"Hit him, hit him......"

"Kill him, kill him......"

"Ah......h

With a scream in the jungle, a few birds stopped on the branches, and under the big tree, there were groups of teenagers. But there were seven of them in the group, but one of them fell to the ground, and although his hands were tightly covering his forehead, the blood on his forehead still dripped down his cheeks and fell to the ground. Standing opposite the seven teenagers were two teenagers, a slightly lower teenager snuggled tightly behind the young man in orange, only to see the orange young man holding a stone tightly in his left hand, the blood on the stone was still dripping, and his right hand was lowered, clenching his fist tightly.

The other six teenagers saw this situation and showed surprise, but at the signal of the purple-clothed teenager at the head, the other five people surrounded the two teenagers again, and the orange-clothed teenager saw that the five teenagers were slowly surrounding him, so he spread his arms and protected the teenager behind him, and gradually leaned back.

I saw a look from the young man in purple, and suddenly, five people rushed up, facing the five menacing young men, the young man in orange, waved the stone in his hand, protected the young man behind him, quickly retreated backwards, and shouted loudly, "Come on! If you are not afraid of death, come here!" Before the young man in orange could stand firmly, suddenly the young man behind him screamed miserably, and he fell to the ground.

The sudden scream of the young man behind him made the orange-clothed young man stunned, and before the orange-clothed young man woke up, the five oncoming people pressed the orange-clothed young man to the ground tightly. It turned out that the young man in purple took advantage of the unpreparedness of the young man in orange, went around behind him, and kicked the young man behind the young man in orange to the ground.

"Zhang Ren!" The orange-clothed young man shouted loudly, ignoring his own situation, "Zhang Ren!" I saw Zhang Ren fall to the ground, holding his abdomen tightly and moaning on the ground.

"I'm fine" Zhang Ren's face turned pale, obviously not lightly injured, but he still replied in a low voice.

"Are you all right, are you kidding Young Master Ben?" After hearing this, the purple-clothed young man snorted coldly and kicked at Zhang Ren again, Zhang Ren rolled on the ground for a distance and spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

The orange-clothed young man crawled on the ground, saw everything in his eyes, shouted a few times Zhang Ren, but did not get a response, the anger in his heart was even more difficult to contain, his limbs desperately went back and forth on the ground, and he shouted loudly, "Hong Youjia! You have the fucking ability to rush at me!" Then he struggled even harder, but was pressed to the ground tightly by the other five teenagers, and after a few exertions, the orange-clothed young man's strength weakened, and he shouted again, "One person does things and one person is responsible!" Hong Xiang is what I beat, and I bear it alone! Hong Youjia! Let go of Zhang Ren! Let go of me!"

"Let go of Zhang Ren?" Hong Youjia smiled contemptuously, "Let go of you?" Saying that, Hong Youjia waved his hand and motioned to the five teenagers to set up the orange-clothed young man, "Come on, let this young master take good care of our genius in Xiangyun City, Zhao Siyu" After speaking, he came to Zhang Ren's side and turned around and said with a smile, "Please Young Master Ben, Young Master Ben is in a good mood, let go of Zhang Ren, let you go, haha"

"Phew" I saw Zhang Ren, who fell to the ground, barely supported his body, and faced Hong Youjia is a mouthful of bloody phlegm, the anger in Hong Youjia's heart was ignited again, and he yelled at Zhang Ren, "What the hell are you, you are a dog next to Zhao Siyu!" kicked Zhang Ren down, and then kicked Zhang Ren again.

Zhao Siyu, who was tightly held by five people, looked at Zhang Ren, who was curled up on the ground and punched and kicked by Hong Youjia, the anger in his heart was uncontrollable, and he struggled desperately, screaming, "Hong-You-Jia! You son of a bitch, you have the ability to rush at me!ah-"

"Hahaha" Hong Youjia saw Zhao Siyu's face full of anger, his eyes were bloodshot, his heart was very happy, and he smiled happily, "Don't worry, 'genius', what's the matter, I feel sorry for this dog?"

"Please Young Master Ben, please Young Master Ben, Young Master Ben will let this dog die!" Hong Youjia said with a smile.

