C392 Fierce and Fierce

"Fuck him, fuck him. . . "

Finally, he found a punching bag. He lowered his head and called out to the cripple. The two of them simultaneously pounced from behind.

At that moment, Zhao Xiaoming's heart was beating fast. He was covered in sweat. When he suddenly saw the person behind Huang Guzhu, a bad omen flashed through his mind. He immediately closed his eyes nervously.

However, don't underestimate him. This fellow placed his feet on the accelerator and closed it tightly, ready to escape at any time.

"Two useless soldier ruffians, sigh. . . "

When they were about a foot away, the yellow pillar didn't move at all. His heart was burning with anger. Looking at the skills of these two fellows, they were even worse than the bandits from that night. He could not help but feel somewhat disappointed.

Cripple stepped on the ground with one leg. Out of habit, he used that crippled leg to kick at the yellow root pillar.

Don't look at his broken leg. That was caused by an old injury. It didn't affect his strength at all.

He had already kicked Old Huang's clothes. The yellow pillar flashed lightly and caught the leg in an instant. It still did not move.

Almost at the same time, the tooth was split into two. Feng's ears were ringing. He jumped and attacked.

"Throat Locking Back!"

Huang Yuanzhu's face was extremely gloomy. He threw out a sentence from the corner of his mouth and extended his long arm.

He grabbed the jaw of the tooth pendant and turned it gently. He grabbed the neck of the tooth pendant.

Although Fang Ya had been using that thing for a long time and weighed more than 100 kilograms, when he was pulled by the yellow root, his feet immediately left the ground. Then, he felt that his entire body was being pulled by some kind of force, and his body began to tilt. And then. . .

His head fell to the ground. His forehead hurt terribly, but his leg was still in the yellow root's hand.

A beautiful tracheotomy. It was agilely used by Huang Guzhu to make him fall.

Fang Jizi's hands were pressed onto the ground as he desperately moved. When he thought of it, he felt as if his knees were being grabbed by someone and he could not move at all.

Everyone was dumbfounded. What kind of person was this? He looked so relaxed. He had a leg in his armpit, and one of his hands was grabbing another person's knee. That pair of big hands was twice the size of a normal person's.

All of them opened their mouths wide. One of them was a short man, and his eyes were narrowed. A voice suddenly appeared in his head: "Just now, I attacked the most. He will definitely look for me. Let's go all out. . . "

With this thought in mind, this fellow suddenly reached for his waist from behind.

However, his palm was suddenly suspended in the air. He lowered his head to look and discovered that he had actually used his left hand to touch it.

It was over. Only now did the fellow realize that he was extremely nervous. His palm was trembling and he was simply unable to pick up his spear.

Huang Yuanzhu looked coldly at the crowd. His expression was calm, and he seemed to be smiling a little. He had a look of disdain on his face.

This guy was extremely strong, and his attacks were fierce.

However, after the thrilling experience just now, many people slowly saw his face. Many people felt that there was nothing new about him. It was just that he was tall and strong.

When he looked at Monika and was about to ask if she was alright, he heard a sound of something breaking through the air.

"There's a sneak attack!"

Huang Yuanzhu was shocked and immediately sent out a warning. He gently pushed open the jaw and slightly leaned to the side. His hands were naturally placed and he could clearly see that it was the tooth opening's round hand.

Someone handed over a foot-long steel pipe to the tooth opening.

"Go to hell, Chinaman. " The man shouted angrily. The steel pipe in his hand was aimed at the man's head.

Huang Yuanzhu gently raised his palm. His speed was not too fast. No one noticed that the palm was slowly changing in the air as it went up against the steel pipe.

Grabbing onto the steel pipe, he didn't use much strength at all. It was almost as if he had received it.

Holding the steel pipe in his hand, he gently raised it in front of his eyes. He looked at the people around him and casually said:

"Ah, the quality of your place was quite good just now. "

Fang Jizi's leg was still in his arms. Just as he was about to pull it out forcefully, he realized that he could not move at all. Hence, he whispered with a smile, "Yes, yes, quality. . . "

"Then let me see the quality of your leg?"

Huang Yuanzhu had a stubborn temper and said fiercely.

He continued to hold onto the cripple's legs. With both hands holding onto the steel pipes, he pressed down on his legs.

A burst of intense pain assaulted him as the cripple cried out in pain: "Ah, it hurts so much. Boss, please spare me. Boss, please spare me. "

In everyone's eyes, Huang Guzhu would never spare him. He would definitely beat him up a few times to vent his anger. However, they had all guessed wrong. Huang Guzhu pushed him away violently. Seeing him fall to the ground, he snorted coldly and said:

"Useless thing. "

After saying that, he gently raised the steel pipe in his hands. After making a circle, he held it in front of his chest with both hands. In front of him, he gently exerted force and gently exerted force. In the blink of an eye, under the shocked eyes that were about to pop out of their sockets, the incomparably strong steel pipe was twisted into a fried dough bit by bit!

"Brother, this fellow is too fierce. He won't make a move against us in a while. "

On the west side, a platoon leader officer whispered to someone else.

It wasn't just him. The others also felt that this fellow was troublesome. His attacks were fierce, and his next step would definitely be rough.

"From both sides, Munk is my brother. His people can't be ignored. " In the darkness, another person echoed.

Three or four figures walked over as if they were watching a show. Diana saw it with a glance and realized that the situation was not good. She anxiously shouted, "Attention, attention. . . "

Huang Yuanzhu calmly turned his head to look and only then did he realize that there were already several layers of people surrounding him. Monika and the rest were also surrounded by human walls. He fiercely pushed the cripple away and turned around to display a beautiful fighting style as he said in a deep voice:

"Come over, it's fine even if you all come up. "

This fellow had a fierce aura. No one was afraid. However, when they saw the black mass of people and the ruthless faces, they immediately felt the pressure increase. However, at this moment, they heard an inexplicable voice shouting.

It was the sound of a loudspeaker.

"Get lost, get lost. . . "

Zhao Xiaoming held the megaphone with one hand, his face filled with joy.

This guy directly hung up the second block and lightly stepped on the accelerator. He crashed into the people in front of him.

The wheels of the car flew around and produced a loud sound. This fellow did not care at all and directly rammed into them, shouting excitedly: "Pretending to be dead, you guys, these. . . "

The car was five to six meters away from the people in front of it. If they hit it like this, the glass would be bulletproof. Even if they shot, it would be a waste.

Seeing the front of the car approaching, a few soldiers were stunned. They did not care if there were people around them or not. They turned around and pushed the person to run away. Suddenly, there was a loud noise:

"Move aside, move aside. . . "

It seemed like he was going to crush a few of them to death. Zhao Xiaoming's mind was getting more and more excited. "These guys who don't care about the law, if I don't kill the few of you, will you know my classmate Xiaoming?"