Brother Xing didn't believe it in his heart. He was just an ordinary high school student. He doubted whether this guy was a reincarnated monster.
That’s more than two hundred people!
How could he wipe out more than 200 people by himself, and his left hand was still bandaged? It doesn't follow logic at all!
"Whatever you want to do, I will do."
"I...I didn't mean to do anything, don't mess around!"
"I didn't do anything, so why are you so scared?"
"I……"
"come over!"
Ye Xuan smiled and waved to Brother Xing, with a gentle expression on his face: "Yes! It's you. Don't doubt that I called you wrong. Come over here and let's have a good chat."
He was the fool in the past, but Brother Xing was not stupid. He immediately turned pale and ran away.
Who in Jiangming City doesn't know that Brother Xing is famous for his daring to fight and kill. When he first debuted, he chased four people down three streets with a machete. It's not that Brother Xing is timid, the key opponent is too powerful.
It's so powerful that he doesn't even have the courage to fight, so what else can he do except run away?
Unfortunately, his speed was much slower than Ye Xuan, and in the blink of an eye, a hand grabbed his collar from behind.
Brother Xing slashed with his backhand, but the machete fell empty, and he was thrown away by a huge force and hit the trunk of a sycamore tree nearby.
Ouch...
He doubted whether his spine was broken, but he couldn't get up after struggling for a while, and his heart and stomach were boiling like boiling water.
Ye Xuan walked over slowly, kicked away the machete that he could no longer hold tightly in his hand, grabbed his hair and pulled him up from the ground.
"Name."
"Fuck..."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Four slaps back and forth made Brother Xing's eyes full of stars. Two teeth jumped out of his mouth very actively. Ye Xuan still asked with a smile on his face: "Name."
"I……"
Brother Xing was about to curse when he suddenly remembered that his younger brother told him that this guy was slapped in the face every time he resisted because of his younger brother. This guy doesn't care about your identity or background, fists are the best language to resist and curse.
, the result of being harsh is a slap in the face.
So, he quickly swallowed back the words after the word 'I'.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Another series of slaps hit Brother Xing, who was stunned on the spot. When he came back to his senses, he felt angry and humiliated. He yelled: "Fuck your ancestor, I have stopped scolding you, and you still hit me..."
As expected, the third slap came one after another. Ye Xuan gently explained: "Who gave you the intention to curse?"
intention?
I'm not fucking planning a crime. Is it also a crime to curse someone before planning?
But Brother Xing really learned his lesson this time. The opponent's hand was so strong that his gums were almost broken after one round of slaps.
"Name."
"Wu...Wu Zhenxing."
"gender."
"..."
"Are you feeling itchy?"
"male."
"Hometown."
"Jiangming City."
"Not bad, I finally learned well."
Ye Xuan was not stingy with his compliments, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and couldn't help but laugh: "Wu Zhenxing? There is a fool in our school named Wu Zhonghua, Zhenxing Zhonghua, haha... Couldn't you be brothers?"
"Yes...he is my brother..."
"What?"
Immediately afterwards, the fourth round of slaps increased from the previous four to eight. This time Wu Zhenxing did not dare to yell, but Ye Xuan quickly gave him a reasonable explanation: "I think that bastard is not happy with him. He was still slapped in the hospital that day."
If I want to find someone to kill me, I should look for you, right? Yes! These slaps count as interest, do you have any objections?"
Of course he has opinions, but the key point is that he doesn't dare to express his opinions. God knows if he will continue to be beaten?
Wu Zhenxing wanted to die. The note he hated most in the past was now so cute in his eyes. He used to hate the note when it came so quickly, but now he secretly complained about why the police didn't come.
The fight has been going on for more than an hour. More than two hundred people are lying on the ground. What do the police do for food? They take taxpayers' money and do nothing?
And those residents, didn’t anyone call the police when they saw such vicious violence happening?
Is there any moral sense?
Do you have a sense of public morality?
Is there any sympathy?
Police uncle...help...
Brother Xing secretly prayed that the police would come soon, but unfortunately his wish was destined to fail. Zhang Hong had already said hello that no one was allowed to come.
"Why don't you say anything? Are you itching?" Ye Xuan looked at Wu Zhenxing, who was crying and his face was swollen into a pig's head.
"You...you didn't let me say it, I dare not say..."
"Oh, are you here to avenge your brother today? Or are you looking for a place for the guy who slapped all the holes?"
"No...I'm just here for an outing..."
"Take more than two hundred people on an outing?"
"Brother, how can you let me go?" Wu Zhenxing was almost crying.
"You know I'm an orphan, right?"
"I know, Xiaohua told me..."
"What do orphans represent?"
Gently patting his swollen face, Ye Xuan said with a smile: "Without father or mother, without worries, if you want to deal with me in the future, you'd better kill me at once. Otherwise, as long as I live,
You, your brother, your parents, your eighteen generations of ancestors are all dead, do you understand?"
At this moment, he saw excitement gleaming in Wu Zhenxing's eyes.
Wu Zhenxing stood face to face with him, and could just see the situation behind him. At this moment, Brother Ren, who had a grudge against Ye Xuan for hurting his son, was quietly coming over with a machete. Ye Xuan had his back turned to him and couldn't see at all.
Come on, even if he has ten lives with this knife, he will still be cut down, right?
