Walking out of the room, the conversation between the man and woman just now and some news had to make Yang Feng vigilant, listening to their tones, it seemed that there were people on it, and it was not the kind of one that was easy to deal with. In the last days, there are many times when human beings themselves are more terrible than monsters, from the broadcast just now, you can hear that ZF still has spare strength, Yang Feng is not sure if the modern thermal weapons have really lost their effectiveness, if he and others are wrong, then he really doesn't know if he can resist the attack of bullets now!

But Yang Feng is fearless, and in the face of unknown dangers, although there are dangers, he must move forward bravely. Yang Feng didn't allow himself to change back to that cowardly self.

Walking slowly down the spiral staircase to the second floor, pushing open the door and entering into a hall. There were several piles of people sitting scattered in the hall at this time, most of them two or three tables, and some of them were less than one table. Because the sound of pushing the door attracted the attention of the people inside, everyone subconsciously turned their eyes to Yang Feng.

Time seemed to stand still. A man poked his nostril with his index finger, and the hair sticking out of the other nostril was stained with secretions; A woman is munching on a bun with stains on it, one side of her face is red and swollen, the corners of her eyes are bruised, and her eyes are only on the bun; A man with a fat brain, wearing a chef's hat on his head, and rubbing the breast room of the woman in his arms with one hand, with a smug face, and the woman in his arms has a delicate face, a stiff and flattering smile, but the lips are a little swollen; A few more men, with their hands on their chests, looked indifferent.

A comical drama of sentient beings.

"Yo, hello everyone, excuse me!" Yang Feng glanced deeply and said with a relaxed smile.

"Get out, Nima B is still wearing a tuxedo, you think this is filming!" A man stood up and said sharply, a woman and two tables of people sitting next to him, "Guests from afar!" Brother Tiger, this is not polite! Another man with his feet on the table, his back on his back to a chair, supported only by two legs, swayed back and forth, and behind him stood a tall man.

"Oh, what does Brother Hu have to say?" Brother Hu said expressionlessly.

"Everyone should be united, there are many people, newcomers, worship the dock, everyone is a family, isn't it?" Brother Hu pinched his chin and said with a smile.

A man in the corner opposite Brother Hu suddenly said, "It stinks, it stinks, it stinks." "This man occupies a table with no one else around, and there is a large pot of fans on the table, which makes many women turn their eyes to this place frequently. As soon as Yang Feng came in, this man noticed the difference between the silver snake in Yang Feng's hand and the soul suit, touched the iron sword in his hand, thoughtfully, and looked at everyone with a good look.

Brother Hu's eyes flashed with a fierce look, but he didn't say anything.

Brother Tiger still said: "Newcomer, get out!" ”

"You should say that I opened this road and planted this tree; If you want to live from now on, leave behind to buy road money. The fat chef, who was rubbing the woman in his arms, looked at Brother Hu with contempt and said with a smile.

"Fatty, if I were you, I should shut up! Otherwise...... "Brother Tiger, turn around and glare at the fat chef angrily."

"How else? You bite me! The fat man slapped the table and shot back. Then he pressed the head of the woman in his arms to the crotch, "Baby, bite the uncle and I, the uncle will give you a chicken leg later!" ”

"Fatty, you're looking for death!" A tall young man next to Brother Hu's seat took advantage of his standing up to rush over, but was grabbed by Brother Hu. The young man struggled, but was stopped by a look from Brother Hu.

"The rules have just been set, and now you are pulling them out like again?" Brother Tiger, bull's eyes glanced around.

Turning around, he raised his feet and stepped on the edge of the table, and said to Yang Feng: "Newcomer, if you want to come in, do things according to the rules!" ”

"Rules? What are the rules, the little brother has just arrived, and the big brother will show the way! "There are 300 Tang poems, and I can't write them after reading them; I've watched a lot of movies, and this kind of cliché is also easy to come by.

Brother Hu's index finger xiangxia pointed to his crotch, then straightened out and pointed to the door behind Yang Feng.

Yang Feng couldn't help laughing, shook the silver snake in his hand, and looked at Brother Tiger coldly, telling him that I would choose the third path. Although before this, Yang Feng's life was not high or low, and his life was tortuously and suppressed, but he never discarded his dignity. Brother Tiger's actions made him angry, the road blocked the way, people blocked and killed, this hall, I sat down today.

The young man who was blocked by Brother Tiger stood up again and walked slowly towards Yang Feng, his hand pressing the bone joint and gurgling. Yang Feng also slowly put away the silver snake and walked over. Yang Feng believed that with his current strength, he could defeat the other party even without weapons and skills, especially a group of idiots who even knew each other in soul suits!

What has no strength is not called dignity, it is called steps, it is used to be stepped on, it is eaten; Today I will show my dignity! Yang Feng's heart was churning.

Slowly approaching less than three meters apart, this is a suitable distance for fighting, as soon as you get close and then shoot, the distance will not be too far for the opponent to reflect, and when you shoot, you can effectively kill the opponent. Master, the two of them admired their opponents in their hearts. Yang Feng is because the opponent's eyes are sharp, his movements are well-founded, and he hides offense and defense; And the young man is because Yang Feng's muscles are relaxed, lazy, and he can't see the depth.

The two men stopped and confronted each other, constantly adjusting their momentum, hoping to distract their opponents and defeat them with one blow. In fact, effective, realm fighting, the victory or defeat is predetermined before the shot, just like there is a boxing formula: no moves, no fights, just a moment. When the opponent's will is loosened, the attention will be loosened, and the opponent will not be able to react effectively, not be able to exert strength effectively, and cannot kill the opponent with lethality, and the result will be self-evident. If two people punch and kick for a long time, their clothes are full of mud marks, and they are still in good spirits, it is not called fighting, it is called filming. Fighting is the game of killing opponents.

The momentum of youth is like an arrow on the string, only the arrow that has not yet been shot is the most terrible, cold ice, sharp arrow does not know when it will burrow into your body; And Yang Feng's momentum is like an ethereal and uncertain wind. How can an arrow resist the wind, and how can the wind break the arrow?

Unable to find the opponent's weakness, the young man finally couldn't suppress his momentum, "heh", the arrow stepped forward, and the phoenix-eyed fist in his right hand rotated from his waist and drilled out, and when he reached the acupoint on Yang Feng's chest, he just turned to the opposite side, and the force that was always twisted and continued to twist into the body after touching the opponent, destroying the internal organs, and killing the enemy with one blow.

However, this is only useful if you hit the opponent.

Yang Feng was like a piece of paper being stirred up by the opponent's fist, he took a step backwards, raised his right hand and made a claw gesture to grab the young man's hand and shake it in one fell swoop; The young man's right hand was raised, the center of gravity floated, and then there was a tremor from his hand, and the strength of his whole body immediately dissipated, and he hurriedly withdrew with his right foot, retracted his right hand, and struck out with his left hand; And Yang Feng followed the wind like a shadow, leaned forward, and pushed the young man's hand with his right hand; The young man's center of gravity has not yet been established, and it is pushed back, and the instinct responds to the force on the waist, and the gravity pulls forward; Yang Feng pulled his right hand again, then bent his elbow in reverse, and hit the young man's chest with a blow, and the young man "kicked and kicked" back, and sat on the chair with a shocked face, but he was not injured.