It was the first time Zhao Ting had seen Wang Muyang so capable of pretending, one had to fight five, this was simply contempt for him Zhao Ting, and he absolutely couldn't bear it.

"Stinky boy, I've seen a lot of stubborn people like you, and they've all dropped out of school."

Zhao Ting sneered: "It may be too late to kowtow to me now and admit my mistakes!" ”

"Admit your mistake?" Wang Muyang couldn't help laughing, pointed at Zhao Ting and his men, and said contemptuously: "In my eyes, you are all garbage!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ting suddenly became angry, Wang Muyang was the first one on the ground in Haicheng who dared to talk to him like this. Those subordinates were also furious, how could they say that they were also internationally certified karate five dans, and they were actually despised by a milky and undried person.

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

"Look for death!"

Zhao Ting's subordinates punched Wang Muyang, after all, he had practiced karate, and his punches were fast and accurate.

But Wang Muyang sneered, didn't hurry, and raised his foot to block one person. The other four people saw that they were about to hit Wang Muyang, and they were beaming with pride, but suddenly Wang Muyang disappeared.

The four subordinates looked dazed, and when they looked down, Wang Muyang squatted on the ground at some point.

At this moment, Wang Muyang rushed upwards and hit the chins of the two subordinates with both fists, directly knocking the two to the ground. Before the remaining two could react, Wang Muyang instantly smashed his raised fist on the heads of the two of them, smashing them into the eyes.

All this was so fast that the people around him didn't react at all, and they didn't even know what was going on, and Zhao Ting's five subordinates fell.

"What's going on?"

"This kid is too fast!"

"Could it be from the Shaolin Temple?"

"With such good skills, his body must be very strong, no wonder Ye Xiaohua would find him a boyfriend......"

There was an exclamation all around, and seeing that Wang Muyang, who was not good-looking, was actually a master, which made them suddenly feel like they were in the world of novels, isn't this a standard face-slapping plot?

"Good!"

Suddenly, there was a shout, and there was a cheer and whistle.

Ye Shiya, like the people around her, didn't react, and saw the five people fall to the ground, rolling in pain. She couldn't help but open her mouth wide, and sighed in her heart, it turned out that Wang Muyang was really so capable of fighting!

Since ancient times, beauties love heroes, and the girl's little heart is beating wildly.

Zhao Ting was dumbfounded, his subordinates were all serious karate five sections, and they couldn't pass three moves under Wang Muyang's hands, is this Wang Muyang a human or a ghost?

Yang Bin's face was even more pale.

When he was beaten yesterday, he only thought that Wang Muyang knew some punches and kicks, and his physical fitness was better, but he didn't expect him to be a martial arts master.

Glancing at the five people rolling on the ground, Yang Bin couldn't help but swallow his saliva and looked at Zhao Ting.

Zhao Ting's face was pale at the moment, he stared at Wang Muyang coldly, and said in a deep voice: "My dad is Zhao Sanye of Haicheng, you dare to beat my people, don't die, right?" ”

Zhao Sanye?

Wang Muyang shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "I haven't heard of it!" ”

The faces of the people around him were full of consternation, did this kid really not know, or was he deliberately provoking Zhao Ting? Zhao Sanye is a famous old cannon in Haicheng, and his power is so great that he can reach the sky, he doesn't know?

Zhao Ting's face was blue and white for a while, he didn't believe that there was anyone in Haicheng who didn't recognize his father Zhao Sanye, Wang Muyang was obviously provoking him.

"Bang"

Zhao Ting picked up a chair and smashed it on the table, smashing the chair, leaving only the chair legs. Zhao Ting picked up the leg of the chair and rushed towards Wang Muyang.

Wang Muyang raised his foot and kicked the chair leg in Zhao Ting's hand, which frightened Zhao Ting's face and retreated again and again.

"Wang Muyang, you try again!"

At this moment, Wang Muyang heard Yang Bin's voice behind him, looked back, and his brows immediately rose.