"Big brother, just teach them a lesson, don't go too far" Hong Xiang, who was originally lying on the ground and covering his forehead, stood up, and persuaded with some concern, "I was seen by the Zhao family—"

"What's wrong with it! Get out of the way!" Hong Youjia interrupted Hong Xiang's words and said loudly, "The entire Xiangyun City belongs to our Hong family, what's wrong with the Zhao family! A foreign surname still wants to turn the clouds and rain in Xiangyun City! I'm sorry" and then sneered at Zhang Ren, "Hmph, Zhang Ren, your Zhang family's ancestor is a dog of our Hong family, what's the matter, you have long and endurance?" Hmph, you are so close to the Zhao family now, you don't know who your master is!"

After that, Hong Youjia kicked Zhang Ren again, and then stepped on Zhang Ren's face and said to Zhao Siyu, "If you want Young Master Ben to let him go, you can, Young Master Ben will say it again, please Young Master Ben, Young Master Ben is in a good mood, I will go around you today" Hong Youjia straightened up, stepped on it heavier, and then Zhang Ren snorted a few times.

Zhao Siyu saw Zhang Ren curled up at Hong Youjia's feet motionless, the anger in his heart inspired the strength of his whole body, and he struggled desperately, but he still couldn't break free, after several struggles, Zhao Siyu lowered his head, completely lost the momentum just now, and whispered "Please-you-"

Before Zhao Siyu finished speaking, Hong Youjia came to Zhao Siyu with joy, "Ask Young Master Ben what's the matter, the voice is too small, Young Master Ben didn't hear clearly, haha" The others also laughed, seeing that Zhao Siyu had completely lost the momentum just now, and lowered his head, Hong Youjia was very happy in his heart.

"Phew" Zhao Siyu took advantage of Hong Youjia's unpreparedness, and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm on Hong Youjia's face, "Please die early, a dog mongrel!"

The others were taken aback by Zhao Siyu's sudden move, and Zhao Siyu, who had thought that he had succumbed, suddenly took a mouthful of bloody phlegm, which made the atmosphere return to saber rattling.

"Zhao Siyu!" Hong Youjia roared, "Young Master Ben will fulfill you today!" After saying that, he punched Zhao Siyu, this punch, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, was unstoppable, and hit Zhao Siyu directly, shocking the other five teenagers to also take a few steps back, but listening to Zhao Siyu's "wow", a mouthful of blood spit out.

"Haha," Zhao Siyu spat out the blood remaining in his mouth, "Hong Youjia, why does your Hong family's tiger technique look like tickling when it hits your body...... Ahem......"

Hearing Zhao Siyu's sophistry, the anger in Hong Youjia's heart was even more difficult to contain, so he punched and kicked Zhao Siyu, and the five people around saw that Hong Youjia was like an angry tiger, pouring all his anger on Zhao Siyu's body, and they were also a little scared.

"Big brother, if you fight again, you will die" Hong Xiang saw that the situation was not good, and grabbed Hong Youjia with his left hand.

"Get out!" Hong Youjia shook off Hong Xiang's left hand, stopped his fist, grabbed Zhao Siyu's hair, and saw Zhao Siyu's face covered with blood, somehow, the anger in Hong Youjia's heart calmed down a lot, "Genius Zhao Siyu! Haha! I think you are also a natural waste!"

Hong Youjia patted Zhao Siyu's face with his hand, "I didn't expect that after these three years, the 'genius' Zhao Siyu has not made any progress in his vitality, but his ability to resist fighting has grown a lot, and the young master's hand is also a little painful, not bad."

"Phew" Zhao Siyu once again spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm on Hong Youjia's face.

Hong Youjia wiped away the bloody phlegm, and shouted in his mouth, "Damn, I don't know what to do!" The anger in Hong Youjia's heart ignited again, grabbed Zhao Siyu's collar, punched Zhao Siyu's face, and then took two steps back, posing as a tiger out of the mountain, just as Hong Youjia was accumulating his strength, suddenly an angry voice came from behind him.

"Hong-You-Jia-Zhu-Hand-"