The screams came from the little hooligans.

When he called out, "Return your drifting fist", Hu Lang was not happy: "I have seen Xingye's movie, it is to return my drifting fist, not to return you!"

As soon as the word "fool" came out, Hu Lang had already stretched out his feet and kicked the little rascal. I've just tried the strength of my hands, it's time to try it with my feet!

Before the little hooligan's fist arrived, Hu Lang's foot had already met it and kicked it directly in the lower abdomen! Unfortunately, the strength was not enough, and he just kicked the other party into the mud, but did not kick out the effect of flying.

The main reason for this situation is that the injuries on his body are not as good as the one, and it hurts when he moves a lot! In addition, he is just a fledgling in the cultivation world, and even his aura is a gift from others, and he can play hard in a short period of time, thanks to his tireless comprehension of the refining technique while lying on the hospital bed. But theory and practice are not the same thing, so this kick is already a super-level play!

Seeing the little hooligan lying on the ground and howling hard, Hu Lang said helplessly: "Can you not act!

"Acting Nong's mother......" The little rascal raised his head and protruded a mouthful of blood spit, "Nong's mother! The old chicken's teeth ......" Poor baby, the front teeth have been knocked out, and the wind can't be controlled when speaking, and there is a glutinous smell of Jiangnan accent!

Hu Lang couldn't help but be startled when he saw that the other party's mouth was full of blood, and asked with concern: "Big brother, you can probe quickly, except for your teeth, is there anything else?"

The little rascal stared at the round eyes: "......"

You immortals, what do you want me to miss?

The small-eyed hooligan leader had already recovered his strength at this time, glared at Hu Lang angrily, gritted his teeth and said: "Lao Tzu has been rampant in Shencheng for so many years, and no one has ever dared to ...... me like this."

Hu Lang had a bitter face: "I didn't do anything to you!"

The hooligan leader was stunned for a moment, and the other party didn't seem to be doing anything to him! But the egg hurt because of him! That's it, there's nothing wrong with it! Lao Tzu is a reasonable hooligan.

"I won't abolish you today, Lao Tzu is not surnamed Xiong!" the wandering head glared and roared, "Brothers, give me a beating!"

Hu Lang originally wanted to say, whether your surname is Xiong or not has nothing to do with me, and I am not your father! But before he could speak, the hooligans had already rushed up!

When the first fat hooligan is fat and healthy, like a meat tank. Hu Lang exclaimed, this birdman's tonnage should be one level higher than Hua Rong's! Without having time to think about it carefully, he raised his foot directly, and the fat man was stunned for a moment when he saw the other party raise his foot, and then silently waited for his accomplice to surpass him, and then he took broken steps and pretended to follow.

The kick couldn't be done, Hu Lang collected his feet and turned his head and ran. But the waiting room was only a dozen square meters, and there were more than a dozen people on the other side, and they were blocked before they could run two steps. One person is a punch to the door of Hu Lang's face.

Hu Lang grabbed his hand and threw the other party to the side. The other party involuntarily fell out and knocked over two people. Just when Hu Lang wanted to do the same, someone hugged him from behind. Hu Lang tried hard repeatedly, but unexpectedly he was tightly clamped and couldn't move at all.

It was none other than the fat man who hugged Hu Lang. This fat man is tall and big, and Hu Lang is out of breath. As soon as everyone in front saw that Hu Lang was being embraced, a few feet kicked over horizontally. Hu Lang kicked one of his feet off the ground, but he was hit by three or four feet, and he suddenly died of pain.

The fat man was quite stable, three or four people kicked on Hu Lang, he could still stabilize Mount Tai, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Look at the point, don't kick my hand!"

"Lao Huang, my second uncle, deliberately kicked my hand, right......"

", kick Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu will let go......"

The most vulnerable thing in the front is the stomach, Hu Lang was kicked in the stomach repeatedly, and there was a feeling of broken liver and intestines inside. As soon as the thought flashed, he received an old punch in his face, and suddenly his head "buzzed", as if he had made a symphony.

Then another punching bag fist fell in a dense manner.

You immortals, don't you know if you don't hit people in the face? Hu Lang was beaten in a daze, and his nose bleededs!

The fat man exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, head to head!"

The pimple roared: "Hug it to the fence, Lao Tzu will take his teeth off!"

The hooligan leader also shouted: "Get out of the way, I'm going to blow his balls!"

Hu Lang suddenly sobered up a lot when he heard this,, big brother, your egg pain really has nothing to do with me!

Seeing that the hooligan leader was already standing in front of Hu Lang, who was beaten to the point of a trance, the fat man was a little scared, so he resignedly said: "Boss, will there be a death?

Hu Lang's body was covered with blood, and his head seemed to have been beaten, and the blood almost covered his eyes. But at the moment when the fat man let go of his hand, he suddenly burst out and pounced on the head of the hooligan. Before everyone could react, Hu Lang had already knocked the other party to the ground with one punch, and then rode on him and beat him like crazy.

The hooligans yelled and cursed, punched and kicked in an attempt to save the boss. But Hu Lang was resolute, he didn't care about any attacks, and he was bent on beating the guy surnamed Xiong, and his mouth full of blood foam spit out a vague voice: "Nima, Nima......"

Seeing that the boss was pinned to the ground by Hu Lang, he screamed again and again. The hooligans fought and pulled with all their might, but they couldn't separate the two.

After eighteen years of life, Hu Lang has already understood that dignity is earned by himself, not by reluctance and humiliation!

Once, Hu Lang was the object of bullying and toying by school bullies, and in those humiliating days, he was always careful to be a man with his tail between his legs. However, the more this is the case, the more the other party has to make inches.

Two years ago, when Hu Lang was surrounded by six school bullies again, forced him to hand over his living expenses, and ripped his only new clothes, the humiliation that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time finally broke out irrepressibly. Facing an opponent taller than himself, Hu Lang burst out with incredible strength and courage, and at the cost of a brick, two ribs, and a broken arm, he opened the other three people!

At that time, he stood on the concrete floor with bricks covered in blood, like an inviolable god of war!

After that, those six scholars no longer dared to fight Hu Lang head-on!

"Stop! With a loud shout, all the hooligans stopped moving, and only Hu Lang was still beating the surnamed Xiong like a madman. And the surnamed Xiong held his head with both hands, like a Kanto donkey, a high voice, a low scream.

It was Director Xiao who came to interrogate Hu Lang.

"What's going on, who's on duty?" asked Director Xiao with a grim face.

Several security guards hurriedly opened the iron fence of the waiting room and rushed in to pull Hu Lang. These security guards basically knew how to grab them, and they locked Hu Lang's hands in three or two clicks and pulled him away.

Hu Lang kicked the surname Xiong's feet again with confused eyes!

A security guard kicked Hu Lang's leg in the crook of the leg, kicked him to his knees, and yelled at the same time: "Everyone face the wall, squat down with your head in your hands!

"They hit me first!" Hu Lang wiped the blood from his face.

"What the fuck are you talking about, squat!"

Hu Lang doesn't squat!

The security guard was about to kick again, but was stopped by Director Xiao: "Bring him up! And the one on the ground, bring it up!"

The one surnamed Xiong has been beaten half-dead, lying on the ground like a dead dog! This state is really not suitable for continuing to be locked up here, and it will be troublesome to die inside!

Hu Lang wiped the blood on his face again, and then he saw the state of the surname Xiong on the ground, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction: I think I can fight better next time!