"I promised she would come back." Zhang Yujie looked at the crowd and said, "I just stay in the medicine pool and don't go anywhere, waiting for the boss to catch me. Isn't that okay?"
"You are a traitor now, so you really shouldn't come in." The middle-aged man said with an embarrassed look, "It's not that everyone is deliberately making things difficult for you, it's just that not even the other members of the Wolf Gang are allowed to enter here..."
Zhang Yujie interrupted him and said: "No matter what, I must go in today!"
"Asshole, are you a little arrogant?" A young man said: "There are so many people in the martial arts hall here, how can you just enter if you want to?"
Zhang Yujie raised his head and looked at the second floor. He knew that Ni Sihui must be anxiously waiting for him to go back.[
"Brothers, I must go in." Zhang Yujie took a step forward.
Many people in the hall started to commotion and took a step forward to deal with Zhang Yujie collectively.
It was past seven o'clock in the morning, and there were only fifty or sixty people in the club, but it was still much more dangerous.
Everyone who can stand here is a person who has experienced hundreds of battles and is a registered official member of the Wolf Clan's martial arts hall. Anyone who can walk out can stand proudly on the street and be equal to ten people.
Although Zhang Yujie is extremely talented and has a unique talent in combat, he has made rapid progress after practicing in the hall for a period of time. His strength has surpassed most of the senior members of the martial arts hall. When he left the club that day, he was able to stand alone alone.
He singled out more than a dozen Wu-Tang members who specifically surrounded and beat him.
But today is different. Today, everyone in the hall is coming towards him.
Even a wheel battle will tire him out!
"Young man!" the middle-aged man said again: "There are so many of us, even if the former God of War Zhai Guang is here, we can't escape unscathed. If you want to force your way in, you may not be able to reach the medicine pool and you will fall first."
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Zhang Yujie knew what he said was right, but he still said stubbornly: "No matter what, I must go there."
To get to the medicine pool on the second floor, you must go through the hall.
The middle-aged man sighed. He had been practicing in this hall for the longest time, and he admired Zhang Yujie's enthusiasm when fighting. It was an attitude only young people have, and it also reminded him of the scene many years ago.