Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

Quick, hard, accurate!

In the silence of the night, Fangfu heard a slight cracking sound of a policeman's chest ribs breaking.

The chief was startled, and so were the other three men.

Without pausing, Tang Yebai swung his fist at a man's jaw, knocking out a few of his teeth, the man fell to the wall, bounced back, and spit out a stream of blood.Tang Yebai stepped on his face.

His eyes were fierce like a devil.

"Tang...Tang...Mr. Tang..." The director stammered in fright, trembling with fear.

The two wanted to escape, but Tang Yebai grabbed them one by one, raised them up with one hand, and threw them on the bench beside them, one of them fired to hit Xia Chenxi.

Tang Yebai stopped him with his long legs and kicked him out like garbage. The man rolled around on the ground, hit his head on the corner of the table, blood was all over his face.

The other man drew his gun in fright, subconsciously defended himself, pulled the trigger and shot Tang Yebai.

"Xiao Li, put down the gun!"

However, it was too late.

Xia Chenxi's eyes were wide open, but Tang Yebai's figure was like a ghost, rushing up quickly, slashing at the man's wrist with a knife, he almost pulled the trigger, the pistol fell to the ground, and let out a muffled groan.

Tang Yebai grabbed the man's wrist, twisted it with his backhand, and broke the man's wrist.

He fainted instantly.

The chief and the rest of the police officers were too scared to move.

This is blatant assault on the police.

Blatant assault on the police.

Tang Yebai was single-handedly chopping melons and chopping vegetables at the police station to kill several very skilled policemen who graduated from the police academy, and one of them was holding a gun and almost pulled the trigger. fierce speed.

Tang Yebai dealt with the four policemen, stood up, brushed the dust on his sleeves, and looked at the four policemen on the ground as if they were rubbish. One fainted, and three cried. .

He didn't move the gun. Xia Chenxi saw a pistol on his waist. For some reason, she knew the name of the pistol, Desert Eagle, King of Pistols, and the king of pistols.

But he didn't use it, he just used this kind of close combat.

Play a combination of violence and beauty.

In fact, in a man's world, fists are king, and pistols are just a tool for killing people. The real competition with a sense of power is always fists.

Speed, beauty.

Tang Yebai was wearing a sky-blue silk shirt, black trousers, and his sleeves were half rolled up. He looked very elegant, elegant yet ruffian, tall yet powerful.

With his hands, with every move, he combined strength and beauty.

He perfectly interprets what is called the beauty of violence.

This person's skill can almost be used as a model teaching material for agents and mercenaries in hand-to-hand combat.

Lin Ran almost whistled. It had been many years since Tang Yebai had done anything. In recent years, he has become lazy, always using a gun, and there are often people around him. It is rare to see him doing something like this.

Really enjoyable.

Really, watching Tang Yebai fight is a kind of visual enjoyment.

The director wiped the sweat from his head, his face turned pale with fright, but this person was Tang Yebai, he couldn't afford to offend him.

He moved a finger, and the police station was wiped out like a fly.

"Mr. Tang, Ms. Xia's injury should need to be dealt with." After all, the chief has seen some things in the world, and he has finally stabilized. He just wants to get this Buddha away from the police station.

I can't afford it, can I still hide it?

Tang Yebai swept them indifferently, "You guys know how to deal with the monitors tonight."