As Song Bingyan was punched away, the entire Longxingju lobby was silent in an instant.
Everyone looked at the man in black in amazement. Obviously, they didn't expect that Song Bingyan, who was like a god of war just now, could not even block the other party's punch.
Not only the people in Longxingju, but even the middle-aged man in a floral shirt was shocked.
He had just seen Song Bingyan's strength. He was very shocked when the other party fought against seven or eight of his subordinates alone, but he was defeated so fiercely.
"Brother Tao, he... who is he? Why is he so strong?" After hesitating, the middle-aged man in a floral shirt couldn't help but glance at the man in black and asked curiously.
"Haha, you are not qualified to know his identity." Wu Tao snorted lightly, then turned to look at Song Bingyan who was lying on the ground, and said to himself: "Boy, aren't you awesome?"
"You..." Song Bingyan held his arm, and the heart-wrenching pain made him tremble all over. He couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
But under the severe pain, he still couldn't stop the shock in his heart.
He was a little confused about why the man in black who seemed to be unpretentious was so powerful.
You know, although his strength is not excellent, he is also a trainer who has been practicing fighting since childhood. If an ordinary person dares to fight against him, he will at least have to move his bones. But now the other party is not only doing anything, but he
He was seriously injured, which really made him feel a little unbelievable.
"Mr. Song, how are you... how are you?" Seeing Song Bingyan's forehead covered with white sweat beads, Liu Zhuang rushed forward and asked worriedly.
Wang Shuya, who had been scared for a long time, hurried forward and asked with concern: "Song Bingyan, how are you doing? Are you okay?"
"No...I'm fine." Hearing Wang Shuya's inquiry, Song Bingyan hurriedly endured the severe pain and forced a smile.
Then, he hurriedly looked at Wu Tao and said coldly: "Brother, I will admit defeat today, you can offer a price."
"The offer?" Wu Tao was stunned at first, then immediately reacted and smiled playfully, "The price I offered is actually very simple for you. As long as she sleeps with me for one night, I will let you go."
"Brother Cyprus, I'm scared." Looking at Wu Tao's lustful eyes, Wang Shuya suddenly lost her appearance and hurriedly hid behind Cyprus.
Song Bingyan's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He pointed at Wu Tao and roared angrily: "You dare to touch her and try."
"What, you are not convinced?" Wu Tao frowned.
Without waiting for Song Bingyan to respond, he turned his head and looked at the man in black and said in a deep voice: "Since he doesn't accept it, then you go and beat him until he accepts it."
"Yes." The man in black responded respectfully, then walked towards Song Bingyan.
Faced with the powerful pressure of the middle-aged man in black, he felt his heart beating wildly and his body trembled involuntarily.
He knew that, as he was in his current situation, if he was hit by the opponent a few more punches, he would be unable to save his life.
"I... I am a child of the Song family in Yanjing. If you dare to touch me, my grandfather will not let you go." Seeing the man in black walking step by step, Song Bingyan could no longer help and shouted at the top of his lungs.
For him, it was extremely embarrassing to move out of his family after he caused trouble, but now he has no choice.
"Yanjing Song Family." Wu Tao curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Even if Song Jing comes here in person, he will kneel in front of me and beg for mercy."
"You...you..." Hearing Wu Tao's words, Song Bingyan's already pale face became even more ugly.
Song Jing mentioned by the other party was his grandfather's name, but the other party's junior, but he was so rude, really made him angry.
If it were normal, he would have punched the other party in the face, but now he was weak and could only lie on the ground and sulk.
Wu Tao didn't care about Song Bingyan's face at all, but waved his hand. The man in black immediately understood and raised his fist and wanted to smash Song Bingyan's other arm.
Seeing this scene, Liu Zhuang, who wanted to come forward to help but dared not, instantly turned extremely gloomy and his expression could not hide his regret. Wang Shuya had already covered her mouth and her face was full of horror.
expression.
In their opinion, if the man in black punch fell, Song Bingyan would be completely useless.
As for Song Bingyan, he closed his eyes in fear. He didn't know if the other party's punch would be disabled, but he knew that the severe pain would make him completely faint.
"Are you a warrior, you bully an ordinary person, are you shameless?" Seeing the huge fist of the middle-aged man in black about to fall, a disdainful voice suddenly came from the onlookers.
The sound was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating, and it instantly spread throughout every corner of the lobby of Longxingju.
"Who, who was talking just now?" The man in black obviously heard it. He turned his head suddenly and looked around and shouted in a deep voice.
However, he was not angry that the other party was rude, but was a little surprised that in this little Longxing residence, someone actually knew that he was a warrior.
Although there is not too strict division between the martial arts world and the secular world, and even many warriors live in the secular world all year round, there are very few ordinary people who truly know about warriors. If you can see that a person is a warrior, then that is also
There are only warriors.
Thinking of this, his brow frowned slightly, his expression full of vigilance.
While he was thinking, he continued to scan around until a moment later, he suddenly focused his eyes on a thin and ordinary young man.
"It's you?" Zhu Ping looked at the young man in surprise. He was a little puzzled. The other party had no breath of a warrior on his body, so why could he see his warrior?
"Didn't it?" He frowned slightly.
Generally speaking, there is only one possibility for a warrior who can see his strength but he cannot see the opponent's strength. The opponent's strength is far higher than him.
But soon, he wiped such an unrealistic idea out of his heart.
He is now in the middle stage of external strength. Although he is not very strong among his peers, he is barely good. The young man in front of him is only in his twenties and cannot surpass the middle stage of external strength.
"It seems that it's probably guessing." Zhu Ping sneered in his heart.
After pondering for a moment, he pointed at the young man and shouted angrily: "Boy, I ask you, what did you say just now?"
"I said it." Cyprus responded lightly.
"Good boy, you don't think you are brave enough, but I didn't expect you to be brave enough. It seems that I need to teach you well for your elders. You can eat food, but you can't talk about this." Zhu Ping snorted coldly.
After saying that, he swung his fist and smashed it at the cypress door...