I saw Yang Bin holding a Western knife in his hand, putting it on Ye Shiya's face, and shouted: "If you dare to move again, believe it or not, I will draw Ye Shiya's face!" ”

Wang Muyang immediately stood still, and a stream of flames suddenly burst out. What kind of man is a man who attacks a woman?

"Hey, Xiaobin, well done!"

When Zhao Ting saw it, he immediately laughed, picked up a chair leg from the ground, rushed up and smashed it on Wang Muyang's head mercilessly, and the entire chair leg was smashed!

"Aren't you able to fight? You're going to fight again! Zhao Ting shouted defiantly.

Wang Muyang stood still, resisting this blow for life. Pain is not pain, he has already practiced steel and iron bones for a while in the past ten years, otherwise against those demons with perverted physiques, without this hard kung fu, he will definitely not last three seconds.

Although his body was not very painful, Wang Muyang was really angry, and the consequences were very serious.

"Brother Muyang!" When Ye Shiya saw Wang Muyang stubbornly resisting Zhao Ting, tears flowed down. She couldn't help but blame herself, if it weren't for her, with Wang Muyang's skills, she would never have suffered this blow.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

"What kind of hero is he using this kind of subordinate means!"

The people around him saw it in their eyes, and their hearts were also angry, and the whole restaurant suddenly resounded with a scolding.

"Shut the fuck up for me!"

Zhao Ting was not ashamed but proud, glanced around threateningly, and sneered: "I think who dares to say another word?" Do you want Zhao Sanye to greet you in person? ”

As soon as he heard Zhao Sanye's name, the people around him immediately shut up.

This kind of black and white character can not afford to offend. Some people are afraid of getting into trouble, so they directly smear oil on the soles of their feet. Even if the people who are brave enough to stay and watch the excitement, they don't dare to make a noise.

This is the prestige of Haicheng Zhao Sanye.

Wang Muyang rubbed his head, laughed inexplicably, and looked at Zhao Ting coldly, "This is the ability you learned from yourself?" ”

Before the words fell, Wang Muyang rushed to Ye Shiya and Yang Bin, and reached out to grab the dinner knife in Yang Bin's hand.

Wang Muyang clutched the knife tightly, and blood suddenly flowed from his hands.

When Yang Bin saw the blood, he was so frightened that he quickly let go of the knife, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and wanted to run out. Wang Muyang rushed up and directly stabbed the knife into Yang Bin's thigh.

Half of the nearly 20-centimeter-long knife was pierced into the meat.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the entire restaurant could only hear Yang Bin's screams like killing pigs.

The people in the restaurant who watched the excitement grew their mouths in surprise, and their eyes looked at Wang Muyang with some fear. They didn't expect Wang Muyang to be so ruthless when he looked at his young age.

Although Zhao Ting is arrogant and domineering, he is still a student after all, and he does not have Wang Muyang's murderous aura that he has experienced from life and death. Seeing this scene, Zhao Ting only felt a tremor in his heart, and his legs were weak and he couldn't walk.

Seeing Wang Muyang approaching step by step.

Every time Wang Muyang took a step, Zhao Ting's heart trembled, as if every step was stepping on his heart, this fear actually made him unable to move.

"Give Lao Tzu, get out!"

Wang Muyang shouted violently, flew up, and directly kicked Zhao Ting out, slamming it on the wall, and even the cement wall was smashed out of cracks.

Not surprisingly, Zhao Ting will not go to school in the next few weeks and will spend time in the hospital.

At this step, Wang Muyang's anger disappeared a little.

Seeing that Wang Muyang's hand was still bleeding, Ye Shiya's heart ached, if it weren't for the fact that she was too useless, Wang Muyang would not have been injured.

"Quick, let's go to the hospital!"

Ye Shiya hurriedly pulled Wang Muyang and left the restaurant in the stunned gazes of the surroundings.

After a long while, Zhao Ting relieved himself, only to feel that the bones in his body seemed to be about to fall apart, took out his mobile phone to dial the phone, and said weakly: "Dad, I let people call!" ”