Chapter 119 How About We Make a Bet?

"Damn, this is so outrageous!!!"

Wang Hu's eyes immediately turned red: "Fuck him for me!"

It’s just a matter of beating up a rich second generation. No generation in this city should give Master Qian some face! ? He has beaten more rich second generations than he can count on both hands over the years!

"Bah bang bang!"

Several big men pushed away the bartenders beside them and rushed directly towards Ye Yang.

Liu Qianqian also looked a little flustered.

Very worried about Ye Yang's safety.

"Ah……"

Ye Yang's eyes flashed. Except for the time when he beat Jin Buzheng, this was the first time he fought with someone after gaining proficiency in Chinese martial arts.

"Bang!"

A punch was thrown forward without any fanfare.

With his unparalleled punch speed, the big man in front had no time to defend himself, and was punched directly in the nose. Nosebleeds instantly poured out, and he fell to the ground, covering his nose and screaming.

"Peng!"

Ye Yang took advantage of the situation and swept his legs in a roundabout way, knocking down the two behind him again. He stepped on the chests of the two people with one foot, crushing their chests and ribs at once, making them lose their ability to resist.

He stood up and immediately squeezed in front of the next big man. He lifted his knees and hit him underneath.

The person who complained directly doubted whether his little brother would be able to stand up for the rest of his life.

"Peng."

After the knee-lifting impact, Ye Yang kicked the big man out with one kick.

He picked up a stool next to him and swept it around, forcing the remaining three people to take two steps back and get out of the way.

Seeing the right moment, Ye Yang turned over in the air and stepped out with three feet in the air. Each foot stepped on someone's chest.

Kick the three of them away together.

They all hit the wall behind.

"Pretending?"

"fight?"

"Um!?"

Every time he said something, Ye Yang would hit the three of them on the head with the stool in his hand.

After saying these three sentences, all three of them were beaten until their heads were bruised and they fainted.

"Ah...this..."

Liu Qianqian was stunned.

It turns out that brother Ye Yang also knows martial arts!

This is so handsome! ?

In less than a minute, not counting Wang Hu who was punched away without reacting, he hit seven of them and wiped out the opponent's group!

So handsome! ! !

Ye Yang turned his head and said with a faint smile: "I told you, they are just a few scum, they will be fine."

"Uh-huh!"

Liu Qianqian nodded repeatedly and looked at Ye Yang with admiration.

Brother Ye Yang, who fights well, sings beautifully, is good-looking, and has a lot of money, is simply a super treasure!

Her face turned red unconsciously.

Such a super male god can really be called a misunderstanding for life!

"Squeak..."

Ye Yang placed the stool in front of Wang Hu and sat on it nonchalantly, looking down at him calmly: "What else can I say now?"

"you!!!"

Wang Hu's eyes showed deep fear.

This is the rich second generation! ?

Why are you so strong! ?

This is simply outrageous!

After all, these brothers have been through the shadows of swords and swords, and they are experienced gangsters, and they were able to get rid of them all in the blink of an eye! ?

How strong this young man must be! ?

"Ah……"

Just when he was about to say a few harsh words, he realized that he had already warned Manager Li not to call the police.

If the police don't come, if Ye Yang doesn't let him go tonight, then there's no way he can be let go easily...

He was dumb in his heart and couldn't express his pain.

Why did he become the victim who wanted to call the police?

Times have changed! ! !

"What other means can you use? I will play with you to the end!"

Ye Yang sneered, looked down at Wang Hu with a stern expression, and stepped on his shoulder joint, crushing it directly.

"... Damn it! Such a fierce look! You are the villain, the leader of the underworld, right?!"

Wang Hu almost cried in pain.

"You kid, don't be too arrogant! Do you have the ability to ask me to call someone? With just one phone call, I can make you cry and you won't even be able to find me!"

After all, he was a powerful underworld leader. Although Wang Hu was scared to death in his heart, he could not lose his momentum and said fiercely.

"Make a call?"

Ye Yang raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, let's each make a call. Who can get more people?"

"Haha, boy, you are seeking death!"

Although Wang Hu said he was not losing the battle, he was really frightened in his heart. He was not a fool. The various performances of this young man tonight were really terrifying.

Never talk in vain.

However, when it comes to fighting with people, he is Mr. Qian's man after all, and this magical city is also Master Qian's territory. If he gives up on fighting with people, then his last trace of confidence and dignity will be destroyed. Totally destroyed.

That is what these old-time gangsters cherish the most, and they value it more than their lives!

"Since you are looking for death, I won't be polite anymore!!!"

Wang Hu took out his cell phone, with a ruthless look in his eyes, and made a call to Daduo.

"..."

Ye Yang looked at the other party calmly, gave Liu Qianqian a reassuring expression, then slowly opened the address book and dialed a number...

(Second update, there is one more update)

(Thanks to book friend 1108/0646 and Jiu*Li for the mooncakes)

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