After drinking the water, I felt my lungs panting. Drinking and smoking really affected my endurance. I wiped off the water from my mouth and the fierce force passed by. The more than 40 people looked at us, but before I could react, I tried to breathe and recover my strength. The old man pointed at the fat man. I didn't know what he said, but the forty people reacted and surrounded him.

My ear sounded again, put down the water bottle and formed a triangle with the fat man and the oil bottle to make all-round defense.

The people walking in front came to pull us. The three of us squatted directly in the ground tacitly, put their hands in the sand, and spread the sand all over the sky. The few people protected their eyes with their hands. I stepped forward and sprinted on the throat with a stick, and directly rushed him to the ground. The people next to me instantly pulled the corner of my clothes and pressed me down. Ordinary people could not resist under such circumstances. There were more people and fewer people. Many times, those who were alone were suppressed, not knocked down.

But I was different. I beat the wooden stick around and knocked off a few hands. I grabbed one of my people with the other hand, and fell to the ground and took him down. I held his elbow and knocked him up hard. In an instant, he bit his tongue, and the mouth was covered with blood. I turned over and grabbed the sand with one hand. As soon as the two of them came to help, they were almost next to me, and all my sand was scattered into their eyes.

It was too late for them to protect their eyes immediately. Sand was howling in their eyes, but more people rushed up instantly. I turned around and ran away. One person came to block it. The stick in my hand flew out, and the man rushed over as soon as he avoided.

Going forward, I saw that the Fatty and the others had long been broken up. There were more people and fewer people, it was a mobile war. In those few strokes just now, the four people had basically lost their combat power. The fat man should be able to handle five or six, and the Duoyou Bottle could handle about ten, so we could handle half of them in an instant.

After a few steps, I tripped into something in the sand. A rolling and almost ate the dog. The person behind rushed over. I raised my hand and pretended to raise the sand. As a result, a pile of sand came towards me in an instant. I hid immediately, and turned my head to continue running. I thought I was learning very quickly. Something flew towards me at once and knocked me to the ground. When I got up, I found that it was the fat man who kicked me away, but at the same time I got up, I was surrounded by six or seven people. An iron hook hit me directly. I turned sideways, and the iron hook hooked my clothes. I wanted to pull me down again, but I took off his iron hook belt. Instead, I took off my iron hook in my hand. I turned over on the sand and took off my clothes instantly, grabbed my sleeves, and knocked the man who rushed up to finish the attack.

The skull and the iron hook collided with a creepy sound. With a "bang", the person turned out. I thought to myself, five of them took the iron hook into my hand. All the others who were about to rush up stopped.

I was gasping for breath and my physical strength was no longer enough. This kind of fighting was the most intense sport in the world. I had to fight for more than 10 minutes in a row, and it could only be achieved by film editing.

But in just 20 seconds just now, I had knocked down five people. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to not be shocked without fighting training. Human instinct will tell them that I am dangerous.

Group fights are ruthless. If you come with a fighting mentality, you will not be able to stick to it in the end.

As expected, the people looked at each other and did not dare to approach me anymore. I was able to breathe, but my spine was straightened, but I found that they were not looking at me. Looking back, I saw the old man and the fat man holding the old man behind me.

The old man's head was swollen, and he was extremely frightened. He didn't know what had happened. It seemed that they were heading straight to the point.

The fat man dragged the old man to my side, stuck the old man's neck with his elbow, and everyone around him began to retreat.

The three of us dragged the old man and slowly returned to our house.

As soon as the other people who were knocked down by us woke up, the fat man slipped out one by one and pressed the old man in front of the table. I asked, "What's going on? Let me tell you clearly."
Chapter completed!