Fast, ruthless, accurate!

In the silence of the night, I heard a slight click on the ribs in the chest of a police officer.

The director was taken aback, as were the other three men.

Tang Yebai didn't stop, swung his fist, smashed into a man's jaw, knocked out a few of his teeth, and the person fell against the wall, bounced back, and spat out a stream of blood. Tang Yebai stepped on his face.

His eyes were as angry as demons.

"Don ...... Tang Dynasty...... Mr. Tang ...... "The director stammered in fright and trembled.

The two wanted to escape, but they were grabbed by Tang Yebai one by one, raised with one hand, and smashed into the bench on the side, and one of them launched to crash into Xia Chenxi.

Tang Yebai's long legs stopped him and kicked him out like garbage, and the man rolled around on the ground, his head hit the corner of the table, and his face was bloody.

The other person was so frightened that he pulled out his gun, subconsciously defended himself, pulled the trigger and shot at Tang Yebai.

"Xiao Li, put down the gun!"

However, it was too late.

Xia Chenxi's eyes were wide open, but he saw Tang Yebai's figure like a ghost, and quickly rushed up, slashing at the man's wrist with a knife, he almost pulled the trigger, and the pistol fell to the ground, letting out a muffled snort.

Tang Yebai grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it with his backhand, breaking the man's wrist alive.

He fainted instantly.

The chief, and the rest of the officers, were too frightened to move.

This is a blatant assault on the police.

Blatantly attacking the police.

Tang Yebai single-handedly dealt with several police officers who graduated from the police academy and were very skilled, one of them was still holding a gun and almost pulled the trigger, what a fierce speed.

Tang Yebai solved the four policemen, stood up, brushed the dust on his sleeves that he didn't know if there was, and looked at the four policemen on the ground like garbage, one fainted, and three cried.

He didn't use the gun, Xia Chenxi saw that he had a pistol on his waist, and she didn't know why, she knew the name of the pistol, the Desert Eagle, the king of pistols, and the king of pistols.

But he didn't need it, so he used this kind of hand-to-hand combat.

Hit a combination of violence and beauty.

In fact, in the world of men, fists are king, pistols are just tools to kill, and the real competition with a sense of power is always fists.

Speed, beauty.

Tang Yebai was wearing a sky-blue silk shirt, black trousers, and half-pulled sleeves, and the whole person looked like a yuppie, elegant without losing his ruffian, long and with a sense of strength.

When he moves, he makes every move, combining strength and beauty.

He perfectly illustrates what it means to be violent.

This person's skills can almost be used as a model teaching material for agents and mercenaries in hand-to-hand combat.

Lin Ran almost whistled, he hadn't seen Tang Yebai do it for many years, in the past few years, he has become lazy, he always uses a gun, and there are often people around him, it is rare to see him do this.

It's really enjoyable.

Really, watching Tang Yebai fight, it was a visual treat.

The director wiped the sweat on his head, and his face turned pale with fright, but this person is Tang Yebai, he can't afford to mess with it.

With a flick of his finger, the police and the police were wiped out like a fly.

"Mr. Tang, Miss Xia's injuries should need to be treated." After all, the director has seen some of the world, and he has finally stabilized, and he just wants to leave this big Buddha from the police and inspection bureau at the moment.

I can't afford to mess with it, can't I hide yet?

Tang Yebai swept over them indifferently, "Tonight's monitor, you know how to deal with it." ”