Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 71

"Uncle Hua—"

The young man dressed in hip-hop swallowed his saliva, his face turned pale, and subconsciously shrank his body behind the old man with the goatee.

Uncle Hua, the old man with the goatee, did not comfort the other party this time. His slightly cloudy eyes stared at Yang Chu, as if he wanted to see through the intruder.

"Hey, I'm not from the Number Gang, who I'm looking for has nothing to do with me."

Just when everyone was frightened by Yang Chu's momentum, Jiang Zuo, the old man in Tang suit who had been in the corner, suddenly came out, "I'm here today to talk to the big guys of the Number Gang. Since we can't talk about it today, then Reschedule tomorrow."

"Fan Dang Jiang, you—"

A Zidui talker not far from Jiang Zuo, seeing Fan Dang Jiang's performance, immediately scolds him.

"Let him go!" Uncle Hua, the old man with the goatee, turned his eyes, waved his hand, and suddenly said, "This is none of his business."

It's just that as soon as these words came out, the scolding character piled up and said, "That's none of my business, and I don't open a fan stall, and they didn't come after me."

After saying this, the person also glanced at Yang Chu, with a smile on his face, his body slowly leaned against the wall, and ran out quickly.

Yang Chu didn't care about the person who was sitting in the hall and ran away, just stared at the two people, Kuang Shao and the four-eyed snake.

In fact, he didn't care about other people at all.Whether it was stunned, pretending to be dead, maimed, or really dead, he didn't care.

Just don't get in his way.

"Oh, I broke my stomach after eating at noon, and I have a stomach problem."

Another old man sitting in the hall with a pile of characters, seeing that someone really ran away in front of him, immediately hunched over, covering his stomach with one hand and pulling a young man next to him who was still holding a stool, "Ajiu, hurry up, take me to the doctor. "

Two more people over the age of sixty who were sitting in the museum responded.

"Wow, I remembered that the clothes drying at home haven't been collected yet, so let's go." One of the people said indifferent words, as if he didn't see anything around him, and trotted towards the door.

"Old ghost, what are you running? You still owe me a hundred thousand dollars last time you played cards..."

Another old man who looked at the old and fainted, pointed at the one in front of him and cursed, but his footsteps were more sluggish than many young people, and he chased after him.After almost running out the door, he still didn't forget to turn around and yell at a young man who was his attendant, "Shenzi, what are you doing, don't hurry up and ask me for a debt."

The rest of the little horse boys, who were quick-witted and timid, quickly followed after seeing the person who was sitting in the restaurant running away.

But the others didn't move, they were all waiting for their sitting in the hall to speak.

"This this……"

The young man in the hip-hop dress standing behind the long round table, and the four-eyed snake behind him, were momentarily dumbfounded.

The two were not only shocked by Yang Chu's astonishing force, but were also surprised by how quickly the positions of those who spoke in the hall changed.

"These few have no sense of loyalty, but any society has such people."

The old man with the goatee next to him, facing such a situation, although his face was a little gloomy, he did not speak to scold or retain anyone.

If these people were all in their 30s and [-]s, they might still have bloody courage.

But now most of them are old and old, and they control huge industries one by one.

Moreover, although he is the "leader" in name, but all the people who sit in the hall know that he is a puppet and a mascot, and it is just to give some face on weekdays. Always listen to him.

This kind of thing, in fact, don't talk about these few words, even the "leader" Uncle Hua himself wants to leave behind Kuang Shao and the four-eyed snake and leave here.

But he couldn't really do that. First of all, he was the "leader", even if he was just a puppet in front of the stage, but the number gang's shelf couldn't fall.Second, if Kuang Shao, the youngest son of the former leader, is really allowed to die here, even if he can leave, the final result will only be a disaster for his family.

However, even though they were talking about the four-character pile, there were still six or seven people who were sitting in the library, either because of face or other factors, and did not leave.

"Then talk about it next time, talk about it next time."

At this time, Jiang Zuo, the old man in Tang suit who was the first to ask to leave, spoke up again.

Although he was the first to say he was going to leave, he actually fell behind the four-character pile of words.

When he walked, it seemed that his legs and feet were not very neat, so instead of avoiding Yang Chu as far as the others, he fled against the wall, but he was a little closer to Yang Chu's position.

But just as he passed by Yang Chu, Jiang Zuo's eyes flickered for a moment, his body suddenly dipped, his gray beard and hair spread out, like a predatory tiger, pounced towards Yang Chu.

"Ok?"

This time, including some other people who had not left the word pile, and Uncle Hua, the "leader", they were all surprised. I didn't expect this outsider to suddenly take action at this time.

Jiang Zuo, an old man from Heyi Hall, made his move, naturally not for himself. He came here this time to join forces with the Numbers Gang. If he can make achievements at this time, there is no doubt that he will join the Numbers Gang to deal with the idea of ​​crossing Jianglong. .

