It's just that this time it was they who overestimated Morrowind.

The boy wasn't as powerful as they thought, and he wasn't among the top C-class evolutionaries right now. He can control the trajectory of his fists, but his strength is not like a real B-class evolutionary, who can break eight thousand times and again.

After two punches, the boy had already noticed that most of the energy in his body had disappeared. The energy he had left now was only enough for him to strike a punch or defend once.

However, it seems that this is no longer needed. It's good that those people don't make trouble, but if they dare to make trouble, hum, the woman next to me doesn't just sit and watch the show. As for his opponent, the man in the plaid shirt really can't stand up.

"Well, I didn't go too hard." Chenfeng looked at the man who was still screaming, and muttered in his heart, "I wanted to find him to practice his skills, but I didn't want him to be a target." ”

For not having a chance to take the man's punch, the young man was still a little sorry.

The ancients said well, if you want to hit someone, you must be beaten first, if you don't adapt to the strength of others, you must suffer in the end.

But forget it this time. There will be opportunities later, and the purpose of this time is to drink, not just to fight.

The boy took the woman's hand, crossed the crowd, and walked towards an empty table. Along the way, they completely ignored the fierce and vicious eyes.

This is Haohai City, there are still laws and law enforcers, although the laws of this era are very loose, but if they insist on making trouble, the law enforcers will not turn a blind eye.

If one side of the duel can't stand up, that means that the victory belongs to Morrowind.

Qingyin took the initiative to fill the wine for the morning breeze, and then asked with a smile: "You said let him dig it himself, or will we do it for you?" ”

"I see him like this, I can't do it myself." The boy glanced at the man who was still screaming in low pain and teased.

"Then you go, and when we're done, we'll have a good drink." The woman picked up the fruit knife on the wine table and handed it over.

Holding the knife in his hand, the boy turned the knife flower as he walked towards the checkered shirt man.

"You say I'm gouging out my eyes first? Or do you want to chop off your arm first? Standing in front of the man, the young man asked with a condescending smile.

Once, he was seen as a fish on the chopping board, but now, everything has been turned upside down, and the knife bearer has been replaced by him.

At the beginning, the man who stopped them in a bullish manner and wanted to play Qingyin could only fall to his knees miserably at this moment. He has already lost his life, if he loses his eyes and an arm again, then this life is over.

Some people sympathize with his current situation, some people gloat, and Morrowind is even more eager to kill him with a knife, so that he can come out again to harm the girl of the good family.

In dealing with enemies, he is different from Qingyin, women like to torture opponents with cruel means, she seems to be able to have fun in this way, but Morrowind is different, he prefers a lethal move, leaving no trouble.

The difference between them may be due to the influence of experience and strength, Morrowind has grown up all the way, and if he can live until now, he is destined not to leave any chance for the enemy, otherwise he will lose his life.

And this time, his good habits saved him again.

As soon as he said it, the man who was lying on the ground screaming was actually a carp jumped up, and his big fist went straight to the young man's head.

With this punch, he used his special ability to increase the original strength of 8000 by 3 times, no, more than 3 times.

The system in Morrowind's mind suggests that the huge force has exceeded 25,000.

Twenty-five thousand, oh my! Except for Qingyin, no one in the audience dared to eat such a punch, even if the strong man with the top defense power received such a punch, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

They don't dare to eat hard if their defense power is eight or nine thousand, so what about Morrowind? With a defense of only 700, I am afraid that his head will explode on the spot if he is hit like this.

Everyone can see the tragedy a second later, just like a watermelon hit by a sledgehammer, the young man's head is gone, only blood and brains are scattered all over the ground.

The distance is so close, the speed is so fast, and the strength is so great, Rao is young man has been prepared for a long time, and he can't dodge.

If you can't dodge, you can't dodge, I have long wanted to take his punch. For the boy, this punch was exactly what he needed.

I saw that he held his two fists tightly on his head, and the energy in his body was all pouring into his arms like a flood, yes, he had to resist this blow with all his strength and all his potential!

Bang!

After the two fists collided, the checkered shirt man lay back in place again, and Morrowind was directly knocked out, his body crashing through the bar wall, but he still didn't stop......

When they found him again, he was lying in the rubble thousands of kilometers away, covered in blood. If you don't look closely, it's hard to recognize him as him.

Along the way, he crashed into more than a dozen buildings, causing a huge sensation, and even the law enforcers who were unwilling to take care of things all day were alarmed.

It's just that who wins the hell?

Both of them lay down, and if it weren't for the checkered shirt man's counterattack, Morrowind would have been the undisputed winner, but now it's hard to say.

"Take them both back to prison!" The law enforcers don't care if they have it or not, in their eyes, both of them are troublemakers, and they all need to be locked up and punished!

Although the law enforcers usually do not like to take care of things, once they want to take care of it, no one can stop them from enforcing the law.

The checkered shirt man has some status in Haohai City, and there are not many of his younger brothers and friends in the bar, but now, the law enforcers want to take him away, and his little brother and friends have long been hiding as far as they want, how dare they have half a word.

In Haohai City, there is an axiom, that is, if you offend anyone, you can't offend the law enforcers. If you accidentally offend the law enforcers, then you don't have to mess around.

This so-called non-mixing has two results, first, you escape, which means that you can no longer set foot in Haohai City; Second, if you haven't escaped, then you have to wait to undergo lifelong labor reform.

"Alas, these two poor fellows are making a bit of a fuss."

"Isn't it, even the law enforcers have made a fuss."

"The law enforcers in Haohai City are a little lazy, but they can't ignore this kind of major event that destroys a block, otherwise, it will be difficult to keep up."

"Both of them are half-dead now, and if they go in and suffer some crimes, I'm afraid they won't live long."

The law enforcers are here, and the others are naturally in no mood to drink and pick up girls, and they are huddled in clusters, biting their ears.

It seems like the curtain is coming down at this point.

But someone didn't want it to end like this, and a playful voice interrupted everyone's exchange of ears and made the law enforcers stop.

"Wait!"

Two simple words, as if magical, draw everyone's attention.