Yellow Fur also moaned in surprise. Moaning, the pain in his waist as if it was about to crack made his forehead covered with fine sweat. His pale lips trembled slightly, and he looked at Zhuo Yifan, who was looking at him condescendingly not far away, and the fear in his heart suddenly filled the air: "What are you still doing in a daze?!" Give it to me! ”

Huang Mao was frightened, and there was a hint of desolation in his voice, which made the gangsters even more frightened.

After hearing Huang Mao's order, they hesitated one by one, they couldn't even beat Huang Mao, let alone the strange man in front of them?

"Give it to me!" Huang Mao saw everyone hesitating, so angry that he smoked, and immediately scolded: "If you don't go up again, the boss will know that you don't have any good fruit to eat!" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone looked at Zhuo Yifan helplessly.

Their boss was notoriously cruel in Youda, and once he heard that one of his subordinates was disobedient, so he smashed his subordinate's head with a wooden stick and killed him. But because they are very shili among the old family, that person's family only lost a small amount of money, and their boss has nothing to do.

Thinking of this, they all made up their hearts, rolled up their sleeves and approached Zhuo Yifan.

"Aren't you afraid?" Zhuo Yifan smiled and smiled at the little gangsters who were close to him, the punch he just made was also considered to have his own layer of skill, and he couldn't scare away these people like this, which surprised him a little.

But when I remembered what the yellow hair said just now, I was relieved. Seeing that these people are not as hung as they imagined, they are just afraid of their boss and are tough!

However, Zhuo Yifan is strange, he just came to Youda, and he didn't have too much contact with others except Shi Zhenxiang, who is this person they call the boss?

The little gangsters looked at Zhuo Yifan's contemptuous eyes, and they all rushed forward in their hearts.

"Yikes!!"

They shouted loudly and with great momentum. But in Zhuo Yifan's opinion, fists and feet are all fists and legs. After punching a thug away, he supported the ground with one hand, and his slender legs drew an arc in the air, and the thugs who rushed up were all swung by this move, and the circle of a human shape gradually enlarged, and the thugs all shouted in pain, all of them were like cement thrown on the floor by a cement worker, smashing a circle of dust on the floor.

Xiao Huangmao was frightened now, who is this, and his martial arts are so good?

Against so many people, he beat them to the ground in just a few moves. It's even more terrifying than his boss's ability to make everyone fearful.

Zhuo Yifan jumped and stood on the ground. He patted the dust off his hands and said to the people rolling around on the ground, "Call your boss to see me himself." But I don't have time right now, so I'll leave first. ”

Then I jumped on the bike, and it swayed like a school gate.

Shui Yunyao seemed to have been waiting for a while, and saw the leisurely Zhuo Yifan angry and funny: "You are a big boy, why are you so slow." Kept me a girl waiting so long. ”

Zhuo Yifan looked at Shui Yunyao's delicate and disgusted appearance, and his heart beat wildly involuntarily, but people who learn martial arts can control their hearts relatively well, just gasping for a few breaths, but they are not out of shape.

With this feeling, Zhuo Yifan is no different from the appearance of the hippie little face before: "Yes, yes, my fault, big beauty." ”