Mu Yang felt that the other party was a woman and kept giving in to her. After all, with Mu Yang's skills, it was easy to deal with Isabelle. Even if he did not use internal strength and system skills, he would defeat Isabelle just by relying on the fighting skills in Mu Yang's mind.

The woman punched again. This time Mu Yang did not block it, but directly entered the white wrist empty-handed and grabbed Isabelle's little arm into his hand. Isabelle was shocked. Being caught by someone's wrist was a taboo in fighting, which was equivalent to being caught by someone's life gate.

She quickly hit the other side's cheek with her other hand, ready to save herself, and Mu Yang accurately grabbed the other side's wrist this time.

Isabella felt something was wrong now. She raised her right leg and kicked the man hard in the crotch. If this kick was done, the other party would probably lose all combat power in an instant.

"What a vicious woman." Mu Yang thought to himself, is he going to let himself die?

Mu Yang clamped Isabelle's long legs together, spread his hands out, and put his body upwards, directly pressing Isabelle against the wall.

Chest to chest.

Mu Yang instantly felt the greatness of the other person's mind.

Awesome, awesome.

This feeling is awesome, definitely more than all women of my own.

"You." Isabelle was extremely embarrassed and angry.

He was actually subdued by the other party, and in such a shameful way.

Isabella's brain was congested, and with a "ah", he bit Mu Yang's shoulder, "Damn, you crazy woman, come on." Mu Yang felt the pain in his shoulder.

At this moment, a man shone a flashlight on his mobile phone and shouted angrily: "What are you doing?"

When Mu Yang heard this, he quickly let go of Isabelle who was being pushed against the wall. Isabelle also let go of Mu Yang, leaning against the wall, gasping for breath.

The man holding the phone walked over quickly and shouted to Mu Yang: "You dare to hurt Isa. Believe it or not, I'll find someone to kill you."

Mu Yang felt a pain in his shoulders, and he felt that he had suffered an unrestrained disaster. He was angry. Another one who had been used to destroy the crazy woman. Women, Mu Yang still has a little compassion. Men, let’s go to your sister’s.

You also find someone to kill yourself and get out of your way.

Mu Yang kicked out and kicked the guy who was close to him out.

"Gurgle, bang, bang." After several consecutive sounds, we finally returned to calm. Obviously, Mu Yang kicked the opponent out with this kick, and I don't know what he hit.

"What's going on, what's going on?" At this time, the security guards from the bar came over, and many drinkers also came to watch the fun. Isabelle was unwilling to expose herself. She was here to relax and didn't want to make any negative news, so she quickly slipped into the women's bathroom.

It's normal to fight in a bar, there's nothing to make a fuss.

The guy who was kicked out by Mu Yang was helped up by his friend, looking at the broken ornament vase and a trash can, which made the place look a bit messy. After the man was helped up, he stared at Mu Yang fiercely, his eyes as if he was about to kill.

"Dare to fight George, let's beat him together."

"Never let him go."

Several of Fred's friends shouted, wanting to fight Mu Yang, but there were security guards stopping him, so they just stood there and shouted.

At this time, Fred and others also came to watch the fun. When Fred saw the person being beaten, he smiled.

"Oh, isn't this George? Why? I'm beaten? Are you not the president of the school's fighting club? Why are you beaten? Haha." Fred was unwilling to miss the opportunity to tease George like this.

Mu Yang thought to himself, it was a coincidence that the man was George, the opponent of Fred and the others.

In fact, George was not injured. Mu Yang's kick just now was very conscientious, but the other party rushed over and he felt it was annoying, so he kicked it out, but he didn't use too much force on his feet.

"Fred, there's nothing you have to do here," George said.

"Why is there nothing wrong with me? Muyang is my friend. What, do you still want to fight? Do you bully others? We have several people," Fred said.

George looked at Fred's men insidiously. In fact, he knew Fred's friends well. These people were all skilled, especially the black man Mustard Wujie. Although he looked quite honest, he was actually a martial artist and had very strong combat power.

Look at these 6 people, the other party is also 6 people, and he may not be able to get it. Moreover, he just kicked himself, and he felt that the combat power should be very strong. George, who has a gloomy personality, chose to endure temporarily.

He glanced at the lady's bathroom and returned to his seat.

Seeing a dispute disappearing, the security guard was relieved, but he still asked Mu Yang to compensate him for the vase and damaged things. Mu Yang shrugged and said that there was no problem.

Back at his seat, Mu Yang and everyone were sitting together, Fred asked curiously: "Why did the conflict just now?"

"A little accident, by the way, is that person the George you are talking about? Who is it?" Mu Yang changed the subject, he didn't want to talk about the scene he had just fought with that woman.

"The president of the Fighting Club of the Institute of Polytechnic University has a small group company at home, so he is considered a striking figure in the school, but his character is relatively rubbish and his mouth is too smelly." Fred gave his own evaluation.

After listening to Fred's introduction, Mu Yang didn't care, but he felt that in the distance, there were a pair of vicious eyes staring at him. Obviously, the guy named George was holding a grudge against him in his heart.

"Friends, the game time is up. Tonight is a dart competition. Whoever can get the first place can get a reward of two dozen beers. Please sign up enthusiastically. We have 10 places, and each table can be sent at most one person." At this time, the host's voice sounded at the bar performance stage.

"Is there any game?" Mu Yang was curious.

"Of course, the interactive game sessions are all attended by people who come to drink. The mini games are sometimes quite interesting," said Hani Lemon.

"Do you have anyone to go up? Let's choose a representative?" A Zheng said with a smile.

"Go go, her dart is pretty good," said Mustard Wujiang.

"If you don't go, you're bored." Gogo refused.

"Or why I'll go, my darts are amazing, too." Fred boasted.

"I think it's better to let Mu Yang go. It's the first time he's here to play. It's also good to experience the atmosphere here." A Zheng said.
Chapter completed!