Wu Shuoxiong stood in the middle, stretched out his two long arms, bowed his waist slightly, and protected Situ Rushuang, Lin Caiyun and other companions behind him, just like the hen character in the eagle catching chickens played by children.

He gasped slightly, and a cut was made on his left shoulder, the wound was not deep, but just a hot pain.

The hen seems to be alone, but there is more than one eagle in sight.

On the opposite side were five white youths, all muscular and tall. At this time, there was an evil sneer on the corner of his mouth, his hands were clasped, and his finger joints crackled.

Wu Shuoxiong couldn't help but secretly scold that sissy for causing trouble, but when something happened, he decisively became a turtle with a shrunken head and let himself be in front of him.

If the other party's target was the little fresh meat that he had long been displeasing to the eye, Wu Shuoxiong was too lazy to let him clean up the mess he had made.

But the white young man on the opposite side obviously took the opportunity to expand the situation and counted Situ Rushuang and several other women, of course Wu Shuoxiong couldn't sit idly by, and he would be killed by this.

It's a pity that the crew members who came out to play this time are generally delicate girls, and there are four men left, Yang Yonghui ran away with the beauty early, and the male number one doesn't need to be treated as a man at all, and the last one left is also short and thin, and he can't count on it at all.

If you really want to fight, you can only rely on the sturdy Wu Shuoxiong.

It's just that there are five people on the other side!

"Come on!" a bald head on the opposite side seemed to be the leader, and as soon as he greeted, a young man with a big wolf head tattoo on his arm on his left jumped out.

Wu Shuoxiong was born from the grassroots, and he had two fights, one and a half turned, let go of the opponent's momentum, and was an elbow strike, mercilessly pecking under the ribs of the wolf's head tattoo.

Oh~

The wolf-headed youth screamed like a wolf, took two steps along the momentum, and then fell decisively, holding his waist and hissing in pain.

It seems that in a short period of time, this person has lost his threat.

The bald young man cursed with a foul word in his mouth and shouted: "Let's go together! Teach him a lesson!"

Wu Shuoxiong is an ordinary person, at most he is a little taller, and the white young man opposite is not much different from him, it is enough to deal with two, and he can't cope with four people at the same time.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and soon, Wu Shuoxiong's face was painted one after another.

"Come on, Brother Xiong!"

Situ Rushuang clenched his fists nervously, knowing that he couldn't help, so he could only shout cheers in the back.

Lin Caiyun was still relatively calm, pinching the jade pendant given by Yang Yonghui. Seeing that Wu Shuoxiong was about to lose, he couldn't help frowning at the little fresh meat beside him.

"Brother Xiong is almost unable to support it, won't you go up and help?"

Xiao Xianrou's face was red and white, but fortunately, the light in the bar was dim and others couldn't see it.

He twisted his head to the side, his footsteps didn't move for half a minute, and he pretended not to hear Lin Caiyun's words.

Lin Caiyun couldn't help but despise him even more, the trouble he caused didn't even bother everyone, and he didn't even have the courage to stand up and face it.

It's a pity that the talisman given by Brother Hui can only be passively defended and protect himself. But it can't expand the scope to include others.

Just as I was thinking, the battle group in front of me had changed.

Due to Situ Rushuang's shouting and cheering, Wu Shuoxiong seemed to have added infinite motivation, and he exploded in an instant, mustering up a brute force, and actually withstood the attack of the four youths on the opposite side.

But such an outburst was destined to be impossible to last, and in less than ten seconds, Wu Shuoxiong was beaten back to his original form.

Because Situ Rushuang's shouting attracted the attention of the bald white youth. He saw that the Huaguo kid on the opposite side no longer had the ability to turn the tables, hehe sneered, let the three companions continue to fight, tilted his head, swaggered, and walked towards Situ Rushuang with a prodigal look.

"Ah~" Situ Rushuang's personality is elf and eccentric, but he has no experience in dealing with hooligans, so he was immediately frightened.

Wu Shuoxiong had already entered the stage of hugging his head and being beaten at this time, and when he heard the screams of the girl in his heart, he immediately roared.

"Bastard, you won't touch her!"

It's a pity that he is now powerless, and the roar he makes has no deterrent power.

The bald white young man didn't even look back at him, and walked in front of Situ Rushuang in three or two steps.

Xiao Nizi was so frightened that her delicate little face turned white, she took two steps back, and looked at the little fresh meat next to her for help.

Where has Xiao Xianrou encountered such a scene, the same "delicate" face has completely lost its color, and it is not much better than Situ Rushuang.

Lin Caiyun knew that this male number one could not be counted on, so she bravely took a step forward and blocked in front of Situ Rushuang.

"What do you want to do?"

She questioned in English.

It was far away just now, the bar was not well lit, and the bald white young man realized at this time that the Asian woman in front of him was even better than the child-faced *** chick just now, and he couldn't help but feel lustful.

"Hey, hey, what do you think I'm trying to do?"

Lin Caiyun tightened the jade pendant in her hand, and her body added infinite strength.

Just as he was about to scold, an extremely familiar voice suddenly interjected from the side.

"I don't know what you're thinking, I just know that you won't have to think about anything later. ”

"Brother Hui!" Lin Caiyun shouted in surprise.

Situ Rushuang was also shocked, but he quickly came back to his senses.

Even if there is one more real man, there is still a huge disparity between strength and weakness.

The bald white young man looked at the yellow man who came unhurriedly, he was not as tall as himself, his muscles did not bulge by himself, and he did not take it to heart.

"Get out of here......!"

With a loud shout, it ended with a scream.

Under the surprised gaze of the hundreds of white people in the bar, the bald head with a height of nearly two meters and a weight of two or three hundred pounds flew into the air, spanned a distance of five or six meters, and bumped into a column of the bar.

When the poofs fell, the bald white young man was already white-eyed and unconscious.

Sure enough, as Yang Yonghui said, there is no need to think about anything.

"Huaguo Kung Fu!"

"Wow~ so handsome!"

"Macho man, this is the real macho man!"

The white youths who were watching were silent for a moment, and then they shouted and cheered loudly, and their enthusiasm was like a volcanic eruption.

This kind of scene they could only see in movies before.

It's the first time in my life that it's being staged in front of my eyes, and how can I not be shocked.

Don't talk about them, even if they are members of the crew such as Situ Rushuang, who have been with Yang Yonghui for a few days and nights, they don't know that his body is far less strong than Wu Shuoxiong, and he actually contains such a strong strength.

(End of chapter)