Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 445 is really too arrogant.

At this time, the two sides of them were also clearly distinguished.

Because the people in the military compound and people like Lin Junsheng are not from the same world, if Yang Xiaole hadn't asked Li Baoguo to shake people today.

The two sides can't come together.

A group of people cheering behind me.

When we arrived at the place, we saw many people densely packed in the woods ahead.

Both have guys in their hands.

Of course, they are not bad here either, they all carry something to defend themselves.

The two groups met, and the leader was the little bastard he had beaten.

The war is about to start.

"Dalong, you can't do it anymore! You actually let people from the compound come over, it's so embarrassing for you!"

Suddenly, someone from the little bastard opposite spoke and said to Lin Junsheng.

After saying that, he smiled at Sun Ming and said: "Brother Dao, I respect you as an old-timer. Please don't get involved in today's affairs. Why do you have to wade into this muddy water!"

In this situation, the boss usually doesn't speak.

Naturally, someone was talking next to me.

Lin Junsheng said nothing.

But Sun Ming smiled and said: "You little bastard, don't say those useless things, just draw a path! How to solve today's matter?"

If there were so many people fighting, things would become big.

The little bastard smiled when he saw this.

And a person next to him spoke: "Sun Ming, who do you think you are? If I respect you and call you an old man, if I don't respect you, it means you are all old."

"Thief Sun, you are really looking for a fight, aren't you! Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Seeing that the boss was insulted, Heizi naturally spoke.

"Thief Sun, who are you talking about!"

"You bastard, you want to die..."

……

People on both sides started arguing with the things in their hands, and the things even touched each other.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he looked at the other person and smiled and said, "What's wrong? Now you're pretending to be more serious and silent? Why weren't you so confident when you were beaten just now?"

These words made the little bastard pretending to be angry.

Someone next to him answered and said, "Bah! That was your sneak attack just now. It's not a shame to attack someone from behind!"

The steps went down, and at this moment, the little bastard said: "Okay, you can draw a clear path, and things will be better now if it is impossible. I agree, and my brothers will not agree either." Yes, isn’t it?”

Finally shouted.

"Yes!"

One or two hundred people behind shouted.

The momentum is quite loud.

Yang Xiaole always gave the other party a warning at the critical moment: "Okay, okay, stop shouting, isn't it amazing how loud you are? Compared with the number of people, we here are twice as many as you, brothers, isn't it?"

"Yes!"

The people behind him naturally followed suit.

Louder.

This made the people on the other side look at each other.

If the opponent hadn't been twice as big as them, they would have probably started doing it just now.

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaole pointed directly at the opponent and said: "Okay, let me make a clear distinction today! Then you can pick out the ten most capable fighters here, and you can take them as you please! I am the only one here, and everyone on either side will fall." Now, just call me grandpa!”

Then he said with a smile: "If you lose, remember to call me Master Hao when we meet in the future! Do you hear me? I lost, so I call you Master! I'm still at your disposal!"

As soon as these words came out, both sides became quiet.

Looking at each other.

I have seen crazy people, but I have never seen such crazy people.

"Uncle Haozi! (Xiao Le!)"

Brother Dao, Dalong, and Chen Xiaolu were also worried for a while.

You didn’t fight like this!

Lin Junsheng was also worried for a while.

He can also fight, but it is his limit against three or five people. Ten of them will be beaten to death by random punches.

Yang Xiaole smiled nonchalantly and ignored these people.

He shouted to the quiet people opposite: "Isn't ten enough? Then twenty! Isn't that enough? It's not enough, you tell me!"

Arrogant, too arrogant.

Not only the people opposite him, but also people like Chen Xiaolu felt that he was too arrogant.

You little bastards, these people have their heads blown.

For them, if life and face can be hesitant, they will hesitate life.

But in this case.

When your mind gets hot, it means that face is more important than life, and it has come to this point. If you don't agree, you will lose face.

The little bastard pretended for a long time, and by this time his eyes were blood red.

He looked at him and said, "You are seeking death!"

He wasn't joking.

Yang Xiaole also knew that what the other party said was not a joke.

In this situation, with the temper of the little bastard, someone would really die.

Then he directly greeted the person behind him: "Jiang, leave some room! The space is too small to use."

After hearing this, everyone stepped back in confusion.

Seeing the look Yang Xiaole gave, Lin Junsheng could only ask the people to step back and wait and see what the situation was like.

He also felt that Yang Xiaole was too reckless.

It's obvious that he can't do it. If he tries to save someone later, he will lose face.

But it's okay.

One to ten!

It’s not too shameful.

