Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes, twisted his neck a few times, and walked straight away without looking at Lu Hongfei next to him.

Seeing Zhao Yi's straightforward performance, Lu Hongfei nodded slightly - of course Zhao Yi couldn't see it at this time.

Zhao Yi was not anxious or slow, and walked step by step across the stairs and walked up the ring, turning a blind eye to the mottled blood stains on the ring, looking straight at the other party: "Don't you need a rest?"

Zhao Yi's performance made the other party's pupils shrink. But his mouth was very tough: "Haha... I'll beat Doudou when eating and sleeping, and beat Doudou is just resting.

Ha ha……

Remember, the person who hits you is Feng Haochuan! It will become the eternal shadow in your heart!”

Zhao Yi nodded, walked slowly towards the other party, and said slowly: "Actually, I'm not interested in knowing what you're called, I only know that your call is very ugly."

The distance between the two was less than three meters while talking.

Zhao Yi suddenly jumped up, and after more than ten years of running, he developed an almost instinctive force technique. His body had a bit of a start-up smell. He rushed to Feng Haochuan in two steps.

Feng Haochuan grinned, his teeth were covered with blood, and he punched Zhao Yi in the head.

Zhao Yi turned his head slightly; but Feng Haochuan had raised one of his legs and pushed him between Zhao Yi's legs.

Zhao Yi rushed directly to the other party and hugged the other party's arms with both hands. The two fell down together and rolled up.

Suddenly, Zhao Yi bowed his head,

"ah!"

A scream erupted.

Zhao Yi looked up and bit half of his ears in his mouth; then he hit Feng Haochuan's nose and hit his mouth.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Feng Haochuan screamed, but Zhao Yi turned a deaf ear. When Feng Haochuan was screaming, Zhao Yi had already sat up, sat on Feng Haochuan's chest, swung his fist to Feng Haochuan's eyes, and smashed his temples.

After more than ten punches on Dongdong, Feng Haochuan rolled his eyes and fainted.

Zhao Yi was going to beat him, but Lu Hongfei grabbed Zhao Yi's hand and said, "Okay."

Zhao Yi stood up and spit out his ears; then Zhao Yi kicked Feng Haochuan hard on the butt: "Feng Haochuan, right? You owe Brother Lu a life! If Brother Lu hadn't pulled me today, I would kick you in the head!"

A young man next to him who was not as good as Lu Hongfei walked up with a bad look on his face, grabbed Feng Haochuan's collar and dragged it down, and picked up half of his ears.

Zhao Yi looked around, stretched out his blood-stained fingers, and hooked them around: "One more!"

"I'll do it!" A dark-faced man stood up. The man was probably 1.9 meters tall and had a strong figure.

It's not the kind of strong muscles all over the body, but the kind of slightly strong fat. But looking at the walking posture of this person, I'm afraid there is some foundation.

Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes.

The other party walked to Zhao Yi, "Boy, you are crazy. My name is..."

Before the other party could finish his words, Zhao Yi took the initiative to attack.

People are ruthless and don’t talk much, and never speak!

"Hey..." The other party grinned and stretched out his big hand to grab Zhao Yi's fist.

But the past ten "deaths" experiences, coupled with everyone's experience in being a gangster this time, Zhao Yi has rich experience.

The fist changed halfway, grabbed the other person's middle finger and broke it without thinking.

"Ao..." The man burst out with a shrill scream.

Zhao Yi didn't hesitate at all and rushed forward to... bite his ears!

"Stop!" Lu Hongfei's voice burst out.

Zhao Yi let go of the other party and took three steps back to be alert. But the other party was already rolling on the ground with his fingers in his arms, screaming repeatedly.

The young man leading the team opposite walked up without saying a word and kicked the man rolling around. The man rolled his eyes and fainted. Then he was dragged down with his collar.

Zhao Yi looked at it and was shocked, but he remained silent and continued to make provocative gestures to the surroundings.

"I'll do it!" Another guy jumped up, looking only 1.7 meters tall, one head shorter than Zhao Yi now.

At present, Zhao Yi is using the stand-in of "Zhou Zitao", which is considered an adult height, and looks 1.85 meters tall.

The visitor walked up with his eyes squinted, his toes were tilted, and his heels were slightly raised. He looked careless when walking, but his whole body was tight, and he was obviously experienced in fighting.

Zhao Yi grinned, but continued to hook his finger provocatively. But the other party sneered, unmoved, and just continued to keep his previous posture and walked forward.

Suddenly, the two of them moved at the same time.

"boom……"

The sound of the fist's dislocation of joints sounded, and the two fists collapsed at the same time, and blood splattered. However, the two of them did not blink, and the other fist flew out and punched each other's nose.

"Dong!"

Zhao Yi felt that the ups and downs of joy and sorrow surged in his heart for a moment, and his eyes went black. But his tenacious will made Zhao Yi ignore the direct feeling, and continue to attack even if he turned black in front of him.

The bleeding right fist released, and according to previous memory, he grabbed the other person's wrist, pulled forward with force, lowered his head and hit him.

The top of his head seemed to be pressing against the other person's face, and Zhao Yi heard a scream. But at this time, Zhao Yi looked like a devil, hugging the other person, and his eyes were still dark, but he familiarly pressed the other person's head, touched the other person's ear, and bit it down.

Another scream came.

But Zhao Yi didn't hesitate to raise his fist and smashed it.

Until now, Zhao Yi is still in a dark state.

The other party was not bad either. After screaming, he turned over and fought with Zhao Yiming with his eyes closed. The two of them fists and their blood soaked their clothes and wet the ground.

Perhaps because neither of them could see it at this time - they both looked black in front of them, but they were swinging their fists randomly, and from time to time they could punch empty.

The fists fell on each other's faces from time to time. Their noses were broken, their eyes were probably completely invisible, and their mouths were smashed. There were even bones on their fists.

Suddenly, the other party got punched several times, hugged Zhao Yi, and actually learned about Zhao Yi's condition and wanted to bite his ears.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yi reacted faster after all, raised his shoulder and pressed it directly on the other party's chin.

With a click, several teeth flew out. Zhao Yi grabbed the other person's neck and pressed it to the ground, and his kneecap was facing the neck and he was about to kneel down.

"Stop!" Lu Hongfei grabbed Zhao Yi's clothes and pulled Zhao Yi back.

Zhao Yi staggered to the ground and struggled several times but couldn't stand up. His face was already blurred, and Zhao Yi was like a devil at this moment. The blood flowed out of his nose and mouth was sticky, and the long blood was pulled out on his chin.

The "audiences" around were silent.

Lu Hongfei looked at Zhao Yi, then looked at the young man opposite him and the person lying in a pool of blood, smiled slightly, then picked up Zhao Yi and left.
Chapter completed!