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Chapter 480 Reinforcement of the King of Northern Myanmar

When the king of northern Myanmar saw this, he turned around and ran away.

Yang Baifeng's actions immediately angered the guards next to him. One of the guards shouted angrily: "Seeking death!"

Yang Baifeng glanced at him, then took a step forward and hit the guard directly.

"Boom!"

Yang Baifeng punched the guard on the shoulder. The guard's shoulder blade collapsed instantly. He flew out and fell to the ground hard. Blood spurted out and he twitched in pain.

Yang Baifeng snorted coldly: "If you dare to move again, I will destroy you directly!"

The guard quickly covered his wound and huddled on the ground, not daring to move.

Seeing how domineering Yang Baifeng was, the other Burmese guards drew their guns and pointed them at Yang Baifeng.

But just when they pulled out their guns, Yang Baifeng appeared in front of them like a ghost.

Yang Baifeng swept over with his whip leg and directly broke a person's neck.

Yang Baifeng dodged and avoided the gunfire of the two men, then made a fist with his right hand and punched the other man in the chest.

"Bang!"

"Pfft!"

Yang Baifeng's punch hit the man's chest, blasting his heart directly.

The man didn't even have time to cry out in pain. He knelt down straight and his body twitched a few times before he died.

Seeing Yang Baifeng's skill, the remaining two guards were so frightened that they quickly put down their guns, knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Mr. Yang, please spare our lives...

"

Yang Baifeng was too lazy to pay attention to these two people, and walked directly to the stairs and said: "Get out of here!"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mr. Yang, for not killing me. I will definitely repay you in the future..."

The two of them stood up quickly and ran out of the villa in a mess.

"What a bad luck." Yang Baifeng cursed, then walked up the stairs towards the second floor.

"Bang!"

Yang Baifeng opened the bedroom door and saw the incompetent and furious King of Myanmar North.

"King of Burmese North, long time no see, how have you been lately?" Yang Baifeng walked towards King of Burmese North.

When the king of northern Myanmar saw this, his face turned livid and he said angrily: "Yang Baifeng, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to take revenge on you, otherwise what?"

Yang Baifeng shrugged and sat on the sofa.

"revenge?"

The king of Myanmar was stunned for a moment and said: "What do you want to do? I advise you not to do such a thing that is seeking your own death. Otherwise, even if you are a god, you will not be able to escape!"

"Oh?" Yang Baifeng squinted his eyes and stared at the King of Burma.

Seeing this, the King of Northern Burma snorted coldly: "Humph, Yang Baifeng, don't think you can beat me. Let me tell you, it only takes one second for me to kill you!"

"Just try it!" Yang Baifeng said indifferently.

Upon seeing this, the King of Myanmar North took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, walked towards Yang Baifeng, and put a hand on Yang Baifeng's shoulder.

Yang Baifeng sneered, reached out and grabbed the wrist of the North Burmese King, and twisted it hard, making a crisp sound.

"Ah~"

The king of Myanmar let out a shrill scream, took three or four steps back, and almost fell to the ground.

He felt as if his arm was about to be broken, and the pain penetrated to his bones.

"Yang Baifeng, how dare you..."

Yang Baifeng sneered: "What? Don't you dare?"

Yang Baifeng said, pulling him into his arms with sudden force, and then punched him in the cheek, knocking him unconscious to the ground.

The king of northern Burma fell into a coma.

Yang Baifeng clapped his hands, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit a cigarette.

"Da da da..."

Suddenly, there was a burst of rapid and messy footsteps outside Yang Baifeng's door.

"Damn it, they're from the Burmese army!"

Yang Baifeng's expression changed, he immediately threw away the cigarette in his hand, turned around and ran into the bathroom.

"I didn't expect that there would be people supporting the King of Northern Burma now!" Yang Baifeng cursed secretly.

Soon, gunfire rang out outside. Yang Baifeng closed the bathroom door, locked it, and then quickly changed into an inconspicuous black robe.

"Da da da da!"

As soon as Yang Baifeng put on his black robe, he heard fierce gunshots outside the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

Yang Baifeng's face was solemn, he did not expect the support from the Burmese army to come so quickly.

Yang Baifeng had no choice but to dig out an AK47 submachine gun from the Burmese North King's room and put the AK74 on his back.

Then, Yang Baifeng opened the door, jumped down, and ran towards the stairs.

"Da da da da!"

"Pah, pah, pah!"

The two guards at the stairs were frightened when they saw Yang Baifeng jump out of the window, and quickly raised their weapons.

But Yang Baifeng was so fast that the two of them didn't even have time to pull the trigger.

"Da da da!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Yang Baifeng dodged to avoid the two men's bullets, then picked up a brick and smashed it.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The bricks and bullets collided together, sputtering and bursting into flames.

"Damn it, he dares to attack us, brothers, teach him a lesson!"

The two of them were stunned. They didn't expect Yang Baifeng to be so powerful. They immediately became furious and raised their guns to shoot at Yang Baifeng.

"Bang bang!"

Yang Baifeng was as fast as lightning. While dodging, he kept waving his fists and knocked the two of them to the ground.

Yang Baifeng went all the way down and came to the living room.

Seeing Yang Baifeng come out safe and sound, everyone had shocked expressions on their faces.

They never thought that Yang Baifeng could survive the shooting just now.

"You, you..." The King of Myanmar, who had just woken up, had a look of surprise on his face.

"King of Northern Burma, you went crazy and chased me for so long. What do you think we should do about this debt?" Yang Baifeng said calmly.

The King of Northern Myanmar gritted his teeth and glared at Yang Baifeng, wishing he could eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"Okay, okay, very good!" The king of Myanmar was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

"You guys, hurry up and arrest him!" several soldiers from the Northern Burmese Dynasty ordered.

When several people heard this, they all looked unwilling to admit defeat.

But under Yang Baifeng's cold gaze, several people lowered their heads and moved closer to Yang Baifeng.

Yang Baifeng sneered and said, "Who dares to take action?"

With that said, Yang Baifeng took out the AK74 from his back and pointed at a few people.

Several soldiers were shocked by Yang Baifeng's cold gaze and stopped one after another, not daring to continue walking towards Yang Baifeng.

"What? The elites of the Burmese army are actually afraid of me, Yang Baifeng?" Yang Baifeng looked at the few people sarcastically.

"you!"

Several people's faces turned red. How could they not be angry after being ridiculed so arrogantly?

"Why are you just standing there? Go and catch him quickly. I want to see who else in this world I can't offend." The King of Northern Myanmar roared angrily.

"yes!"

Several people raised their guns in unison and pointed them at Yang Baifeng.


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