Genius commoner

Chapter 780 You are waiting
No resistance, break a leg, resistance, two?

Everyone present couldn't help being surprised, this kid is too arrogant and arrogant, right?Putting aside the fact that this is the territory of the Tiger Gang, there are more than 20 strong men in front of him, which is enough for Mo Qixiong to drink a pot. How is such a provocation different from courting death?Just seeing the half iron bar in his hand and his burly body, many doubts and ridicule were suppressed back.

That power is shocking enough.

"Copy the guy, kill him!"

Pockmarked, who was supported by his companions, held his swollen cheeks, leaned against a van and yelled angrily. He was beaten by a boy from out of town in public, and he had to vent his anger no matter what. Following these words, more than 20 strong men turned back to the car. , took out all kinds of knives, guns, sticks and forks specially used for acting, and the sound of dragging weapons stimulated everyone's eardrums, making people uncomfortable.

In the next second, they screamed and rushed towards Mo Qixiong. Their posture was like a group of ferocious dogs chasing elk. For militants in gangs, fighting, especially this kind of Playing more and playing less is more exciting than the Chinese New Year when I was a child, and the gazes of many beautiful opposite sexes also make their testosterone skyrocket.

Mo Qixiong let out a long breath, teased lightly, and rushed up with a spear!

call!
The huge body drew a shadow, and Mo Qixiong got close to his opponent in an instant. A burly man who rushed to the front and the fastest, almost collided with Mo Qixiong on his heels, his eyes were rounded , the iron rod had already been raised, but he found that he couldn't hold back his body and collided with Mo Qixiong face to face.

There was a loud noise, and the fierce man who collided with Mo Qixiong felt an instant pain all over his body, as if hitting a rock, and his skeleton was about to fall apart. Before he could react, Mo Qixiong had already raised his hand and grabbed the man behind him. With his hair upturned, he slammed his forehead hard, and there was a dull blunt sound, and then pushed his opponent into the group of enemies that followed.

Immediately, a few people were caught off guard and rolled over and fell down when they were hit by the bodies of their companions.

Several directors who stopped by said with emotion that this scene is definitely the best material if they shoot a Jianghu film.

On the city wall, Yuan Yuchuan's eyes were deep, with a hint of appreciation. Today, he really saw the dominance of Ye Gong's warrior.

Taking advantage of the opponent's confusion, Mo Qixiong rushed up again, easily pulled out a body of two hundred kilograms, and swung it towards the crowd. The thick human wall was blasted with a shocking gap by the human shell again. In the chaos, Mo Qixiong Qixiong approached him bullyingly, with a volley knee bump and a crisp sound, knocking a big man over several somersaults and tripping a group of people.

Then, he savagely slammed into the crowd and smashed it with his spear. For a moment, on the palace wall covered by the setting sun, a majestic half spear roared like a tornado, and the splashed blood seemed to be floating on the ground. The raindrops in mid-air, the screams, the clash of knives and sticks, and the screams of panic became the main theme, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Someone fell down, someone bleeds, and someone makes up at the same time, like a moth to a flame, a continuous stream, Mo Qixiong, who tore through the encirclement, leaned over with a grinning grin, overturned the three of them with his domineering sweeping legs, and then bounced again, condescending with a ferocious elbow Hitting, blasting at an insidious guy who was sneaking up from the side, he could be considered a burly man, and he shrank to the ground, his whole body twitching.

Destroyed, mighty and invincible.

Many spectators, including Mazi, were stunned. The large-scale production images in the film and television appeared in reality, which had a huge impact on their vision. Several women even covered their mouths, fearing that they would scream uncontrollably, and were supported by two assistants. The beautiful manager got up, her breathing became thicker, her legs were clenched, and her body was so weak that she was leaning against the car.

When the eyes of the eight subordinates narrowed their eyes, Yuan Yuchuan smiled and clapped his hands and cheered: "As expected of Ye Gong's general, strong, strong."

Yuan Danna also looked nervous, her small mouth kept exclaiming: "It's too fierce, it's too fierce."

Ye Zixuan glanced at the chaotic scene, and waved the two of them to go downstairs to pick up Yang Huanyan, fearing that she would be hurt.

Yuan Danna could see Ye Zixuan's concern for Yang Huanyan, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to hold Ye Zixuan, but finally stopped in mid-air, and turned into a little woman sighing.

The one-to-twenty battle quickly came to an end. The chaotic scene for seven or eight minutes suddenly became quiet as the 8-odd hunk fell to the ground. A mocking smile evoked, not far away, next to the van, Mazi crouched down, looking up at Mo Qixiong who was high above him, terrified.

Suddenly, Mo Qixiong jumped up from the spot and trampled on the heads of more than 20 strong men, like an unsinkable boat in the green dragon stream. After a few ups and downs in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of the panicked pockmarked man, about to get up and drive Mazi, who was running away, thought he was dazzled, and subconsciously rubbed his eyes, Mo Qixiong's hand had already ruthlessly grabbed his neck.

"The woman who touched my brother, you are really unlucky."

Mo Qixiong smiled sinisterly, pinched the pockmarked neck and turned to the front of the car, and smashed the pockmarked chicken against the windshield of the van. The windshield of a car that normally withstands impacts and is extremely difficult to break cannot withstand ink. When the seven bears hit it, they burst apart with a bang, and thousands of transparent particles shot out and landed on the ground with a bang. The scene full of violent colors is exciting.

The unreasonable scene frightened many onlookers, and all the onlookers, men and women, forgot to exclaim, with the same dull expressions.

Mazi shrank half of his body into the car, his head was bleeding and his face was pale.

"Break their legs!"

Mo Qixiong waved his hand domineeringly, several Ye Gong disciples simply picked up the wrench, and mercilessly struck at the 20 or so terrified macho men on the ground, click!Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, screams rang out in an instant, and the surrounding audience didn't know whether to say that Mo Qixiong and the others were out of their minds or were too fierce, but they were so trembling that they couldn't make a sound.

"I'm Zhu Mazi from the Tiger Gang, you hurt me and my brother today..."

Mazi, who got out of the car, was startled and angry. Holding the wound on his head, he struggled to say a word of support: "Do you know how serious the consequences are?"

The name of the Weihu Gang is considered a gold-lettered signboard among the three teachings and nine streams in Hengdian, and it can stop things in Hengdian if it is carried out, but who knows that after the words fell, Mo Qixiong strode up to Zhu Mazi with a grinning grin. Swinging his arm down, he slapped loudly across the face, dizzy and dizzy, and heard Mo Qixiong's cold snort:

"Go, find someone, I want to know how serious the consequences of provoking the Tiger Gang will be."

Mo Qixiong pointed at the city wall: "We'll be waiting at the city wall before sunset, don't fucking let us down."

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and kicked Zhu Mazi away with a bang.

Zhu Mazi, who fell out again, was full of grief and indignation. He was bullied on his own land, and seeing the mocking eyes of the audience around him, he felt even more aggrieved and uncomfortable, but he knew that talking nonsense would be even more embarrassing. He gritted his teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then left the scene clutching his wound, ignoring more than 20 injured men.

He is going to call someone, and he wants to get this justice back.

Mazi gritted his teeth and dropped four words: "You guys, wait!"

(End of this chapter)