"Brother Ming, such a poor and skinny monkey dares to claim to be Xinyao's boyfriend?" asked a young man next to Zhang Ming.【】

This young man is a head taller than Zhang Ming, who is 1.8 meters tall, and is extremely strong.

"That's right, Brother Ming, who in our No. 8 Middle School doesn't know that Xin Yao is our sister-in-law." Another person said.

This man had a wretched look on his face. He was young, but he had heavy bags under his eyes, and was deficient in energy and blood. He looked like he was often exposed to alcohol and sex.

Behind the three people, more than a dozen gangsters were carrying steel pipes.

"Hmph, if I don't let him know how powerful I am today, I will tell him to spread his legs." Zhang Ming said angrily.

Han Ze looked at the group of young people in front of him with interest, but didn't take these people to heart at all.

Now that Han Ze has reached the realm of Qi refining, if he does not use thermal weapons, let alone dozens of gangsters, even dozens of special forces, Han Ze will not take it seriously.

"What...are you doing?" Han Ze asked.

At this time, the entire alley was surrounded, blocking Han Ze in the middle.

"Hey, boy, I think you still can't figure out the situation." Wu Hao said, looking at Han Ze with an unkind expression.

As the captain of the school basketball team, Wu Hao has a strong body and is also a militant. He once led the team and broke three ribs of a classmate because of a disagreement.

"Hehe... Mr. Wu, why bother talking to such a person?" A gangster leader walked out and looked at Han Ze arrogantly, playing with a spring knife flexibly in his hand.

"I'll give you two choices. Either kneel down, kowtow to me three times, and then leave. Or I'll destroy you now so that you can never be a man again." Zhang Ming said, with frost on his face.

"Oh?" Han Ze glanced at Zhang Ming lightly and said, "If you want to realize this wish, I suggest you bring tens of thousands of people here next time. Then I will be tired of beating people, and maybe you will have some chances.

Otherwise, with such a rabble, it’s really not enough.”

Han Ze's tone was calm, but it sounded extremely arrogant to everyone.

"Boy, let grandpa teach you how to speak in front of Young Master Zhang." The gangster leader took a step forward, kicked up and kicked Han Ze.

Han Ze shook his head slightly and did not avoid it. When the kick was about to arrive, a hand quickly stretched out like lightning, and then flicked it gently.

The gangster leader was thrown out like a chicken by Han Ze and hit the wall hard.

Everyone was stunned. How powerful was it to throw an adult out so casually?

"No wonder you are so arrogant. You have a lot of strength. Let me meet you." At this moment, Wu Hao took a step forward.

Wu Hao is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a bronze complexion and bulging muscles. Even compared to professional players, his muscles are not far behind.

Han Ze glanced at Wu Hao lightly, shook his finger and said, "You're not interested enough, so you should come together!"

Let everyone come together. Han Ze's words can be described as extremely arrogant.

Wu Hao said coldly: "Humph, I'll talk about it later if you can settle it!"

Whoosh!

After Wu Hao finished speaking, he kicked his right foot hard on the ground, and his whole body was like a cannonball, slamming into Han Ze.

"Okay, now Haozi takes action directly, and all the people you invited are in vain." Sun Cheng said from the side.

Sun Cheng's energy and blood were weak, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

"That's natural. Three generations of Haozi's family have practiced martial arts. Haozi said that he is now a Mingjin martial artist. Beating this kid is just like playing." Zhang Ming also replied proudly.

A group of gangsters also had smiles on their faces, waiting to watch the show.

Facing the fierce Wu Hao, Han Ze was extremely calm. He just turned sideways slightly to avoid Wu Hao's terrifying impact.

"I can't believe that this kid still has a few moments to escape Haozi's attack." Sun Cheng was also a little surprised.

Because of Wu Hao's prowess, no one in No. 8 Middle School knew about him.

Once, a retired professional boxer came to No. 8 Middle School to teach physical education, but he had a conflict with Wu Hao in the physical education class, and Wu Hao knocked him over with an elbow.

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, winked at the gangster behind him, and said: "You guys will be more agile later. As soon as this kid relaxes, go up and cripple him immediately."

Zhang Ming's expression was gloomy, and he had inherited Zhang Tianxiong's ruthless character very well.

Han Ze naturally saw that Wu Hao was an expert, but he still didn't look good enough in front of Han Ze.

"Aren't you very strong? Why don't you dare to take a move from me?" Wu Hao jumped into the air, kicked hard on the wall with his foot, jumped up high, and volleyed towards Han Ze.

Under Wu Hao's kick, a huge crack appeared directly on the wall.

"If you can get involved with me, I can consider it." Han Ze said unhurriedly.

"Arrogant!" Wu Hao shouted.

Then Wu Hao opened his mouth and sucked in, and his muscles began to tremble.

"This is... the Xiong Fist passed down from Haozi's family?" Zhang Ming's pupils shrank slightly when he saw this.

Three generations of Wu Hao's family have practiced martial arts and have quite a bit of background.

Among them, it is said that the most powerful one is the bear fist, which Wu Hao's grandfather once learned from a traveling boxer. After he learned it, the force of a punch can be comparable to that of a bear, and it can even kill a cow.

Next words.

But Wu Hao would never hit anyone with such a move in school, because if he didn't do it right, someone would be killed.

"It's interesting." Han Ze nodded.

Bang bang bang!

Wu Hao waved his fist and attacked Han Ze, making the air roar.

But Han Ze was as nimble as an ape and avoided all these fists.

"Let me go...is this kid a monkey? He is too flexible." Sun Cheng exclaimed.

Wu Hao's fists were extremely powerful and could kill someone with just one punch, but now he couldn't touch Han Ze's body at all.

In just a few minutes, Wu Hao punched hundreds of punches.

"The strength is good, but the flexibility is lacking." Han Ze said.

At this time, Han Ze was still the same as before, without even a drop of sweat.

But Wu Hao, on the other hand, was sweating profusely.

"Now that you're done fighting, it's time for me." After Han Ze said that, his eyes turned cold, he stepped forward and punched Wu Hao.

"No, do it..."

Zhang Ming reacted and asked the gangsters to take action.

But there was only a muffled bang as Wu Hao's tall body flew up and hit the wall, making a big crater.

Wow!

Wu Hao vomited blood in his mouth. At this time, he felt that his internal organs were churning and his whole body was in severe pain.

But Han Ze did not stop. Facing a group of gangsters rushing towards him waving steel pipes, Han Ze just hooked his feet and kicked Wu Hao towards them.

"Haozi..." Zhang Ming was furious.

However, Han Ze kept moving and kicked the gangster leader away again.

"Brother Ming, this guy is not a good guy, let's leave quickly." Sun Cheng knew that he had hit a brick wall today, so he pulled Zhang Ming to leave.
Chapter completed!