In fact, even without looking at Wu Zhenxing's joyful eyes, with his current keen senses, Ye Xuan knew that someone was approaching from behind, and he could even hear Brother Qingren's excited heartbeat.
Peng!
The moment Brother Ren was one meter away from him and raised the machete, his big foot stamped on his stomach, and he turned and kicked very beautifully.
A sneak attack with an offensive weapon was clearly proof of murder, so even killing him was considered legitimate self-defense. In order to deter these people, Ye Xuan used all his strength for the first time today. So, Brother Ren flew away with a roar.
, the back arched at a weird angle, and a large amount of blood mixed with some solid fragments spurted out.
After increasing his strength by eight times, his punching force has reached nearly 600 kilograms, and the power of this full-strength kick has exceeded 800 kilograms.
Just imagine, eight hundred kilograms of force hitting the target with your toes, how devastating the blow would be?
Brother Ren was kicked sixteen or seventy meters away. Blood spurted out from his orifices as soon as he hit the ground. The solid pieces spit out from his mouth were clearly broken internal organs.
"Officer, you have to testify for me that this guy attacked me with a weapon. I was acting in self-defense based on a conditioned reflex!" Ye Xuan shouted to Santana who was not far away.
"how come……"
Shu Haidong, who had been in the car the whole time, was dumbfounded. How did he know he was in the car? How did he know his identity? He was so fucking amazing!
In fact, it was normal for Ye Xuan to see Shu Haidong with his current eyesight.
This morning Shu Haidong went to the hospital to learn about the case. Ye Xuan was staying on the first floor and happened to see the fat man when he was going through the discharge procedures. However, he was wearing a police uniform at that time and now he is in casual clothes, but that face cannot change, so
He was recognized immediately.
Ye Xuan was about to pick up his mobile phone when Zhang Xiaoshuai and Tang Ziying's family had already come down from the sixth floor.
Although they were told to stay at home and not come out, from the balcony, they quietly saw the sneak attacks that took place in the community. They saw with their own eyes that each of the gangsters had their assholes exploded, and then they saw a boss-like figure being raped by Ye Xuan
I slapped him wildly, thinking that the matter was settled.
"I'm about to call you."
Smiling at the shocked Zhang Xiaoshuai, Ye Xuan grabbed Wu Zhenxing's hair, pointed at Tang Ziying's family and said: "Remember what they look like, no matter what happens to their family in the future, you will be dead.
clear?"
"Ah? If someone else did it..."
"I told you, you are dead!"
"I……"
Wu Zhenxing almost couldn't help cursing, but when he saw Brother Ren, who was kicked sixteen or seventy meters away, even the fragments of his internal organs were kicked out, and had lost his breath, he obediently swallowed the words that came to his lips.
This guy is not something that humans can resist at all. He thinks he still belongs to the category of humans, so before he became Ultraman, how could he dare to confront Ye Xuan?
Zhang Xiaoshuai was shocked, Tang Ziying was shocked, and Tang Ziying's whole family was shocked.
crazy……
Really crazy...
It is true that there are people who know how to fight with three punches and two kicks, and can deal with three or two hooligans, but how can one person defeat more than two hundred people?
This is completely beyond the thinking of normal people. Even the elites of the special forces cannot have such strong strength, right?
What's more, he is just an ordinary high school student?
"Okay, now it's time to talk about the follow-up compensation issue." Ye Xuan smiled pure.
"What compensation?" Wu Zhenxing was dumbfounded.
"As you can see, I was seriously injured. I should have been lying comfortably in the hospital to recuperate, but because that guy with pierced ears harassed Ziying, I had to be discharged from the hospital early. This caused damage to my body and mind.
, and then you brought so many people here. You can’t understand the shock I received. Don’t I need compensation for mental losses? And..."
besides?
These reasons are enough, okay?
You old man knocked down more than 200 people and said you were frightened.
However, Wu Zhenxing did not dare to say anything as he would probably be slapped again if he refuted it.
"Should...should be compensated, how much can you say?" Wu Zhenxing just wanted to leave this hellish place quickly, go home and cry.
"My body, mind, and spirit have all been severely traumatized. Although I am an orphan, you can't say that being an orphan is inferior to others and worthless, right?"
"You are very valuable..." Wu Zhenxing burst into tears. If he said you were not valuable, you would be dead. If you said you were valuable, you would have to spend a lot of money.
"Actually, I'm quite fair. After all, I didn't suffer much follow-up trauma after my self-defense counterattack. You can't be too greedy. It's not easy for everyone to make money. Just take two million
Forget it, you can’t force people to die, right?”
"Two...two million?"
Even for Wu Zhenxing, two million is not a small amount of money. He said it was even less, and he was being lenient to himself.
"Yeah, I also think the compensation is too little, otherwise..."
"Two million! The promised two million!"
Wu Zhenxing, whose cheeks were swollen from being slapped a lot and whose speech was slurred, quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed the online transfer number. After entering the password, he said: "Hey, transfer two million to me. Brother, what's your account number? I'm here
Can't we just transfer it to you?"
Ye Xuan gave the account number to Wu Zhenxing and quickly completed the transfer procedure of two million. More than two hundred idiots who screamed in agony supported each other and took away Brother Ren's body together.
Until then, Zhang Xiaoshuai and others had not calmed down. Shu Haidong walked out of Santana and looked at Ye Xuan deeply: "Looking for a place to chat?"