"Brother Biao, what are we talking about with this guy? Brothers haven't seen blood or smelled blood for a long time. Now we can finally have some fun."

"Yes, Brother Biao, brothers can't wait any longer. Mao Xin and these two young boys, let's make them kneel on the ground and kowtow to beg for mercy in a minute."

"..."

Next to Zeng Biao, there were about a dozen young men holding iron rods, all of them seemed to be full of enthusiasm, their eyes were as red as chicken blood. They stared closely at Chen Tianhua, Mao Xin and Zuo Gang who was leading the horse, showing their fierce looks.

For a moment, the smell of blood seemed to be blowing in the air on the field, as if these three people were fish on the chopping board, and they would be slaughtered by these guys from now on.

The atmosphere is easily contagious. At this moment, Zeng Biao was also very excited. He hadn't done anything for a long time and felt uncomfortable all over.

I saw him twisting his thick neck in a cunning manner, causing a "cluck...cluck..." sound to come out of his bones.

Create momentum first.

He looked extremely vicious and menacing.

He didn't believe that a mere young master with an accompanying bodyguard could still afford to cause trouble in his territory?

I saw him waving his hand and singing in a low voice: "Brothers, go up first. I'll teach them a lesson and let them remember a little bit longer."

"oh…"

The dozen or so people beside Zeng Biao made strange screams from their throats and surrounded Chen Tianhua and the others with iron bars in their hands.

The faces of these ruffians all had expressions of great excitement, as if they were playing tricks on three sheep, with a relaxed look.

They are used to licking blood from the knife edges and spend their days fighting and killing like bloodthirsty beasts. They have not fought with anyone for several days, and their whole bodies feel itchy and uncomfortable.

The bloodthirsty element in the body must have been restless for a long time.

Of course, in their eyes, the coward Mao Xin, the young master, and the bodyguard did not need them to fight with all their might.

Today, they just wanted to see bloodshed. Wouldn't it be nice to watch these three men struggling with their heads under their own machetes and iron bars?!

The occupational disease of a group of thugs is probably this kind of perverted and twisted addiction.

Facing a dozen murderous local gangsters, Mao Xin's expression was very calm, with a sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth.

As long as the eldest young master is here, there is no need for him to take action?

He didn't even pull out the bayonet he carried with him, and took the initiative to retreat behind Chen Tianhua, so as not to hinder the eldest young master from using his fists and kicks.

Zuo Gang's behavior was even more funny. He was holding three horses, and he simply retreated and fell a dozen steps behind Chen Tianhua and the others.

This posture is really hard to understand. This guy is just a servant who leads the master's horse, not a bodyguard?

If he kept silent from beginning to end, he might just be a mute person.

He looks burly and majestic, but he turns out to be the biggest coward, a fake!

So damn funny.

"I think this guy surnamed Mao really has something wrong with his head. He actually brought these two people with him and dared to come and ask for his shop back? Isn't it possible that some gods will come down to save them later?"

"When he's beaten to pieces by boys like Zeng Biao, he should know that the pot is made of iron."

"If this rich young man can defeat someone, cut off my head and give it to him as a chamber pot."

"..."

Just as the onlookers were talking about it, a gangster who rushed to the front had already reached Chen Tianhua with his iron rod.

Because only the rich young man who spoke arrogantly stood there unmoved, while the others, such as Mao Xin and the bodyguard, seemed to be scared to death.

I saw the gangster who acted as the vanguard, tall and ferocious in appearance. He raised the iron rod in his hand and aimed it at the rich young man's head, preparing to smash it down.

If you were hit by this iron rod, your head would definitely explode.

This gangster had a maniacal and ferocious look on his face. He thought that the fair young man in front of him was so frightened that he stood there and couldn't even dodge.

He swung the iron rod naughtily and dangled it in front of Chen Tianhua a few more times before slowly smashing it down.

Seeing the iron rod getting closer and closer to the young master's forehead, a picture of blood dripping and brain cracking was about to appear.

The men were all frightened like old ducks, with their mouths wide open and quacking sounds coming from their throats.

The few women who were watching covered their eyes with their hands and screamed.

Suddenly, Chen Tianhua's right hand moved. He stretched it up as if very casually, and the iron rod that hit his head was firmly held by his soft palm.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, outlining a cold arc. His brows furrowed slightly, and he squeezed the black hollow iron rod with his right hand, flattening it in an instant.

Immediately, he seemed to lift his foot gently, and the gangster who had lost his broken stick and weighed more than a hundred kilograms flew backwards like a scarecrow, more than three feet away.

"Bang..." a muffled sound.

The man's body first hit the pavement wall behind him hard, then fell to the corner of the wall, huddled up like a pile of mud, and became motionless.

All of a sudden, the scene was completely silent!

At this moment, everyone present was stunned. They even held their breath and forgot to breathe. Their minds went blank.

Everything just happened so unexpectedly and so quickly that everyone's thinking had not had time to turn around.

This result was beyond everyone's expectations.

The scene of the rich young man's brain blossoming was not shown. Instead, we saw the scene of him flattening the iron rod with his bare hands and kicking the gangster away with his feet.

This world is so crazy. Even a fair and wealthy young man can become a superman in an instant?!

The only sober people present were Mao Xin and Zuo Gang, because they had all seen the eldest young master's abilities with their own eyes.

They all stood by and watched without even pulling out their bayonets. When they came to help, they might have become more and more busy, which in turn affected the eldest young master's hearty beating.

Because this young master is used to fighting alone in close combat, so he can close his eyes and do whatever he wants without worrying about accidentally injuring one of his own.

Every time Chen Tianhua made a move, the hearts of Mao Xin and Zuo Gang would invariably speed up and they would be so nervous that they could hardly breathe.

Because they don't know what kind of terrifying tricks the young master will use in the next second?

Anyway, in their eyes, Chen Tianhua no longer belongs to the category of ordinary people, but should belong to gods and gods.

Zeng Biao's original ferocious face still retains his ghostly smile, but he just froze there.

He was stunned by the reality.

In ten years of traveling across the world, this was the first time he had seen such a contrasting scene.
Chapter completed!