"Greedy!"

Wang Fei was furious in his heart, and he was even more unkind to these people.

"Bang Bang ......"

In the open space at the back door of the hospital, there were dense collision sounds, Wang Fei was ruthless, put all he had learned so far, swept away the decline that had fallen into the downwind before, and pressed and beat more than 20 men on the spot.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

"The dragon wags its tail!"

"Cloud Hands!"

"White crane wings!"

"Flash!"

......

Wang Fei frequently used various martial arts, his attacks were extremely sharp, and the silver needles in his hands were like poisonous snakes, which made more than 20 men tremble.

"Get out of here!"

Wang Fei roared angrily, kicked back a man, turned around and saw several people pounce in front of him, and immediately jumped on the spot, and the silver needle in his hand bounced out.

The men who rushed up obviously didn't expect Wang Fei to attack from a distance, and before they could react, they were pierced into their chests by these silver needles.

The men suddenly stiffened, and their faces changed drastically.

And at this time, when several men were difficult to move, and when they were in a hurry, Wang Fei had already fallen behind these people, not giving them a chance at all, and his hands were rounded, and the heavy palm shadows shrouded several men on the spot.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

There were a series of loud noises, and several men had no power to resist, so they were hit on the back on the spot, all of them spurted blood, and they fell out screaming.

These men fell to the ground one after another, and they surrounded Wang Fei, and they were torn open at that time.

Take a closer look, seven people fell to the ground.

"Fog grass, why is this kid so fierce?"

The others trembled, and they all subconsciously stopped, looking at Wang Fei in disbelief, as if they were wondering if Wang Fei was still hiding his strength.

"Why don't you come, since you don't dare to go up, then Lao Tzu go up!"

Wang Fei's eyes were like lanterns, and with a roar of rage, he rushed up and down the twelve or thirteen people.

These twelve or thirteen people were all frightened by Wang Fei's crazy appearance, where did they dare to do anything with Wang Fei?

There are only more than 20 people, and they haven't killed Wang Fei, and now nearly half of the people have fallen to the ground, where is the opponent?

However, just when these people were hesitating to escape, Wang Fei had already pounced in front of them, and the silver needles in his hands stabbed at more than a dozen people as if they were crazy.

With Wang Fei's fists, these dozen or so people were no longer able to suppress Wang Fei, and Wang Fei could attack one person in a row to reach a frequency of two or three times.

Compared with Wang Fei, the individual strength of these people is inferior, if they block a blow, there is no problem, but they can attack two or three times in a row, and there are really few who can block it.

As a result, people were hit by Wang Fei one after another.

If it was an ordinary fist and kick, it would be fine, but Wang Fei had the fatal silver needle in his hand, and the person who was hit was paralyzed on the spot, and then he was seriously injured by Wang Fei's next move.

In the blink of an eye, after more than a dozen rounds, except for Wang Fei and An Xiong who were quiet, only a few people could still stand.

These people looked left and right, and saw that the senior brothers were lying on the ground screaming, and they couldn't stand up, and then they looked at Wang Fei's crazy eyes, they all trembled, completely lost all their fighting spirit, turned around and ran.

"It's too late!"

Wang Fei had already made up his mind to make these people pay, so when one of the other party showed signs of escaping, he rushed forward frantically, shook his hand with all his might, and flicked out all the ten silver needles in his hand.