The World Has Problems

Amid the successive screams of pain, a total of four muscular men clutched their chests and fell to the ground in pain.

The strength of this wooden knife is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Before Lin Yuanfei was sent flying four or five meters by Junxiong, ordinary wooden knives would have broken due to such a great force, but this broken wooden knife was unexpectedly intact.

Afterwards, Lin Yuanfei carefully tested it several times, and confirmed that this wooden knife can not only touch spirit bodies, but also has a strong +9 strength... a wooden stick.

Although it is not sharp enough to kill people, but with the power of Lin Yuanfei's swing, it will at least end up with a broken sternum.

The one rushing to the front was a muscular man screaming, and fell down immediately.

But no one sympathized with them.

The other muscular men still roared and rushed towards Lin Yuanfei. The four muscular men who fell on the ground were directly submerged in the crowd, and no one paid any attention to them.

So much so that the charge of this group of muscular men didn't have any restraint, and they still rushed towards Lin Yuanfei crazily.

He clenched the wooden knife in his right hand, feeling the numb palm of his hand from the shock force, gritted his teeth, and slashed out four or five times crazily.

"You forced me to do this!"

Lin Yuanfei roared angrily, and slashed four or five times.

This time he slashed harder, and when the wooden knife slapped viciously on the muscular men at the front, these muscular men screamed and vomited blood.The burly man was actually knocked back half a meter by Lin Yuanfei's huge force, and then he fell down in pain clutching his collapsed chest.

Incredibly miserable.

... However, the group of muscular men in the rear still rushed forward frantically.

Lin Yuanfei's situation did not change in any way, and the group of muscular men even rushed to a closer distance.

In an instant, more than a dozen iron rods, steel pipes, baseball bats and the like crazily smashed down.

Lin Yuanfei's head, shoulders, and chest were all smashed firmly.

His chest was stuffy, his eyes were full of stars, and his shoulders were even more painful.

If this body was not strong enough, ordinary people would have been directly smashed to the ground by this round.

But even so, Lin Yuanfei felt a little uncomfortable.

At this time, the distance between him and the group of muscular men was too close to swing the wooden knife, so he directly swung the dagger in his left hand.

In the splash of blood, several fingers flew up in the crowd, and they all came from different people.

There were screams one after another, and blood was splashed everywhere.

However, such pain does not seem to be able to deter these fanatical muscular men.

They still roared and slammed the sticks in their hands at Lin Yuanfei, and Lin Yuanfei was hit hard several times.

"Depend on!"

Lin Yuanfei's throat was sweet, and he felt that he was about to vomit blood.

No matter how fierce this body is, it is not an invulnerable Superman.

He even felt blood streaming down his forehead.

If this group of muscular men beats me down so much, I guess I'm going to lie down.

Aware of the fanaticism of these muscular men and his own dangerous situation, Lin Yuanfei no longer dared to hold back.

With a roar, he rushed out directly to the crowd.

The berserk figure was like a tank, and it directly hit the first person blocking the way.

Then, he kept walking, grabbed the neck of the second person with his hands, rushed outwards against the second person as if holding a shield, and rushed out of the crowd.

Behind them are those muscular men who are as violent as cultists.

In front of him was Fu Jiang who was stunned by Lin Yuanfei's terrifying performance.

There is no longer any barrier between the two.

Lin Yuanfei sneered, threw away the muscular man in his hand as a shield, and roared.

"Die! Demon girl!"

Then he rushed straight out.

Savage Charge!

At a distance of four or five meters, Lin Yuanfei rushed over in an instant.

Fu Jiang only had time to take half a step back when he was hit by a violent force.

Lin Yuanfei choked her neck, lifted her body up, slapped her hard against the wall, and let out a bah.

"Don't be so arrogant to me!"

Lin Yuanfei spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva. Although he still didn't dare to look up at Fu Jiang's face, the terrifying and ferocious tyrannosaurus still made everyone in the bar afraid to say a word.

Under the gloomy light, in a messy bar, there were seven or eight wailing people with collapsed chests.

In the crowd, several unlucky men who had been chopped up covered their hands and injured parts of their bodies, picking up their dropped fingers on the ground.

On the other side of the crowd, Lin Yuanfei, who was covered in blood, roared ferociously, and lifted the weak and weak girl against the wall.