Chapter 528 If an apology is useful, why do you need the police?
It's funny to say that Brother Feng and the others had been watching for a long time, but after they got on the viaduct, because the van was not fast enough, they could only watch the sports car in front of them drive away, and their faces turned green with anger.
Unwilling to give in, Brother Feng decided to try his luck and still directed the driver to chase him all the way.
However, there was a small accident in the middle. Maybe it was because the car was going too fast. A tire that had been repaired many times suddenly blew out.
As a result, you have to park on the roadside and change to the spare tire, which wastes a lot of time.
Moreover, the durability of the spare tire is not good, it cannot run as fast as the ordinary tire, and the speed is slower than before.
Therefore, by the time Brother Feng and the others arrived here, Ye Xingyu had already finished his business. If he had come a step later, he wouldn't even have seen a ghost.
Brother Feng thought that this was God's favor for him, and the duck that flew away fell back into the pot.
As everyone knows, missing it is the best outcome, but meeting it is a disaster.
At this time, Brother Feng didn't know how powerful Ye Xingyu was, so he acted very forcefully. As soon as the person came over, he raised his palm and slapped the car window vigorously.
"Get off the car! Get off the car quickly!" Brother Feng shouted loudly, with an extremely arrogant attitude, intending to frighten the opponent with his momentum first.
Ye Xingyu looked calm. He just lowered the window and asked calmly: "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing? I asked you to come down!" As soon as Brother Feng finished speaking, he reached out through the car window and planned to grab Ye Xingyu's hair.
As a result, without even touching a hair, his arm was firmly grasped by Ye Xingyu. After twisting it hard, the elbow was dislocated, causing Brother Feng to scream loudly in pain.
Immediately afterwards, the car door opened instantly, knocking Brother Feng's body out and falling to the road.
"Ouch, it hurts me to death!"
Brother Feng held his dislocated arm and screamed like a slaughtered pig, rolling around on the ground.
The younger brothers were all dumbfounded and no one had any reaction.
Xiaomei was the smartest one. She was stunned for just a second, then twisted her buttocks to help Brother Feng and asked nervously: "Brother Feng, are you okay?"
With Xiaomei's help, Brother Feng sat up and saw that all the boys were in a daze. He couldn't help but cursed angrily: "What a fool! What are you doing standing there? Go and copy this guy and fuck him!"
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After receiving a lot of scolding, the boys finally reacted, but they did not immediately step forward to take action. Instead, they all rushed towards the van with a roar.
When they got off the car just now, this group of people were so excited that they forgot to make preparations. They couldn't wait to surround the sports car, for fear that it would run away again.
When it was time to use force, everyone found that their hands were empty and their weapons were still in the car.
The so-called weapons are not guns, but sticks, which are used by street gangsters to fight. They are convenient and easy to use and do not hurt anyone. They are actually a must-have item for home travel.
In the back compartment of the van, there is a large nylon bag. Once you open the zipper, you can see that there are a bunch of sticks inside, including square, round, long, short, wooden, and iron.
Yes, you can choose whatever you want to use.
After these guys got the weapons, they ran back again in a hurry. This time they were surrounded not by cars but by people.
Ye Xingyu was already standing outside the car, with his hands in his trouser pockets and a lazy smile on his face.
"Boy, hand over the money quickly, or don't blame us for being rude!" A buck-toothed man pointed the iron rod in his hand at Ye Xingyu and threatened him.
"Oh? Why are you so polite?" Ye Xingyu looked at the other party with a smile.
"Are you fucking blind? Didn't you see the guy in my hand?" The buck-toothed man shook the half-meter-long iron rod with a particularly fierce expression, "Don't wait until I break your leg, you will regret it."
It’s too late!”
Ye Xingyu chuckled, but before he could say anything, Brother Feng beside him couldn't help but lost his temper and shouted loudly: "What the hell are you still talking about? Stop talking nonsense! Beat him up quickly!"
After receiving the order, a group of young men stopped nagging and rushed towards Ye Xingyu with their sticks, preparing to beat him a few times until he cried.
But in the next second, Ye Xingyu, who was surrounded by the crowd, suddenly disappeared, disappearing out of thin air like a ghost.
"What's going on? Where are the people?"
All the boys were stunned, turning their heads and looking around, looking for traces of the target.
Xiaomei, who was standing far away, noticed the clue and screamed: "Up above! He is above you!"
When everyone heard the sound and raised their heads, they saw a figure falling in the air, arriving in an instant like an eagle spreading its wings.
Immediately afterwards, seven or eight young men were attacked indiscriminately almost at the same time. They were either kicked away or kicked down. In an instant, they were all overthrown and no one could stand.
A group of men all fell to the ground, screaming in pain. The sticks in their hands were unstable and fell everywhere.
Xiaomei and Brother Feng next to them were simply dumbfounded. They really wanted to ask: What kind of monster is this?
You know, an ordinary adult can take off half a meter vertically and can only kick out once before landing.
After long-term and effective training, the take-off height can be doubled, and two or three kicks can be kicked continuously in mid-air.
But the ability that Ye Xingyu showed just now has reached an incredible level, and is simply not like a human being.
He soared into the sky like a rocket, and in the blink of an eye he was in mid-air, as high as several floors. Before landing, he kicked out seven or eight times in a row, hitting the target with every move, without missing a beat, causing everyone to fall down in an instant.
What is this if not a monster?
Of course, if you think about it calmly, you can guess who Ye Xingyu is.
"Ancient... ancient... ancient warrior..." Brother Feng had forgotten the pain in his body, staring at his big eyes and making intermittent sounds from his mouth.
Ye Xingyu ignored the confused younger brothers, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked towards Brother Feng with a smile.
Brother Feng was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and had a chill down his spine. He didn't even have the courage to run away.
And Xiaomei let go of her supporting hands, put her legs together, and stood in an orderly manner, not daring to move.
It wasn't until Ye Xingyu stood in front of him that Brother Feng suppressed the panic in his heart, forced an ugly smile on his face, and stuttered to apologize: "Brother...brother, don't...don't be offended, little brother...yes
I am... joking with you, I sincerely... apologize to you..."
Ye Xingyu's smile did not fade and he replied: "If an apology is useful, why do we need the police?"
After saying that, before the other party could understand, Ye Xingyu raised his leg and kicked Brother Feng away.
The unlucky Brother Feng, like a human cannonball, flew across the wide road in an instant, hit the central isolation guardrail, and then fell to the ground like a dead dog. There was no movement at all, not even a scream.