I killed the film and television world

Chapter 342 Crazy
When the middle-aged man heard Song Ren's words, he was not shocked at all. Instead, he almost collapsed.

He cursed Song Ren under his breath, calling him a madman, and then didn't dare to stay any longer.

Fearing that he would be recognized and implicated, he turned and left.

Song Ren did the opposite and turned around and walked back.

He forcibly pushed away the onlookers in front of him, and then took bigger and bigger steps.

On the stage, Colin Fett pointed at Song Ren and shouted angrily: "Chinaman, come up here, I'm going to kill you!"

When he finished speaking, Song Ren was only seven or eight meters away from Colin Fett on the stage.

He suddenly lowered his back and planted his toes deeply on the ground.

Boom!
The ground cracked in a small area.

It was as if the sound of a drum suddenly stirred in everyone's ears.

Song Ren flew across the air in an instant, reaching a distance of seven or eight meters in an instant!
Bend your body and twist your waist.

Like a dragon!

Suddenly, a whip kick at a large angle hit down!

"Fuck, so fast!" Colin Fett was shocked.

But he reacted in time and could not dodge because the kick was too big.

He immediately lowered his waist, raised his arms to protect in front of him, and shouted with great force from his chest:
"I'm dead!"

Song Ren jumped into the air!

Those sharp eyes were filled with surging hostility.

You bunch of arrogant white ghosts, you deserve to die!

sieve!
A sharp, wide-angle whip kick created a gust of strong wind!
With the hard shin bones, he violently whipped the raised arms.

Click——

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking on the stage!
In an instant, the strong arms were buckled on Colin Fett's face.

That burly body immediately folded downwards!
Bang!
First he crashed onto the stage.

Under the powerful force, it actually bounced up slightly!

Several consecutive rolls and bounces!
All the way from the left side of the stage straight to the right edge.

There was a large amount of blood splattered on the floor!

There lay Colin Fett.

His arms were twisted and fell down helplessly.

His face was already stained red with blood, and blood was still flowing from his mouth and nose.

His eyes rolled back and he had already fallen into a coma.

Song Ren landed steadily on the stage and gave him one last look: "You idiot, you yelled so loudly that I thought you could hold on a little longer."

There was total silence on and off the stage.

It was very encouraging to see Chinese people come on stage and beat down the foreigners who were causing trouble.

But Song Ren's performance was too encouraging, it was over the top.

That leaping kick directly turned the sturdy foreigner into a horrible state.

The impact was too great.

Sergeant Hao Wen in the audience also frowned: Oh no, our company was beaten like this, we are in big trouble now.

The martial arts masters on the platform were a little panicked.

Could that foreigner have been kicked to death? Why is he motionless?

On stage
The seven foreign students under Colin Fett looked at each other, then moved at the same time and slowly surrounded Song Ren.

"I'm dead!!!"

The seven of them adopted karate stances and shouted in unison, showing off their powerful aura.

Then, as if by coincidence, at a certain moment, they rushed forward in one breath. Song Ren's dark eyes swept left and right.

The extremely sharp five senses make the surrounding images frame by frame clearer.

The next moment, he simply took a step back and easily dodged several attacks.

He swung his palm knife horizontally and cut one of them in the throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood gushed out immediately!
Song Ren's counterattack was fierce and swift. When the bloodstains passed by like a slow motion, he had already withdrawn his hand and turned his palm back to hit someone's chest.

Use your shoulders and elbows!

Boom!
His ribs were broken and he flew away like a cannonball!
Song Ren's eyes turned, and he twisted his body to avoid several pairs of fists and kicks, while sweeping down with a high whip kick!

Bang!
The hit was right on the back of one of the guys' heads, and the foreigner fell to the ground on the spot!
The top of his head hit the stage, staining the floor with a bright red flower.

After Song Ren settled down, he swept the room.

Just as a foreigner was knocked down, Song Ren suddenly stood up under the man's increasingly terrified gaze.

A kick!
Kick in the soft abdomen!
Wow!
Large gusts of blood spurted out!
The foreigner arched his back and flew far away!

In just a few breaths, the remaining seven karate students huddled to the ground.

Either wailing in pain or falling into complete coma.

The martial arts masters on the high platform had already stood up straight, staring at the figure on the stage.

Judging from his skills, it is a mixture of many martial arts schools.

But no matter it is explosive power, accuracy, or other aspects, every move is absolutely perfect and impeccable!

And the explosive power is too exaggerated!
Not human at all!
Sergeant Hao Wen had forgotten the purpose of his trip and stood there in a daze with the camera in his hand.

Even in his master or grandmaster, he had never seen such terrifying expressiveness.

I don't know where this person came from, it's too exaggerated!

However, he soon reacted.

No, no, now it’s not a question of exaggeration or not, but the trouble is really big now!
……

The shock Song Ren brought was so strong that no one on or off the stage dared to speak.

Until Ye Wen stood up, he looked at Song Ren and said, "Friend, are you too harsh?"

Although he also wanted to go on stage and teach these arrogant foreigners a lesson, he really didn't want to beat them up like this.

Most of these people are likely to end up with lifelong disabilities.

Song Ren just waved his hand and didn't take it seriously.

It was a rare act of mercy that he didn't beat the man to death.

Without staying for long, he jumped off the stage and left.

The audience in the stands did not dare to stop him and even made way for him.

Wan Zonghua's daughter Wan Ruonan squeezed next to Ye Wen and whispered, "Master Ye, do you know him?"

Marven Ye shook his head, just looked at Song Ren's back, and said seriously: "This person is very dangerous, it is best not to contact him."

Wan Ruonan was also a little surprised, and glanced at the bloody scene on the stage, patted his chest and said:
"He was just so scary. The most powerful kung fu masters I've ever seen are you and my father, but from you, the most I feel is that you're amazing."

"But, this guy, I think he's so scary!"

At this time, a middle-aged man ran to Wan Ruonan's side and said anxiously, "Something happened, Ruonan. President Wan was arrested by the Immigration Bureau."

……

Song Ren left the scene, found a public phone, and called the temple keeper.

The phone rang several times before someone picked up.

A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone: "Are you okay?"

Song Ren: "It's okay, they are just a bunch of foreigners, none of them can fight."

Middle-aged man: “…” Am I asking you this?
Song Ren: "Where's Jiang Tiansheng? Any news?"

The middle-aged man said, "I'm afraid of you. I'll tell you again. The other party is still in the Chinese General Association. After that, don't contact me. I'm really worried about being implicated by you. You're crazy!"

(End of this chapter)