As soon as the people were all lined up and the sound of "ge" fell, Yaoyang punched out like a "tiger coming out of the gate" and went straight to the one closest to him.
"ah?"
The people who were singled out were all surprised. They didn't expect that Yaoyang would dare to take action first.
The one at the front was suddenly hit on the front valve by Yaoyang.
"Woo..."
He immediately felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, his entire face was ashen, and he couldn't even speak. He fell to the ground in great sadness, rolling around and struggling.
It seems that this is the only way to alleviate my pain.
"Beat him." "Everyone come together!"
The other nine people finally reacted at this time, shouting and taking action.
They punched, kicked, or pounced. They really didn't hold back and attacked Yaoyang one after another.
"Come if you are not afraid of death!"
Yaoyang shouted to cheer up, and punched out again, "following the example of a gourd", and hit the second corner boss who had recently attacked.
"If you keep doing this, you can deal with that loser Goudan in just two seconds."
The boss in the corner is about forty years old. He is an upright and strong man with strong muscles. He seems to be a "thug-level" boss.
Facing Yaoyang's fists, he sneered disdainfully and instead of retreating, he pushed forward with both hands reaching out to grab his fists.
Boom...
The next moment, the muffled sound of a fist hitting the body was heard, and the corner boss also fell down after Datun.
"I...you..."
The corner boss had more endurance than Datun. He wanted to say something, but his throat was hit hard and he still couldn't say anything for a while.
However, the onlookers' eyes widened, and from just two blows, they also guessed what this person wanted to say.
He probably wanted to say that Yaoyang was too strong, and Jeet Kune Do itself was an evolution of Wing Chun's close-quarters fighting, but it was faster and more ruthless.
He did catch the opponent's fist, but he still couldn't stop the fist's progress.
"Don't box with him, let's fight around him."
Some people also saw the trick and shouted at others to change their strategies and win by taking advantage of more people.
The corner bosses who stepped forward were obedient. After all, it was ten against one, and no one wanted to lose when the opponent was seriously injured.
It would be too embarrassing to lose. So the remaining eight people quickly stood far apart and surrounded Yaoyang, hoping to attack Yaoyang from behind and play a side attack when Yaoyang made a move.
"Oh!"
When Yaoyang saw this, he smiled coldly, like a poisonous snake. He paid attention to his surroundings with his eagle eyes, stood still, and stopped attacking.
The killer hero next to him saw the suspicion and spoke at the right time, loudly saying:
"Garbage is garbage. So many people are beating Brother Yang, but they don't dare to do it first. They are a bunch of garbage."
As soon as these words came out, the impulsive Corner Boss couldn't stand it any longer. He used his two whip legs at the same time to whip Yaoyang: one left and one right:
"Damn it, you stinky guy, go to hell!" "How come you're so slow?"
Yaoyang shook his head disdainfully, turned his body 180 degrees, put his feet outside, and pulled out violently.
Click...ah...
The sounds of broken bones and screams resounded at the same time.
I saw three legs swept together, and the two horn-headed bosses fell to the ground wailing in pain, holding their legs and screaming in agony.
On the other hand, Yaoyang stood still again, lifting the weight with ease, his movements were beautiful, and the strength he displayed was so sharp, he didn't look like he was injured at all.
The remaining six corner bosses began to beat their hearts. One of them, stupidly, even asked:
"Are you okay?"
"I forgot to tell you, I studied under Bruce Lee."
Until this moment, Yaoyang could no longer hide it: after some testing, he had already observed that the remaining six people were definitely no match for him.
Yaoyang, who had always been cautious, now completely relaxed his mood and laughed wildly:
"Hahaha... Based on your ability, even if there are dozens more, you still can't be my opponent."
After saying that, Yaoyang took the initiative to attack again. Straight punches, whip kicks, and elbow strikes. Yaoyang did not hold back this time. They were all the most direct attacks. Hitting the attack part will make the person lose combat effectiveness.
In less than two minutes, the remaining six corner bosses fell to the ground, wailing and losing their combat effectiveness in a short period of time.
"Win!"
"Brother Yaoyang, we won."
Killer Xiong and Guijianchou still didn't fully understand Yaoyang, and the development of the situation was beyond their expectations.
Seeing this scene, both of them screamed with excitement and beamed with joy.
On the other hand, the boss in the corner looked at me, and I looked at you, and they looked at each other, falling into silence.
"In the fist fight, it seems that I am the winner. We have a word first. From now on, I, Yaoyang, can only have one voice in this fourth warehouse."
The overall situation has been decided, Yaoyang is in high spirits and a little less crazy than before.
Bosses, look at me and I look at you. Just now you nodded with difficulty, your voice became a little hoarse and it seemed difficult to say:
"Yes, you won. From now on, our fourth warehouse will be entirely at your discretion."
From now on, it means that the rules of the fourth warehouse are about to be rewritten. From now on, a rule focusing on Yaoyang's interests will be established and implemented.
"Ha ha……"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Yaoyang looked very proud and began to laugh wildly. The laughter was small at first, then gradually became louder, and finally resounded throughout the fourth warehouse.
However, he did not relax his vigilance. People in the world said one thing and did another, especially when it came to their fundamental interests.
Just believe half of what you said.
Just like in many other Hong Kong novels, the person who wants Wu Shihao to die the most is Lei Luo.
These two people are sworn brothers who have burned yellow paper and worshiped incense.
Black you are the best, white I am the best.
They could send some small policemen to kill Wu Shihao with guns at his birthday party.
There is a reason why I dare to write like this. The discovery that reality is more nonsense than novels and movies makes people nowadays forget how to write "righteousness".
He also has his own interpretation of Yi Yaoyang.
One point in the difference is to shed your blood for your friend's mistakes. This is called righteousness.
Obviously, it doesn’t matter whether it’s Yaoyang before time travel or Yaoyang after time travel.
I have a bit of a disdain for the word righteousness.
He can have insurance.
After all, if he fails to do what he promised, he can flip the table at any time.
After all, as a prison guard, as long as he is reasonable, wouldn't it be reasonable for anyone to choke to death when eating or drinking water?
…………
"cheers!"
"Come, let's toast Brother Yaoyang together."
"Brother Yaoyang, you are really amazing. You managed to deal with the gang bosses in the fourth warehouse so easily. We will live a good life in the future."
"That goes without saying. Fortunately, I listened to Brother Xiong and was transferred from the laundry room to follow Brother Zhen. Unexpectedly, on the first day, Brother Zhen set a rule. From now on, if we follow Brother Zhen, are we afraid that we will not be able to "stand out from others?"
"Tell me, am I right?"
"yes!"
Inside the night duty room of the fourth warehouse.
This was originally a place for prison guards to rest when they were on duty.
But that night, a total of eleven prison guards gathered here, sitting together. Everyone had a bottle of beer in front of them, and nothing else.
But everyone's face was filled with excitement and joy.
Yaoyang is also very happy. He has already established a firm foothold in Stanley in his second move.