Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 489: To be a fisherman, you must have the awareness of a fisherman.

"Ятебя в ъебунахуй (I will kill you.)"

The hairy man roared and rushed over.

Yang Xiaole looked at the other party coming over and glanced at his own people who were at a disadvantage next to him.

A sideways kick to the calf.

"Crack!"

"what!"

A scream was heard, and Damao fell directly to the ground, howling.

Yang Xiaole grinned.

"Hiss~ Damn, it hurts."

It does hurt a bit. After all, I am flesh and blood, not steel.

But it only hurts for a while.

There was no time to think too much. I looked at the Maozi who was punching me and punched him back.

One punch hit the opponent's fist.

"Crack! Ah!"

This time the screams were even louder.

"Lie down, you!"

Taking advantage of the opponent's pain, he kicked straight over with a sweeping kick.

Da Mao was knocked down by the blow before he could react, and he lay there screaming with his hands in his arms.

"Get lost!"

He clenched his toes and kicked Maozi in the chest.

"Crack!"

Another sound was heard that no one else could hear, and a rib was broken.

I couldn't kick it with my feet, but I broke one directly by using the tip of my toes and the sharp edge of my shoe.

Maozi was kicked two or three meters away before he stopped.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

After the fight, Yang Xiaole immediately moved to the side and used another Russian to defend himself.

He couldn't joke with his own life.

If someone gets angry and shoots him in the back, it will be troublesome.

Fortunately, there were more than 30 people on the field in a mess.

They were scuffling back and forth, and it was difficult to shoot for a moment for fear of hitting one's own people.

Yang Xiaole wandered among the crowd, dodging occasional attacks and occasionally helping others with a punch.

"Xiao Le! Fuck him!"

Suddenly, a young man with blood in his mouth hugged an old Russian and yelled at him.

Yang Xiaole frowned.

Fists clenched.

After running over quickly, he stomped his feet on the ground, shouted loudly, and punched the opponent on the nose.

Suddenly, Maozi's nose started bleeding and he fell down.

The other party wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Thank you!"

Yang Xiaole didn’t have time to talk to the other person. He was just hit in the face and his teeth were hurt, but it wasn’t a big problem.

After beating one, rush to rescue others.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his neck.

The strength of the Russians should not be underestimated.

His face was strangled until it turned red.

He subconsciously stepped on the ground with one foot, sank his qi into his dantian, and stomped his foot.

There are several moves in Bajiquan that are not used in normal times.

Stamping your feet is something that is basically not used in the game.

Because some of the moves are too harmful.

With a kick that sinks the Qi into the Dantian, an ordinary person's arch can be collapsed by the sole of his foot.

The Russians are not ordinary people, but Yang Xiaole is naturally not an ordinary person either.

"Crack!"

He stomped his feet, causing the other person to groan and sweat immediately broke out on his face in pain.

The strength in my hands also loosened a lot.

"what!"

Seeing that the Russian didn't let go, the foot on it directly crushed it, causing the Russian to scream.

Seeing that his grip was loosened, he threw him over his shoulder. Maozi was smashed to the hard ground and couldn't get up.

He ignored the person lying on the ground and continued to help others.

"Tattoo!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

Everyone stopped what they were doing.

Because the person who had been watching nearby came over, it was obvious that things had gone beyond their expectations.

When people from the other side come, naturally people from this side will also come.

Song Lin came to the nearby fortifications with a gun in hand and a serious face, and hid with his men.

"Xiao Le, bring people back!"

The other party did the same and didn't dare to get too close.

Yang Xiaole looked at the people present and said, "Okay, let's go back. Be careful to hide and use your hair to block their sight."

Dogs will jump over the wall when they are anxious!
What about people!
The person lying on the ground was howling and roaring wildly.

The crowd slowly evacuated the training ground and returned to the fortifications.

He took the gun from someone else and stood there on guard.

Then Song Lin was heard muttering: "It's really a shame, but I'm afraid it won't work."

Yang Xiaole understood it, it was actually the same thing.

This is our place, they are not welcome here, please leave immediately, otherwise you will bear the consequences.

The people over there carried the wounded, yelled a few words, and then left with their men.

"Captain Song, let them go now!"

Someone muttered unconvinced.

Seeing this, Song Lin sighed: "Okay, we have always been the ones to be beaten, but today we have won a great victory."

Then he glanced at Yang Xiaole.

Previously, he was against Yang Xiaole's direct joining without going through the assessment.

Now it seems that I misunderstood.

Then he frowned and said, "Yang Xiaole, was he too heavy-handed just now? Will something happen?"

Yang Xiaole looked at the group of Russians who were evacuating and shook his head: "It's okay! They won't die. They probably won't be able to come here for a few months."

He didn't stop when he was beating her, but he looked at her specially after he was done.

There will definitely be suffering.

But no problem.

"Yang Xiaole, right? My name is Ma Hou, thank you for what I did just now!"

Someone in the crowd spoke up. It was the person whose mouth was bleeding from being hit earlier.

Yang Xiaole smiled indifferently: "Don't be polite, we are all family!"

"Oh, yes, one of us!"

The monkey said happily.

Song Lin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the man running away.

Although I know that not using a gun is an unspoken rule, who knows if the other party will break this rule one day.

So I am always nervous every time.

Yang Xiaole also looked at Maozi who was leaving in the distance and asked, "Captain Song, what should we do now? Should we continue fishing or stay on the island?"

"Go down and continue fishing. If they don't come later, we will go back and continue tomorrow."

Song Lin looked into the distance and explained something.

Yang Xiaole also shook his head when he saw this.

There is no way, the situation is not in our favor!

Otherwise, there would not be any fear of causing conflicts and they would not even stay there and would just leave after a while.

"You guys go ahead. I have good hearing. I'll monitor and let you know if there's any movement."

Yang Xiaole said something to Song Lin.

Hearing this, Song Lin shook his head: "No, you stay with them, I'll go watch them."

"Okay, Captain Song, you forgot that your identity is not suitable. I am a fisherman, just a farmer. If anything happens, there is no need to worry."

As Yang Xiaole spoke, he quietly lurked forward.

Song Lin hesitated a little, feeling that what he said made sense.

I whispered to him, "Don't get too close, be careful!"

Yang Xiaole made an OK gesture to him and disappeared into the woods.

Song Lin took a look and took his men to the ice surface under the island to defend it, digging a hole while waiting.

To be a fisherman, you must have the awareness of a fisherman.

(End of this chapter)