20 Fighting? Ive Never Been Afraid Of I (1/2)
The thugs looked at each other.
They had been in this line of work for a long time and had seen many people who were completely full of themselves. However, they had never seen such arrogance before.
In this industry, they believed that they were incredibly proud. However, they finally knew what pride true was when they compared themselves to him.
No other person in all of Jiangnan City would face dozens of people and threaten them to fight back if they were unhappy with him.
”Everyone move. Hit him until his mother can't recognize him.”
Lu Bao waved his hand and dozens of thugs charged towards Ye Xiong fiercely. The entire situation exploded!
Everyone in the area was frightened and ran for their lives, trying to hide far away. Du Yuehua, too, had run to a corner as she feared for her life.
Then, Ye Xiong did something strange.
He took off his shirt and wrapped it around his hand tightly.
”Do you really think we can't chop off your hand if you wrap your shirt around it?” Lu Bao laughed.
After those words, Ye Xiong charged forward, dodging a knife attack while doing so. He punched the thug holding the knife.
With a bang, the thug flew backward. He rolled a few times on the ground before stopping. His mouth was foaming, and he did not get back up.
”You're wrong. I'm not afraid of getting my hand chopped off. I'm just afraid of killing your subordinates by accident.” Ye Xiong scoffed.
Everyone in the area was completely dumbfounded. With just one punch, he sent one of them five to six meters away. His punch packed some serious strength. He might just kill someone with a punch if he did not wrap his shirt around his fist.
Wheeze!
The thugs took in a deep cold breath as they did not dare to charge in.
'This guy is way too good at fighting!'
Ye Xiong was incredibly satisfied with the effect. He took off the shirt that was wrapped around his fist and gestured with his finger.
”Who else wants a piece?”
The bunch of thugs took a few steps back when they saw him taking off his shirt. This guy's punch could deal more damage than their knives. Was he even human? Had he activated his cheat?
Lu Bao looked very surprised. He knew that Ye Xiong was a fighter, but he did not know that he was that good of a fighter.
However, he could not retreat no matter how great Ye Xiong was. That was because the Northwest Association's survival depended on the He Family. Not only had this guy disrupted Master He's wedding, but he had also gotten involved with the hotel that was supposed to be in Master He's hands. If he did not teach Ye Xiong a lesson right now, how could he face He Haodong when he went back?
”No matter how good you are, you can't block a knife. Everyone, cripple him.” Lu Bao's eyes were filled with cruelty.
Shing shing shing!
Dozens of knives were unsheathed and the blinding light they reflected lit up the entire hall.
The staff screamed when they saw the knives and ran far away in fear of being dragged into the mess.
”Look, the police are here.” Ye Xiong screamed as he pointed behind them.
The thugs instinctively looked back. Lu Bao was no exception.
Ye Xiong moved suddenly in this instant. He was like a fierce tiger as he ran past the crowd. By the time the thugs responded, Ye Xiong had already caught Lu Bao and had dragged him out.
”Impudent. How impudent of you.”
”How dare you lie to us. You've even captured our boss as well.”
”Release our boss this instant.”
The thugs shouted as they realized that had been fooled. However, Lu Bao was now in Ye Xiong's hands and they did not dare to act recklessly.
”If you touch even a single hair on me, you'll be in big trouble.” Lu Bao threatened hastily.
Ye Xiong immediately grabbed his hair and pulled hard. Lu Bao was in so much pain that he started screaming. Find authorized novels in Webnovel,faster updates, better experience,Please click for visiting.
”I've pulled at least a few hundred strands of your hair. Please show me what kind of trouble am I in?”
Ye Xiong opened his hand and blew as a bunch of hair fell to the ground.
”I'll kill you…” Lu Bao roared angrily.
He then felt something cold on his neck. A thin and small knife was on his throat.