C114 (1/2)

”Ah!”

The little brother who said he could see tattoos broke out in a cold sweat. Everyone was completely stunned. It was only when a delinquent girl screamed that they came to their senses.

Ye Zichen immediately went over to look at the afro-man. He saw that his chest had caved in, and his face was ashen, while the corners of his mouth were filled with pieces of his internal organs. He didn't seem to be angry at all.

The group of people instantly came to their senses. When they looked at Fatty, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, he looked like a monster. His short and stocky body was so tall in the dark night.

”Tap, tap, tap.”

Fatty walked step by step towards the crowd. The sound of his leather shoes scraping against the ground could be heard. The buttons on his shirt had been forced open, revealing a tiger tattoo!

The tiger head was vivid and lifelike, with two black eyes. Although the mouth of the tiger was closed, a few long curved fangs were exposed. Three black lines marked the forehead of the sex king.

The tattooed man looked at the dragon on his shoulder. Compared to the tiger head, it really did look like an earthworm!

”You — don't come over here, I'm from Red Flower Society, my boss is Brother Turkey.”

The tattooed man's face was covered in sweat.

Duan Datong continued to smile, his footwork not slowing down at all. Walking up to the tattooed man, he grabbed onto the arm with the dragon's tail, and powerfully sank his fingers into the tattooed man's flesh.

Ouch, fuck you, let go of your father, it hurts so much, let go — ah!

The tattooed man shouted loudly. His tattooed arm was forcefully torn off the fatty's body.

This kind of tearing force was even more intense than that of the polar bear, causing Duan Yuan to immediately turn her head back, not daring to look at that cruel scene. At this time, Zhu Shan finally believed Fatty's words.

The tattooed man's eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. Just as he was about to open his mouth to scream, Fatty grabbed his torn off arm and shoved it into the tattooed man's mouth.

< p > ”Awoo —”

The tattooed man cried out a few times before fainting.

At this time, the Young Hooligan at the side were all so frightened that they did not know what to do. A few timid people turned their heads and ran, and those who had come out of their Sant to watch the show also began to retreat one after another.

This kind of scene wasn't something that an ordinary person could create. Everyone thought to themselves: After the Young Hooligan is done fighting, don't let it affect me.

< p > ”Peng!”

Duan Datong grabbed onto Vulgar Man, who had previously said that he would be sewn together, and said: ”Bro, didn't you smash my face with a wine bottle and cause blood to flow out?

Vulgar Man was so scared that his face turned yellow. He knew that he had provoked a fiendish god, and when he thought about how Ren-ge had punched him until his sternum was caved in and the tattooed man's arm was ripped off, he was scared to the point of almost breaking his gallbladder.

Seeing Fatty's ferocious gaze, the man's ice-cold body trembled and his crotch started to wet.

Duan Datong hurriedly stomped his feet to prevent the urine from touching his shoes.

F * ck your grandma, that scared me.

Duan Datong pushed hard, causing Vulgar Man to fall back a few meters before falling to the ground, pretending to be dead.

When the other Young Hooligan saw that their leader had been beaten to the point that he almost peed his pants, they immediately scattered.

Duan Hong gave a slight smile and walked over to the Vulgar Man who had lost control of his bladder. Seeing him with his eyes closed and his face covered in sweat, Duan Hong did not even dare to breathe loudly.

Duan Hong lifted his monk shoes and stepped on his hands, gently crushing them with great force, causing creaking sounds to ring out.

< p > ”Ah!”