Chapter 18 How Many Ants Want to Kill an Elephant?
The car door opened, and a man with a mustache jumped out first, and then it was Ye Xingyu's turn, but he stretched slowly.
Xiao Huangmao, who was sitting on the other side of the car waiting for him to get off, became a little impatient. He pushed his shoulder with his hand and yelled: "Why are you messing around so much? Get out of here!"
The force of this push was not small, but Xiao Huangmao felt like he was pushing a big mountain, and it did not move at all. Ye Xingyu still maintained his stretching posture, and was not affected by this push, and his expression remained the same.
Comfortable.
Xiao Huangmao suddenly became angry and yelled: "Fuck you! Didn't you hear me? Believe it or not..."
Before he finished scolding, Ye Xingyu turned around and glanced at Xiao Huangmao. His bright eyes were as real as a needle pricking into Xiao Huangmao's face, causing the skin of his cheek to ache.
In fact, Ye Xingyu did not use any magical powers, and the acupuncture was just a little yellow hair's illusion, but once Ye Xingyu's emotions were released from his eyes, it would indeed have a strong impact on the mental senses of ordinary people.
Xiao Huangmao was so frightened by Ye Xingyu's sharp eyes that he shut his mouth and did not dare to chatter any more. However, Ye Xingyu did not argue with him and took two steps out of the car.
The gangsters with ferocious faces and evil eyes got out of the van one by one. Tiger got out last. He was the leader, so naturally he had to be tough. After all the boys were in line, he slowly pushed forward.
Open the door and jump out of the car.
"Brother Tiger!" the gangsters greeted in unison, all of them energetic and full of momentum.
Ye Xingyu recognized this villain wearing a thick gold necklace at a glance, and smiled coldly: "So it's you?"
"That's right! It's me!" Tiger smiled ferociously, the flesh on his face trembling slightly, "I guess I didn't educate you well last time, and I turned around and pissed off Young Master Liang again. I must make you understand this time.
There are some people you must not mess with, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"
Ye Xingyu ignored him and turned to look elsewhere. A black car was parked there quietly. In the shadow where the light could not reach, Liang Shaofan was leaning against the car door with a stinking look on his face.
He raised his head with a joking smile on his face.
"You didn't expect it to be me, did you?" Liang Shaofan took a few steps forward and walked into the range of the car lights, and said proudly.
"No! I knew it was you a long time ago!" Ye Xingyu responded indifferently, looking at Liang Shaofan with no emotion at all, as if he was looking at a dead object.
"Fuck! You're still pretending to be cool when you're about to die?" Liang Shaofan didn't see fear in Ye Xingyu's eyes and expression, which made him very dissatisfied. He felt that the other party was trying to force himself, so he turned his head and hit the tiger.
wink.
Tiger tapped his chin knowingly, took out a cigarette, lit it, blew out a smoke ring, and then ordered: "Bamboo pole, Er Fatty, you two go and destroy him!"
Two local gangsters came out after hearing the sound. One was tall, one was short, one was thin, one was fat. Their names were very standard, and one could tell who was who just by looking at their body shape.
The bamboo pole bent down to search for it, and soon picked up a half-meter-long wooden cube from the ground. The Erpang relied on his own weight and pounced on Ye Xingyu with his bare hands. However, just as he rushed towards the opponent, he
He raised his fist and flew backwards ten times faster than when he came.
He really flew out. His feet did not touch the ground at all. He was kicked away by Ye Xingyu. His nearly 200 kilogram fat body felt like it was hit by a large truck traveling at high speed. It flew back more than ten meters.
As soon as he landed, he scratched a one-meter wide mark on the messy gravel ground.
The fat man who flew out had already left the range of the light and lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog, making it unclear whether he was dead or alive.
The gangsters who witnessed this scene were all frightened. The tiger's mouth was wide open. The cigarette originally in his mouth had fallen on his pants. The bamboo pole he was about to rush towards was even more frightened. He just picked it up.
The wooden square that I picked up was not steady and fell back to the ground with a "clang" sound.
"Holy shit! You dare to hit my brother? Are you tired of living? Brothers, come together and beat her to death!" Brother Hu, who came back to his senses, waved his hand and issued the order for a general attack.
A few people immediately took out the knives and sticks they carried with them, and the unarmed gangsters picked them up on the ground. Anyway, this is an abandoned factory, suitable for local materials, such as iron pipes, steel bars, wooden cubes, and bricks.
A few seconds later, Ye Xingyu was surrounded by a large group of gangsters armed with various weapons. Even Tiger took out a big wrench from the van and walked over.
However, it is useless. Can a dozen or twenty ants kill an elephant? It is obviously impossible!
Ye Xingyu was as agile as a leopard, easily evading everyone's siege and launching a counterattack. In only ten seconds at most, a total of twenty-one gangsters, including Tiger, fell down. They didn't even know how Ye Xingyu would take action.
I couldn't see clearly. As soon as I got close, I felt great pain, and then one after another became a trapeze artist.
Nearly half of the people fainted on the spot, while the other half moaned and groaned, but could not stand up.
Of course, even if you can really endure the pain and have the strength to stand up, no one would be stupid enough to do this. If it weren't for the pain being too much and you couldn't help but cry out, I believe everyone would choose to pretend to be dead, hoping not to arouse the fear of that terrifying young man.
Notice.
The situation reversed instantly. Just like the last gamble in the private room, Liang Shaofan, who felt the dawn of victory, once again fell from the clouds into hell.
Seeing a large group of majestic men being knocked down by Ye Xingyu in the blink of an eye, Liang Shaofan, who had never known what fear was, felt fear for the first time.
"You...who are you...?" Seeing Ye Xingyu walking towards him expressionlessly, Liang Shaofan's legs became weak and he almost became unsteady.
Ye Xingyu didn't answer him and walked towards him leisurely as if taking a walk.
Liang Shaofan was so frightened that he staggered back and repeatedly exclaimed: "Don't come over! Don't come over!..."
Ye Xingyu smiled, as if he didn't hear anything, and kept walking.
Liang Shaofan wanted to run and retreated to his car. But the strange thing was that the car was not turned off and locked, but the driver's door seemed to be welded shut. No matter how hard he tried, he could not open it. He was so anxious.
Liang Shaofan was sweating all over.
Ye Xingyu seemed to be walking slowly but actually walked very fast, and within a few seconds he reached Liang Shaofan. Liang Shaofan was so frightened that he leaned against the car door, his legs shaking like a sieve, and his arms crossed to cover his face, his face was earth-colored.
, he was afraid that he would become a trapeze artist like those gangsters, and then fall to the ground and never get up again.
However, Ye Xingyu had no intention of punching him. Instead, like an old friend who had known each other for many years, he lightly patted his shoulder with his hand and said slowly with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I just want to give it to you."
Thank you in person for sending me 800,000 yuan in pocket money!"
"You're welcome! You're welcome!" Liang Shaofan waved his hands repeatedly, forcing a smile on his face, but it was uglier than crying.
"Then...I'll take my leave first!" Ye Xingyu waved his hand, leaving a mysterious smile, then turned and left.