This gaze was naturally issued by Zhao Long, he hated Wu to the core, and he had been trying to take revenge, and he took revenge fiercely!

Since being defeated by Wu Yong again, he has clearly realized that he is not Wu Yong's opponent, and he is asking for hardship alone, and only a group attack can win and take revenge.

He invited masters from Whistle Yang, eighteen strong men with strong martial arts, strictly speaking, his senior brothers, all of whom are extraordinary. The scary thing is that these people are ruthless, fighting and making trouble are reckless, cutting off their hands and picking hamstrings are their common moves, the purpose is to make people crippled.

He was far-sighted and ordered this group of people to do it on the last day of the semester, and they would not ask for Wu Yong's life, as long as he had one right hand, and that's it!

Eighteen big men were ambushed next to the mountain where Wu Yong and Zhao Long fought last time, where there were dense shrubs, it was extremely easy to hide, and there was basically no trace, so it was the best place to ambush.

Wu Yongzheng looked ashamed, walking on the way home, how did he know that the disaster was in front of him?

"This winter vacation, we must seize every minute and second, study hard, and improve our grades as soon as possible. As he walked, he thought that he would soon come to the mountain where he had to pass, and Tong Baoshan was already close in front of him.

Suddenly, there was a shake in the half-man-deep bushes, and eighteen big men with weapons in their hands jumped out of hula, like a group of fierce gods, quickly rushed over, and surrounded Wu Yong in the blink of an eye, with a malicious light in his eyes, looking at Wu Yong like a dead man.

"Who are you?" Wu asked with a secret feeling that something was wrong.

"I heard that you are very good at kung fu, so today we are here to ask for advice. The bald head of the leader showed a strange smile on his face, and said deliberately softly.

"Looking for me for advice?Zhao Long invited you to come?!" Wu Yong didn't panic and asked calmly, "I don't know how he wants you to deal with me?"

"We don't know any Zhao Long, Li Long's. Come on, go head-to-head!Let me see your kung fu!" After the bald head finished speaking, he took three steps into the encirclement, facing Wu Yong head-on, the long knife in his hand pointed forward, and a terrifying murderous aura poured out of his body!

He is Zhao Long's senior brother Huang Hu, who is a little more clever than Zhao Long, and he is arrogant on weekdays, so today he doesn't want to win more, but wants to go head-to-head, and he can cut one of Wu Yong's right hands into two by himself.

He has this certainty, even if Wu Yong is really as skilled as Zhao Long said, but Wu Yong has no weapons and is bare-handed, but he has superb knife skills and holds a machete in his hand, wouldn't it be a loss of his reputation to be a murderer if he can't win?

"Single-handedly, great, I thought you were going to rush up!" Wu sneered, reached into his schoolbag, and in the blink of an eye, he took out a three-section stick and skillfully waved it in his hand.

Of course, these three sticks are teleported from the Happiness Cave. This is also thanks to Zhang Haofang, in order to curry favor with Wu, he bought all the eighteen weapons and some Qimen weapons, and the three-section stick is also one of them.

In a situation like this, choosing a nunchucks is the best choice.

Indeed, it is not surprising to take out a three-knuckle stick from a school bag, and it is completely capable of concealing people's eyes.

In fact, he likes to use long sticks, but if he takes out a long stick of several meters from his school bag, it will inevitably reveal his secret. He didn't want to reveal his secrets, especially in front of his enemies.

"Damn! A first-year high school student would have a three-knuckle stick in his schoolbag?" the bald head scolded in his heart, but he had already released a heads-up word just now, and now he was embarrassed to regret it, so he could only bite the bullet.

"Kill!" he shouted, rushed forward, and slashed at Wu Yong with all his might.

Wu dodged sideways, dancing the trichunks and fighting with the bald head boisterously.

He wasn't good at the three-knuckle stick before, but since he had this weapon in the happiness cave, he also pondered for a while, and he danced decently, plus the three-knuckle stick weapon was the most difficult to defend, and in less than a moment, the bald arm and thigh were drawn several times.

The bald head was ashamed and annoyed, and shouted: "Brothers, give it all to me, I'm in charge, cut off his two hands!"

As soon as he heard the order, the seventeen big men raised the weapons in their hands and killed together, and greeted Wu Yong fiercely.

Wu Yongke couldn't resist such a dense group attack, so he dodged into the Lotus Universe, and then quickly flashed back, and a figure appeared dozens of meters away from them, smiling and watching a good show.

It's a great show!

There were originally two people in the encirclement, but now Wu Yong suddenly disappeared, and all that was left was the bald head, and the seventeen weapons of the seventeen big men who rushed up naturally all killed the bald head.

The bald head looked terrified, and desperately waved the machete in his hand to resist this ubiquitous attack!

There was a clanging noise.

On the bald head's buttocks, he was stabbed in the back, and the blood was pouring out, and he was also hit with a heavy stick on his head and thighs, and Venus appeared in front of his eyes, and his head was buzzing.

"Ouch......" After receiving such a heavy blow, he couldn't hold on any longer, only to feel that his legs were weak, his whole body was weak, and he fell to the ground with a thud, howling miserably.

"I hit this idiot!"

"I slashed this stupid hat!"

"Haha, boy, see if you're still arrogant, you know it's amazing, right?"

The seventeen big men couldn't see clearly in the hazy night, and they didn't notice that Wu Yong had disappeared at all, thinking that it was Wu Yong who hit, so they naturally shouted excitedly.

"Fuck you, keep your dog's eyes open and see, who am I?" The bald head was really strong, and after such a terrorist attack, he was not even unconscious, and when he heard such words, he was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood, stopped howling, and scolded instead.

"Is this Big Brother Huang Hu? We hit Big Brother Yellow Tiger?" The seventeen big men looked closely at the person who was writhing in pain on the ground, and finally recognized that it was the flood that washed the Dragon King Temple and hit the wrong person! They looked at each other, their eyes were confused, "What's going on, how could that person be gone?"

"Pap, hahaha, papa, hahaha. Wu Yong couldn't help but laugh while watching it, laughing and clapping his palms, "Wonderful, your performance is really wonderful!"

The seventeen people all stared at the source of the laughter in surprise, and saw Wu Hao standing on the grass more than ten meters away clapping his palms, smiling from ear to ear.

"How is this possible?" they all shuddered involuntarily, "Could it be that he is a supreme master, using unknown light skills to flash out of the iron bucket-like encirclement, and we don't even know that he beat Big Brother Huanghu to half his life?

Master Zhou is a strange person in Wengang decades ago, and it is also an eternal legend, in this place of Whistle Yang, no one does not know.

The most famous time was when he went out to make soy sauce, and was besieged by nearly 100 hooligans on the road. When the fight was in full swing, Master Zhou's voice came from outside: "You guys are still fighting here, I have already bought all the soy sauce back, you continue to play, I'll go home and stir-fry." ”

After saying that, he walked slowly back home, and no one dared to chase half a step further.

Thinking of the legendary Master Zhou, the seventeen big men and the Huang Hu who was paralyzed on the ground were all scared, and looked at Wu Yong in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"Do you still want to fight?" Wu Yong smiled, with a cold murderous intent on his face, and walked towards them step by step.