The palm of one hand turned into a knife, Jiang Zuo's withered palm poked towards the middle of Yang Chu's chest and abdomen, and the other hand spread out five fingers like eagle claws, but it was grabbing at the key point of Yang Chu's lower body.

This movement was fast and fast, and among the rest of the people, except for Uncle Hua, no one seemed to have expected it.

But Yang Chu's reaction to the outside world was far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Almost as soon as Jiang Zuo started, he kicked out.

This is the method of attacking the cold son in the dark legs of gossip. It is sinister and concealed. After Yang Chu uses it, the power is even more powerful than that of the original owner.

After kicking it out, it was unexpected again. Jiang Zuo, the old man who was looking at the old man, turned sideways to avoid Yang Chu's kick. At the same time, he stepped forward and bumped his head towards Yang Chu.

"This trick--"

Yang Chu was also a little surprised that Jiang Zuo could avoid him.

This move Jiang Zuo didn't want to hit his lower abdomen with his head, but used this iron-headed technique to cover up the one-handed attack from below to attack his lower body.

This kind of style of play can be used even by ordinary people in fights. The speed and strength of martial arts practice is fast, and if it is really used, I am afraid that some masters will be caught accidentally.

However, Yang Chu saw through it at a glance, one of the kicks was still in the air, the other leg suddenly bounced up, and his body jumped into the air, and Jiang Zuo was swept away with a leg sweep.

Jiang Zuo's old body slammed into the wall on one side, his bones were broken and his tendons were broken. When he landed, blood was pouring from his nose and mouth, but his originally cloudy eyes burst into an unprecedented brilliance, staring at Yang. Chu almost murmured:
"Good kung fu, really good kung fu. Even if I am 30 years younger and my skills have never been abandoned, I am afraid I can't do three tricks in your hands... I was in the Heyi school back then, so I should have listened to my brother..."

In the end, there was no breath.

"Does it fit together?"

Yang Chu's listening ability is very strong, and he can hear the last few words of the other party.

He recalled the speed and rhythm of the opponent's shot. Although he could see at a glance that he was neglecting practice and lacking in energy, the explosion at that moment was indeed far superior to that of ordinary people, as he had seen when Xia Houwu shot.

However, he has no interest in knowing the identity of this old man.

Don't talk about such an old man who might have something to do with Xiahouwu today, even if Xiahouwu stopped in front of him, it would still be the same.

Yang Chu's eyes turned to the remaining people in the conference room. Those people who did not escape were sitting in the hall talking, looking at Yang Chu's eyes, and suddenly understood at this time.

They didn't run ahead, and after the sneak attack by that fan stall Jiang, they didn't have any chance.

"on!"

"Fight him!"

The roar sounded, and several people who were sitting in the hall took the lead, and rushed towards Yang Chu like a madman, some who fought for their lives, and some who wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

Yang Chu calmly raised the Beretta pistol in his hand, and shot at everyone who rushed in front of him or ran past him.

He doesn't say how high his shooting level is, but his super perception and the Beretta pistol he has disassembled several times, the accuracy is amazing.

Screams and screams of pain intertwined.

The people in the conference room fell one after another.

After Yang Chu fired seven or eight shots in a row, the magazine was empty. He threw the gun at random, used the machete he grabbed, and chopped down the people who rushed in front of him.

The movements are neat, not fancy, and every knife almost wipes people's necks.

In just a few short breaths, in the huge conference room, only a few were able to stand.

And at this moment-

That "leader" Uncle Hua saw Yang Chu throw a pistol, and when he raised his knife and wiped it towards the neck of a person who was talking about a word, he suddenly took out an M10 revolver from his sleeve and aimed it at Yang Chu. The head pulled the trigger.

This is his life-saving trump card and the opportunity he is waiting for.

With the skills Yang Chu showed and the fact that he had a gun in his hand, if he took it out directly, he would either be chopped to death by Yang Chu, or he would be shot in the head by the opponent.

Only at this time, Yang Chu's Beretta pistol ran out of bullets and was still attacking other people. This was his chance.

There were two gunshots.

Yang Chu wiped over the neck of the last word, and suddenly felt the crisis.

Out of the corner of his eye, the muzzle flashed with sparks, the bullet was ejected, and everything seemed to slow down.

clang!
clang!
Suddenly two crisp sounds.

The machete in Yang Chu's hand danced twice at an incredible speed.

On the far wall, two grooves suddenly burst out.

Uncle Hua, the leader with the gun, and Shao Kuang and the four-eyed snake behind him, the three froze there, looking at Yang Chu as if they had seen a ghost.

Yang Chu held the machete in his hand, which was made of ordinary steel. At the edge of the blade, there were two small finger-sized gaps, which were about to break.

Knife cuts bullets.

(End of this chapter)