In the small woods, a group of young people dressed in a fashionable manner surrounded two teenagers.
One of the teenagers with yellow hair pointed angrily at a young man.
"Xu Zhijie, you are just a grandson. You couldn't defeat us last time. What's the point of calling a group of hooligans from society this time?"
The young man laughed contemptuously, his thin Chinese face full of arrogance.
"Cheng Tianyou, do you have the nerve to accuse me? If you hadn't called your classmates last time, would I have lost to you? The brothers I brought here today are disciples of serious martial arts schools. They can fight with just a fist.
I can blow your head off."
"Ouch, I'm so scared when you say that." Cheng Tianyou squeaked as if he wanted to be beaten.
Xu Zhijie's face was unusually cold, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm.
"Grandson, later grandpa will see how arrogant you are. Senior brothers, please give this kid some color."
Cheng Tianyou's eyes turned sharply, and his thin body retreated behind Huangpu Xixian, and whispered: "Brother Xian, it's up to you."
Huangpu Xixian frowned and looked at Cheng Tianyou coldly.
He said in a voice that only two people could hear: "If you can't beat me, why are you talking?"
"We have to lose with dignity, right? I just took a closer look at their bodies. Their abdominal muscles and thigh muscles are so strong. If we really can't beat them later, let's just rush to the doorman's room."
The two people who seemed to be calm felt a huge wave surging in their hearts at this moment.
A few days ago, due to some personal grudge, Cheng Tianyou had a fight with Xu Zhijie, a second-rate boy from the No. 2 Middle School next door. At that time, Huangpu Xixian came to help teach Xu Zhijie a lesson.
This kid is a vengeful master, so today he brought a group of people to block them outside the school gate.
Without any preparation, the two of them were forced into the woods, and a battle was inevitable.
A young man with short hair and a sturdy build glanced disdainfully at Huangpu Xixian and Cheng Tianyou.
"Don't talk nonsense to these two little bastards. If you dare to bully my brother Xu, brothers will do their damn thing!"
Following the young man's order, the others swarmed forward and rushed towards Huangpu Xixian and Cheng Tianyou.
Huangpu Xixian seized the right opportunity and kicked the man with a flat head in the chest.
To capture the thief, capture the king first. He noticed that this man with a flat head seemed to be their leader.
As long as you take down the crew cut man, the rest will be easy to deal with.
However, the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny.
The flat-headed man took a kick but only took half a step back. Anger suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he waved his iron fist and greeted Huangpu Xixian's handsome face.
Lian Jiazi is different, not to mention that the seven or eight big men on the other side are all disciples of the martial arts school.
Huangpu Xixian only managed to dodge three moves from the iron fist before he was hit in the face with a left hook. A burning pain suddenly shot through his cheek. Huangpu Xixian was hit and took two steps back. His anger was instantly suppressed.
evoke.
He refused to admit defeat and swung his fist at the opponent again. However, there was a gap between professionals and amateurs. Before his fist even touched the opponent, he was kicked to the ground by the opponent.
"Brother Xian!" Cheng Tianyou saw anger in his eyes when he saw Huangpu Xi Xian being knocked to the ground.
He yelled at the group of people and cursed: "I will fight with you!"
However, as soon as his thin body took a step, he was kicked away by a young man next to him.
Huangpu Xixian endured the severe pain in his chest and staggered up from the ground.
The evil face was still wild and unruly, and the slightly squinted starry eyes were full of provocation.
He slowly raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his chin slightly.