When the little bastard saw this, he also started to make people retreat, and at the same time, he cleared out twenty people.

I heard the little bastard laugh and say: "Don't you like to pick out elements? Don't regret it today, you said it for twenty people."

"You little bastard, are you embarrassed? Ten people are not enough?"

Dalong couldn't help it.

When the little bastard saw this, he smiled and said: "I've seen people asking for money, but I've never seen people asking for death. He asked for it. Why did he shout such nonsense? He gave up."

"You~~"

"Okay, okay, just twenty people! But I need a bigger place."

Yang Xiaole impatiently stopped the two from bargaining. "Oh, you are so crazy! Okay, let me help you! Move back for a while, so as not to bleed all over your body."

The little bastard sneered and said hello, and the person stepped back a lot.

Two hundred square meters were left on the site.

It's definitely no problem to stand with two hundred people and squeeze in.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole twisted his neck and slowly took out the cloth bag in his hand.

The nunchucks inside were revealed.

This thing seems to have not been used much since it was made, but I have practiced a lot!

And the little bastards, holding knives and sticks, slowly gathered around.

The whole group formed a circle.

Yang Xiaole looked around, smiled and started to perform.

"No!"

There was a professional shout from Bruce Lee, and then the nunchaku in his hand was danced into flowers.

For a moment, these people did not dare to step forward.

The dance is so cool.

"Come on! He was alone, and he fell down with just one stab."

The little bastard was worthy of being the leader. He shouted and rushed over.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he caught the fastest one and threw a stick at his neck.

"bump!"

A sound made the other party let out a scream.

But Yang Xiaole ignored them and hit one person directly in the calf with the force of the nunchaku's rebound.

Suddenly the sound of screams came over.

After all, there are too many people.

Yang Xiaole couldn't use his special abilities, so he could only let the wooden stick hit him and take the opportunity to get out of the circle.

It's good to be out of the circle.

As he retreated, he danced his nunchucks and looked at the little bastard who just came over.

He hit him with one blow and knocked the opponent unconscious.

There were too many people, so he had no choice but to be ruthless, almost hitting each of them with a stick.

People on the sidelines watched with bated breath.

So exciting.

I've never seen anything so fierce.

There were also some who fell down and stood up, so naturally he took care of them a little bit, for example, as a shield or something.

Sometimes he also used his fists and feet to attack.

One

Two
three...

As more and more people fell down and couldn't stand up.

People on the periphery were stunned.

"Peng!"

After the last person was beaten, Yang Xiaole arranged his clothes and walked over to the little bastard who had just woken up.

Stepping on the opponent, he asked, "Remember what to shout?"

The little bastard looked confused.

"What to shout?"

Yang Xiaole's voice suddenly rose in pitch!

"Master Hao!"

Dalong led the people to shout, and then others followed suit.

Quite impressive.

Yang Xiaolexu pressed it, then stared at the little bastard and asked, "What are you shouting for?"

As he spoke, he swung it out without looking back, knocking out the person behind him who had just gotten up to attack him.

But he looked at the little bastard.

Seeing this scene, the little bastard closed his eyes.

He shouted softly.

Yang Xiaole took out his ears and asked, "What? I can't hear you!"

The little bastard got excited when he saw this.

He shouted in humiliation: "Master Hao!"

"Hey, isn't this right! Okay, get out of here!"

Yang Xiaole smiled condescendingly, and then let go of his feet.

He didn't want to kill anyone in public, and he didn't want to have a chance to deal with it in the future.

And the people on the little bastard's side were also dumbfounded.

Twenty of them never fucked one person.

He shouted to the people over there who were still in a daze: "Why are you still standing? Take him away!"

"Ah? Oh!"

Hearing this, the people standing over there hurried over and carried the person away.

After a while, everyone over there dispersed.

Yang Xiaole then walked towards the stunned Lin Junsheng and his group.

Lin Junsheng blinked and asked: "Uncle Haozi, no, Master Hao! What are you using? A two-section stick?"

There is indeed a weapon called the Nunchaku.

It just seems different.

Yang Xiaole shook his head and smiled: "That's about right, nunchucks!"

Put the things away!

Seeing this, Brother Dao sighed: "It seems it's useless for us people to come here! It's unnecessary."

Yang Xiaole shook his head: "That's not true. If there are fewer of us, they will definitely swarm us, and then the situation will be uncontrollable."

Brother Dao nodded when he saw this.

They are stubborn people who love to play and mess around.

But I don't want to make things big.

The power of the iron fist is not something they can withstand.

But there are always some hot-headed people who do stupid things.

(End of this chapter)