Supreme Evil Young Master

But just when Yang Tian was prepared to be generous with his money, he suddenly realized that the speed of this man's fists towards him had slowed down. That appearance was just like a slow shot in a movie.

Yang Tian didn't understand what was going on, but he couldn't just give up, so he instinctively kicked the thief's abdomen.

In the end, something terrible happened. The thief was sent flying backwards and crashed into the ground.

"What is going on?" Yang Tian was surprised. What kind of trick was this brat playing for him?

"Damn …" The thief was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that he would meet a fighting master today, who quickly got up from the ground and immediately launched a new round of attacks, directly punching at Yang Tian with his other fist. Yang Tian carefully observed this punch, just like the one just now, his speed was very slow.

At that time Yang Tian was puzzled, could these thieves be joking around with him? Otherwise, why would they beat him up so slowly? Although this was what he was thinking in his heart, he still seriously dealt with it. Yang Tian easily dodged his attack, and the man looked at Yang Tian in fear. You can actually defeat me in one move? "

"Ugh …" Yang Tian was also confused as he replied in puzzlement, "This big brother, are you joking with me? Why was my punch so slow? Do you think I'm a three year old child? Are you purposefully teasing me? "

"You …" Who would have thought that after hearing what Yang Tian said, his face suddenly became green and then turned red. He stuttered and said, "You …" What did you say? My punches are slow? In China, there aren't many people who can dodge two of my punches in a row … "Hmph …"

With that, the man's face darkened as he said bitterly, "Brat, the last two times were considered your luck. This time, you won't be so lucky again …" "Take another punch of mine …"

Yang Tian's heart sank. Could it be that the man was so slow on purpose? He's not teasing me, is he? First, let him be happy. Then, when he relaxed his guard, he would heavily beat himself to the ground? Thinking about that, Yang Tian's relaxed heart immediately tensed up. He secretly clenched his fist, stared at him and said, "Alright then …." "Come on, I'll keep you company until the end …"

"Hee hee …" The man sneered and sent a fist flying.

This person was called Li Yue, who specialized in stealing from chickens and dogs. After being a soldier for a few years, his punch should have been very fast, and Yang Tian should have been unable to see it clearly, just like the first time he punched out, but this time, Yang Tian saw very clearly, his fist was still so slow, as if it was slowly floating towards Yang Tian. Yang Tian watched as his fist arrived in front of him, lightly moved his head, and his fist brushed past Yang Tian's ear.