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After saying that, he picked up a bottle of beer and swung it towards Chen Yang's head.

"Yangzi, be careful." Qin Ruannuan shouted sharply.

Chen Yang stretched out his hand to protect Qin Ruannuan in his arms, and said softly, "It's okay, I can handle it."

After saying that, his right leg suddenly kicked out, directly hitting the knee of the man in the flowered shirt.

Before the wine bottle in Hua Shirt's hand could hit Chen Yang, Chen Yang kicked her knees to pieces and she fell to the ground.

"Ah..." Hua Shirt screamed and roared angrily, "Very good, bastard, try touching me again!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yang suddenly raised his right foot and stomped directly on his right wrist.

There was a sound of bones shattering, and the wrist of the man in the flowered shirt was crushed to pieces. He let out a scream that was not like a human voice.

"Okay, you still dare to hurt me, you are dead today, you are dead."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yang suddenly raised his right foot and kicked him directly into his mouth. Immediately, his front teeth flew out and the corner of his mouth was cracked by the kick.

"Ah..." The man in the flowered shirt let out a heartbreaking scream. Looking at Chen Yang, fear finally appeared in his eyes. Only now did he understand that he had encountered a real trouble today.

He no longer dared to challenge Chen Yang, and struggled hard to escape, but the next moment Chen Yang's right foot suddenly kicked him between his legs.

There were two muffled pops, and the man in the flowered shirt screamed in pain, rolled his eyes and passed out.

This man has been completely disabled!

Everyone at the scene looked at Chen Yang and were dumbfounded. This appearance was just making fun of people. He is really ruthless and doesn't talk much!

The bald men behind were also shocked by Chen Yang's thunderous method, but when they saw that the man in the flowered shirt was completely destroyed, the bald man immediately screamed,

"You bastard, you dare to touch my brother, you are looking for death."

After speaking, he waved his big hand and shouted, "Brothers, fight him, I will bear the responsibility for your life!"

After saying that, he grabbed the wine bottle and rushed towards Chen Yang with those few people!

Chen Yang stretched out his hand and pointed at the bald people, and said calmly, "It's just you, right? Very good, I'll put my words here, one by one, none of you can leave today."

This was the first thing Chen Yang said to the bald men after he appeared on the scene, but these words were filled with murderous intent, making people feel horrified after hearing them.

The bald men were shocked by Chen Yang's murderous intention and stood there stunned.

But the bald man quickly reacted. He glared at Chen Yang, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhai Sui, I can see that you must have a backer if you dare to be so arrogant, but let me tell you, if your backer can't protect you, today

This is your burial place..."

As soon as the bald man finished speaking, a arrogant voice sounded from behind, "Can I stand up for you, sir?"

Following the voice, a middle-aged man with a crew cut and a Chinese tunic suit strode forward.

The bald man shouted arrogantly, "You stand up for him, who are you? What qualifications do you have? Believe it or not, I will kill you..."

As the bald man spoke, he turned around suddenly, but when he saw the person clearly, his face turned pale with fright, "Han, Mr. Han."

The person coming was none other than Han San.

Han San looked at the bald head and said calmly, "Now do you think I am qualified?"

The bald head was so frightened that the hairs on his hair stood up. Mr. Han from Yuncheng was someone who dared to kill someone just by staring at him. How could he dare to provoke such a tyrannical predator?

He was just about to give in, but the next moment, hundreds of motorcycles roared up from behind, braking suddenly and stopping one after another. Soon someone jumped out of the car and quickly gathered behind Mr. Han.

Those people were uniformed in black suits, with cut-off hair, and all the watermelon knives in their hands reflected a cold light under the light, and a fierce murderous intention instantly filled the air.

Han San looked at the bald head and asked again, "Now, do you think I am qualified?" Mobile users please browse


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