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Chapter 88: Shattered fists into porridge

Totti was not trying to get along, or it wasn't intentionally getting along. He just had no experience and hugged Zhuo Yang first based on his feelings, and then talked about his subconscious behavior. But he did this, which made Zhuo Yang get hit several times.
It seems that the stuffy fist is obviously not particular.
Zhuo Yang pulled his face down, and Totty felt that he was inappropriate, so he quickly let go of his arms and still dissuading him: "Zhuo Yang, forget it, don't..."
There was not so much nonsense, Zhuo Yangli ignored it and headed straight for Mex who had just gotten up. He lifted his elbow to lift the opponent's cannon fist, hit the chest belt and kicked. Mex was knocked down again, Zhuo Yang
I didn't forget that there was another damn Panucci who just took advantage of the random things to pick up the bargain.
Punched straight through the gap where Panucci's arms fisted, "Baba..." There were four big mouths in one breath. How fast Zhuo Yang took action? Blood immediately appeared on the corner of Panucci's mouth. It was not a fight between life and life.
At best, fighting and fighting, Zhuo Yang would not kill him in this situation. He understood the rules set by Uncle Li back then, and it became a habit.
Mex and Panucci are both resistant to beatings, and the professional players are indeed well-founded. Zhuo Yang turned around and took the tricks handed over by Mex. Panucci rushed up from behind again, and the three of them were in the player channel.
Beat it into a pot of porridge.
Among the Romans, some wanted to help, some were busy trying to persuade them to fight, some were just onlookers and some were all kinds of monsters and monsters. Zhuo Yang fought alone among the crowd and didn't know who was kicking him several times.
Even if he admits his conscience on the court, he will not admit his conscience during a fight. Zhuo Yang, who is red-eyed, doesn't care about anyone blocking him. He just shouted "Oh--" and was beaten by him.
He hit his elbow against the wall and rubbed his cheeks straight.
Many Romans know that AC Milan people are not that easy to fight, especially in San Siro, which may be difficult to hold on if they make a big fuss, so most of them pretend to pull and watch. The only ones who are really fighting are
Totti and Zivo.
Totti is the king of Rome. He can't watch his family make a big trouble in other people's territory. He can persuade this to say that, and he is sweating profusely. Zivo was worried because of the fat Raiola, although he didn't fight with Zhuo Yang.
After getting along, he knew each other, and he was not right. Moreover, Ziwo would never be stubborn. He stopped others and did not stretch out his hands.
If Zhuo Yang relies on his kung fu to fight, it would be no problem for him to beat Mex and Panucci. He would be so relaxed and happy when fighting with the Polish team that year. But in a relatively narrow and crowded passage
In this case, Zhuo Yang does not have that big advantage, and the two main opponents are not weak, so they can do it.
For a moment, Zhuo Yang and his opponents were beaten hard to distinguish, and he was also beaten a lot, and Zhao Zilong felt the sight of Changbanpo.
There is no AC Milan player in the channel, which does not mean there is no Milanese. Although 29-year-old Del Tonatore is an electrician from San Siro, his personnel relationship belongs to Milano and his daily work is also in the base, and he is only responsible for the game day.
Ensure that the power lines in the e-district of San Siro are normal, otherwise there would be no one in Rosenilei. Tonatore witnessed the whole incident with his own eyes. After being stunned, he couldn't help but be angry at Zhuo Yang being beaten up. Then
He rushed into the battle group with his arms shaking.
The tall and big Tonatore kicked the unprepared Panucci out of the face in one encounter, but although the electrician is as brave as ever, his physical condition is not comparable to the professional players who exercise all day long. He has absolute strength and muscles.
The gap in closeness was very big. Panucci, who came to his senses, immediately beat Tonatore to his death. Moreover, although the rest of Rome attacked Zhuo Yang, there was still no obstacle to working as an electrician.
Tonatore was beaten and rolled and crawled. Although he still resisted bravely, the loss suffered a lot. However, because he attracted firepower, Zhuo Yang felt much more relaxed, and chased Mex and beat Mex up so hard that he cried and howled.
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Zhuo Yang couldn't stand others helping him but suffered such a big loss. In the crowd, he drove Mex to Tonatore, and drove a few arms that stretched out, and kicked them over without knowing how to fly.
Who did it? I took the opportunity to pull my head and twisted Mex's arm and picked him up. I took it a few black fists and threw Mex towards the group that surrounded the electricians.
A group of Romans who were taking advantage were smashed by flying in Hengmex. Zhuo Yang rushed in and reached out to help Tonatore up from the ground, and gave them two kicks to someone. The electrician was so miserable, with a face.
They were no longer like humans, they were so bloody that they had been swollen, but they still looked at each other with glaring, and they were not as bad as they were after being beaten. They were just a man.
Zhuo Yang protected Tonatore behind him, kicked Panucci, who was still trying to rush up, and Montera and Little Mancini, behind him, became a meat shield, and the three of them stacked into a pile.
"Mr. Zhuo Yang, don't worry about me, let me beat these damn Romans." Tonatore said behind him.
"Brother, what are your name?" I have seen it in Milanello, but I have never dealt with it. It is normal not to know each other.
"My name is Del Tonatore."
"Del, I remember today, I've taken all your brides. Anyone who beats you will have to pay the price. Don't fucking want to escape from any one." Zhuo Yang stared at the Roman enemy, his tone was not cruel but he was imprinted.
Spleen and lungs.
"You're just a big mouth, who can't escape today will tell you clearly." Mex and Panucci were really unwilling to fight Xiaoqiang. They braved blood and walked forward, even though they counted their appearance except the electrician.
The worst.
"Zhuo... Yang, I'm fine. Let's see how I beat the Romans." Tonatore was also a man who would never give in.
"Okay, let's fight side by side today."
“Very honored.”
Zhuo Yang looked at the dark Romans in front of him, looked at Mex and Panucci who were approaching step by step, stretched his toes in front of his left foot, raised his arms and crossed his chest, spread his fingers and palms inward.
, then slowly pull the posture and the palms are raised forward and backward.
The Romans couldn't help but feel a stern!
I have heard that Zhuo Yang is very good at fighting, but it is always a legend to fight. In the chaos just now, they could also see that Zhuo Yang is indeed very fierce. No one is a single-on-one person, but that's all.
, I was still hit by a lot, but now I was also full of lottery on my face. At best, I was a master of gang fights and could not scare these fierce men.
But at this moment, Zhuo Yang took off his posture, his whole person was filled with momentum, and there was no flaw in his body. The closest Meipa didn't know how to pass the trick. Zhuo Yang put on a terrifying Chinese Kung Fu style.
Transformed into a fighting expert.
Toti and Ziwo were almost crying, and more than half of them got on the head, the two captains could not control the situation at all, so they could only stop in front of them. "Calm down, everyone calm down." Including them, all
The Romans realized that Zhuo Yang was going to play really.
Chapter completed!
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