from the second floor, and left quickly.

Yang Yifei's attitude just now has made them unable to be friends.

befriended Mao Eighteen and parted ways with Wu Liuqi, this was Yang Yifei's choice.

But Yang Yifei knew that they would meet sooner or later in the future, but when they met again, I believe that Wu Liuqi would not be so disdainful of Chen Jinnan again.

At this time, Yang Yifei was not so anxious, it could be said that he had food in his stomach, and he was not panicked.

What we have to do now is to find a target to rob the rich and help the poor, and then wait for it to get dark.

Yang Yifei wandered around the streets and alleys of Yangzhou City, and soon, a very suitable target appeared in front of him.

Wansheng Casino.

Looking at the two gambling house thugs with big shoulders and round waists and full of flesh at the door of the gambling house, listening to the continuous shouting from inside, Yang Yifei's eyes flashed with a cold light.