Go call someone?
Huang Zhendong's face was full of grief and anger. He was really bullied today.
He felt very uncomfortable and aggrieved.
But he also knew that talking nonsense would be a loss of face.
So Huang Zhendong endured the pain and took out the phone and shouted: "Boy, wait."
He wants to call people, and he wants to seek justice.
Yang Qianqian and the others were shocked and looked at Ye Fei like a fool.
To give up when things don't work out or to take advantage of the opportunity to run away, and to continue to challenge the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, is really out of the blue.
If Ye Fei could fight again, could he win fifteen people, or fifty people?
Five hundred?
Yuan Jing also changed from being surprised to being joking. She didn't know how to advance or retreat, was reckless and impulsive, and was destined to be a nobody all her life.
Ye Fei ignored Huang Zhendong and the others, and just stood there and kept running the "Tai Chi Sutra".
In addition to regaining his energy and physical strength as soon as possible, he also needed to suppress the cruelty and murderous intention in his heart.
He felt that the fire that had been suppressed in the morning was burning brightly again.
If you don't vent this fire, you will seriously burn yourself.
Could it be that there was too little white light and an imbalance of yin and yang, causing him to change?
"Woo--" As Ye Fei's thoughts were turning, the Sihai Building boiled up again, and a tough man in his twenties rushed out dragging a steel pipe.
Then, eight vans also arrived on the street.
Huang Zhendong also called back all the key people working outside.
The car door opened, and out came more than 70 thugs from all over the world. They were not big and round, but their faces were full of violence. At first glance, they looked like thugs who were trying to show off their violence.
Without saying a word, they took out their gloves and masks and put them on.
Then, they dragged out several large boxes from the carriage, threw them on the ground, and opened them. They were all filled with titanium alloy swing sticks.
One person takes one, slaps it in the palm of his hand, and makes a snapping sound.
Professional and ruthless.
Yang Qianqian and the others sneered again and waited to see Ye Fei's misfortune.
In their opinion, Ye Fei shouldn't be so awesome.
The vendors hurriedly closed their doors. Those who were bold enough dared to sneak a glance at these ruthless people, while those who were less courageous simply hid for fear of harming the fish in the pond.
When Huang Zhendong saw the reinforcements coming, he immediately felt confident. He pointed his finger at Ye Fei and shouted: "Brothers, destroy this kid..." More than a hundred people surrounded Ye Fei.
"Whoosh -" Ye Fei didn't talk nonsense at all, and his body was knocked out like a cannonball, instantly overturning the gesticulating Huang Zhendong.
"Ouch -" Huang Zhendong fell directly and flew out, knocking over a dozen people and falling to the ground in an indescribable embarrassment.
Dozens of thugs hesitated for a moment, then roared at the same time.
"Kill--" They waved their sticks and rushed towards Ye Fei.
Ye Fei fought back.
Although there were dozens of people on the other side, Ye Fei was not afraid. He was running the "Tai Chi Sutra" and his fighting power was endless.
One is worth ten.
Several thugs rushing in front found themselves flying into the air before their sticks hit Ye Fei's body, and then they felt huge pain.
Landed with a crash! His ribs were broken.
Ye Fei was extremely fast and could reach the distance of more than ten meters in an instant.
Close combat.
Ye Fei grabbed a stick and waved it like a shooting star.
The sound of the wind is as fast as lightning.
"Bang bang bang——" The six thugs felt a pain in their heads and fell to the ground screaming.
Blood flowed from his forehead.
Ye Fei did not stop, turned around, and swept towards a dozen people.
Fast and hard.
"Ah——" There was another series of screams all around.
A dozen thugs covered their severed hands and backed away, all their sticks falling to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people were eliminated, showing Ye Fei's toughness.
Huang Zhendong was in a trance. He was at the scene, but he didn't see clearly how he took action.
He began to feel that Ye Fei was a bit evil.
Yang Qianqian and the others were similarly surprised. They originally thought that Ye Fei would be submerged, or that his skin would peel off even if he didn't die.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fei was so fierce that he knocked down the charging thugs with just a few sticks.
"how so?"
Yuan Jing murmured to herself: "How could this happen?"
In her opinion, Ye Fei must have lost badly today. Even if he could defeat ten or twenty people, he would not be able to defeat a hundred people.
But in the current situation, Ye Fei is really one against a hundred.
When did Ye Fei become so powerful?
This ex-boyfriend who once knelt in front of her and begged to borrow 100,000 yuan seemed to be counterattacking all the way and wanted to grow to a level that no one of her could reach.
She couldn't accept it.
"continue!"
More than 20 people were thrown to the ground. Ye Fei was not happy or excited, but just raised his fingers towards Huang Zhendong.
Huang Zhendong was furious: "Come on!"
As soon as the voice fell, dozens more people rushed over.
"boom!"
In the unconcealable shock of everyone, Ye Fei moved his steps, swayed his body, and kicked one person seven or eight meters away.
Then came another volley kick, and the opponent fell like a winter melon.
Then, Ye Fei rushed into the crowd and waved his stick.
Huang Zhendong and the others couldn't see the shadow of the swing stick at all.
What their eyes saw was a ray of light flying around Ye Fei, like a silver snake dancing wildly, like a giant dragon soaring.
Screams and panic soon became the main melody.
The scene will be as chaotic as it needs to be.
No one expected that dozens of fierce men would still be unable to suppress one person.
More than 20 thugs who rushed forward were knocked to the ground again by Ye Fei.
Each and every one of them either had their arms and legs cut off or their brains were damaged.
The last ray of the setting sun drew Ye Fei's body into a beautiful arc.
Yuan Jing looked slightly dazed and felt increasingly uncomfortable.
No, no, I don't accept it... "When--" At this moment, the swing stick stretched forward to hold the seven steel pipes that had been smashed down, and Ye Fei then spun out with his kick.
"boom!"
The eight people suddenly fell into the open space! Invincible! Ye Fei looked at the remaining thugs and sneered: "Continue!"
The cold and impersonal words struck Huang Zhendong and the others hard in their hearts.
To be continued...