Those niggers don't care if Zhuo Yifan and Ryan have brain problems, since the fat meat delivered to them, if they don't eat it, then their brains are really flooded.At that moment, someone came to his senses, pulled out the stick and machete from his waist, and rushed towards Zhuo Yifan and Ryan.

"Damn, I didn't expect you two brats to have the guts to come back! I told you to run away earlier. I'm here to help you bleed now!" One of the niggers roared, and the machete that was one foot long He greeted Zhuo Yifan's shoulder.

Zhuo Yifan didn't show any signs of dodging, but stood motionless on the spot, with calm eyes, like a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest wave.However, seeing the seriousness of the black ghost in this scene, he thought that the black ghost was completely scared and stupid, and became a lamb to be slaughtered by him.Thinking in his mind that after the knife went down, Zhuo Yifan would at least take off one arm, the black ghost was extremely excited, the bloody light burst out from his eyes, as if he saw that Zhuo Yifan was bleeding profusely It's as if he fell under his own knife.

It's a pity that the ideal is full and the reality is too skinny.The nigger was still excited and triumphant a second ago, but then he found that his right hand holding the machete suddenly froze, and he couldn't cut it down no matter what.

At this time, the blade was only less than an inch away from Zhuo Yifan's shoulder.The nigga froze for a moment, seeming a little puzzled.But he quickly widened his eyes, showing a look of hell.Not only him, but all the big black ghosts who rushed to the side were stunned by what they saw.

The reason why the glinting blade was blocked and unable to fall was entirely because of two fingers.No one would believe that Zhuo Yifan, a seemingly thin Chinese man, was able to use two fingers to pinch the knife that this big nigger had slashed hard. It was as cold as water.What's even more exaggerated is that those two fingers, like a pair of pliers, firmly bit the blade, making it impossible for the nigger to move at all.What kind of strength is this?Something that can be done with just two fingers?

Just when everyone was stunned for a moment, a scene that made them even more unbelievable happened.Everyone's expressions suddenly brightened.

It turned out that Zhuo Yifan's two fingers holding the blade moved, but after slowly turning in a circle in one direction, the steel knife followed those two fingers, twisted directly, and was bent directly.

The big black man with the machete stared wide-eyed and his mouth grew so big that he was almost able to swallow his own fist.Suddenly feeling empty in his hand, Zhuo Yifan had already washed away his machete effortlessly, and threw it on the ground beside him.

"Kungfu, this guy knows Chinese Kungfu. I've seen it on TV!" At this moment, one of the niggers suddenly reacted, looked at Zhuo Yifan as if he had seen a ghost, and panicked shouted loudly.Obviously, this nigger regards Zhuo Yifan as a hero in those Chinese martial arts movies who can fly over walls and shoot dead people with a single slap!

"You guys, what do you want to do?" Seeing Zhuo Yifan and Ryan walking upstairs step by step, all the big black men showed expressions of surprise.

Zhuo Yifan and Ryan didn't have time to deal with these little guys. The former went upstairs directly, while the latter knocked out all the dozen or so big black men downstairs at the fastest speed, and then directly locked the door of the bar. door.

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