The battle continues.

The homeless men from the Eighth Block rushed out one after another, while Li Long and Li Mang stood tirelessly on both sides of the door, one came, one fell down, and two fell down a pair.

Just like a ruthless violent machine, it has no emotional color and frequent moves. Although it is not fatal, it is also terrifying.

The situation of the people who were knocked down on both sides is very different.

Li Long screamed in pain, and everyone fell to the ground, holding his arms and howling heart-wrenchingly. The bone removal method from China allowed them to experience the pain of giving birth to a child second only to women.

Li Mang was silent, and almost all those who approached him were knocked unconscious by a punch, leaving no chance to resist, and also allowed them to see what traditional kung fu from China is.

Shang Yang was still watching the show slowly without any worries. Without the participation of hot weapons, the two of them were both top-notch in China. Not to mention the special defense forces of some classes, they said they were second and third, and no one dared to say first.

Of course, this is in the current cognitive situation.

In my spare time, I can finally appreciate the scenery of this street. The building is not high, most of which are about four floors, and the walls are not painted. They are all the same as decades ago, but I have to admit that the quality is very good and it will not look too dilapidated except for the sense of age.

The road surface is not very wide, with four rows of lanes and street lights on both sides, which are not as bright as those in China. Everything looks like orange and yellow, like the light emitted by a very old-fashioned tungsten filament light bulb.

There were not many pedestrians on both sides of the road, and a few of them were standing in the distance and secretly looking at this side.

Overall, there is some depression.

"This...what is this?"

Uncle Dong put down the phone and was stunned by the thunder scene in front of him. In his eyes, Li Long and Li Mang were no longer humans, but monsters. The few people in front of Li Mang had already piled up into human walls and were all unconscious.

The people in front of Li Long kept rolling on the ground.

And the two of them looked calm and did not struggle too much.

He thought that this would be a unilateral torture, but he didn't expect that the result would be correct, but the direction would be reversed!

He looked at Shang Yang again.

He was not nervous at all. He stood quietly outside the crowd, and did not look like Xiao Shang traveling with his schoolbag on his back. Instead, he was confident and had the leader in control of everything.

"What are he...what do they do?"

Uncle Dong's legs became weak and almost fell to the ground. Sweat beads as big as soybeans on his forehead were dripping. He was not very clear about the powerful people on this land, but he knew very well.

For example, this is the world's second largest arms exporter.

Not only official, but also smuggling!

For example, this is the first popular area for the latest drugs.

For example, human trafficking is common here...

It’s not his fault for thinking too much, because normal people’s skills cannot be so terrifying. Only those who rely on their own skills can be so shocked.

Before he could think about it.

"Stop, stop!"

A voice suddenly came from the field. It was a white man with horror. Not only him, but there were more than a dozen people who had not come out. They had no intention of coming out again. They hid in the hot pot restaurant and trembled all over.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced!"

The white man spoke in broken Chinese and clasped his fists and said, "Dear Kung Fu heroes, I know I am wrong, I know I am wrong, please give me another chance."

"I'll leave, I'll leave now"

"And I promise not to come again in the future!"

He was so scared that he pissed his pants and shook his head left and right. He looked at Li Long and Li Mang for a while, for fear that the two of them would suddenly rush over and ravage him.

Seeing him clasping his fists, more than a dozen people hiding in the hot pot restaurant also started clasping their fists, as if only in this way could they ensure safety.

Li Long and Li Mang stopped slowly, but there was still anger on their faces. If they were insulting themselves, they could let go, but they were obviously bullying them too much.

Everyone looked at Shang Yang.

"Please don't come again in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Shang Yang raised his eyebrows and walked slowly over, without deliberately avoiding his feet. He stepped on it directly when someone blocked it. Another burst of ghosts and howls.

"Yes, I promise, I will never come again in the future."

Seeing Shang Yang getting closer and closer, his sweat beads on his face kept falling down his chin, his body began to bend, and his hands were raised and placed in front of him.

"But how can I believe you can stop coming?"

Shang Yang stared at him and asked slowly.

"I can swear, I can swear to God!" He raised his fingers and was extremely serious: "If I dare to come to the hot pot restaurant again in the future, I will be struck by lightning and will die!"

Shang Yang was almost amused by his swearing.

Unexpectedly, the swearing of foreigners is similar to that of domestic ones.

Thinking about it.

Suddenly raised his hand.

"Bang"

A slap fell on the man's face without hesitation.

The latter was beaten and had a dizzy head and bloody mouth and nose.

He said coldly: "Remember

, This is a punishment for you to despise the Chinese, but this is only the first punishment. If you dare to speak rudely in the future, do you understand when you hit you once?"

The man nodded: "I understand, understand!"

"roll!"

Shang Yang said a word lightly, then looked into the door and hooked his finger.

The nearest black man looked at Li Long and Li Mang, then looked at the mess on the ground, and walked out with a tough bullet.

"Bang"

Just as he arrived beside him, Shang Yang slapped him again.

Continue to hook your fingers to the person inside.

"Bang"

"Bang..."

After a few people, the remaining people were no longer reminded, and they lined up very consciously, one after another, just to get a slap and be able to leave.

According to Uncle Dong, this is called the rule!

In fact, we can only use this simple educational method at the moment, and we can't kill them all, but it doesn't matter. When we contact the country tomorrow, we will ask who has the weight in the eighth block and then we will deal with the tail.

The sound of bursting successive sounds.

Uncle Dong was even more confused and stared blankly.

The waiters inside were also fixed on the spot. Two of the girls had little stars in their eyes, and there was a feeling of indescribableness in their eyes.

In just a few dozen seconds, the remaining dozen people left and fled quickly.

Shang Yang looked down at the person lying on the ground and didn't say much. They had already taught him a lesson and there was no need to fight again. Li Long and Li Mang followed without hesitation.

When the two entered, both the howling men on the ground and the unconscious ones all miraculously stood up and ran away with their lives.

"Smacking"

As soon as Shang Yang entered, the two waiters with little stars were applauding immediately and exerted great force.

Shang Yang smiled at them slightly, then sat on the chair.

I just sat firmly for less than a minute.

"Crack"

The door was pushed open, and more than a dozen people rushed in, holding a rolling pin, kitchen knife, and stool in their hands. It was the group of people who appeared at noon.

"Where are people, old Dong, what about people!"

They looked around and didn't find where the enemy was.

Old Dong stood there, his mind buzzing, and he didn't know what to say at all. He looked at Shang Yang helplessly...

The old man in the lead was stunned, but then rushed over angrily: "Boy, it's you who are here to make trouble!"
Chapter completed!