"What! I want to see which bastard is not open. Don't you know me, Sun Yihu, the rat of the mountain? He dares to bully my brother. I will make him worse than death now!"

"What's wrong? I did it. Do you have any objection?"

"Um?"

A very strong man came to the door. As for how strong he was, at the wide door, his muscles almost couldn't squeeze in. He was as strong as a bison, his muscles swelled, and there was a big scar on his face, which directly passed through one eye. The closed eyes were obviously blind, and it seemed that he had experienced hundreds of wars.

"Brother Sun, it's him, it's him. It's this guy who beat me like this. You must avenge me!"

Sun Yihu looked at Wu Ming, his eyes narrowed slightly. Judging from Wu Ming's aura, Sun Yihu knew that he must not be a simple character.

"We will take Yang Sanhu down first and let him have a good rest. You don't have to interfere. I'll deal with this kid!"

Sun Yihu is also famous here. He knows him well and he is actually well-received by others. His subordinates are quite good. He knows that Wu Ming is not so easy to deal with, so he asked all the people he brought to retreat to avoid being hurt. His own eyes were full of war and wanted to compete with Wu Ming.

"You hurt my brother like this? You are so brave. I can give you a step. Now you kneel down and call me three times, and then say you are wrong. I can let you go, and I won't ask you for trouble in the future. Otherwise, I will let you taste my methods!"

"Tsk, it's better to save money on the old-fashioned tabletops. Don't you know? Every villain will say this before getting the bento."

Faced with Sun Yihu's proposal, Wu Ming just spread his hands and said disdainfully.

"Very good, you have a good habit! Then let's see who has a hard wrist!"

Sun Yihu smiled cruelly, his muscles swelled more than before, his five claws were like hooks, and he disappeared in an instant. He came to Wu Ming and grabbed him hard at the face!

Sun Yihu's nickname is called Zhuanshan Rat, which refers to his sharp and powerful claws that can even penetrate the mountain.

"It's the middle-level martial arts servant..."

Wu Ming immediately saw through this strength called Sun Yihu. In the underworld, such strength is pretty good and can be regarded as the leader of a third-level force... I was Wu Ming in the past, and I still need to hesitate when facing such a strong man, but after training in the simulation field training machine, Wu Ming's strength has been greatly improved. Now that he has reached a martial arts master, how could he be afraid of a martial arts servant?

Faced with Sun Yuhu's grab, Wu Ming just lightly punched an iron slag, and when he hit the iron fist, he burst out with dazzling sparks. Both of them were about to break up, and they were both shaken by the powerful force. However, Wu Ming only took three steps back, but Sun Yihu flew backwards and hit the glass, but his huge muscles had no wounds and seemed to have not been hurt.

"What a great guy, what a great power, I admit you are very strong!"

"You are muttering something there, just fight quickly, I don't have much time to play with you!"

"Good boy!"

Sun Yihu took the lead in punching, and Wu Ming continued to punch. Both of them were both touching each other, not distinguishing each other, but Wu Ming's eyes moved and his palms were loosened, slid towards Sun Yihu's wrist like a snake. Wu Ming's palm grabbed Sun Yihu's wrist and pulled it hard in his direction. Sun Yihu's strong body was actually pulled over by Wu Ming, who looked small. Wu Ming pushed his knee upwards and directly hit Sun Yihu's chest. Suddenly, Sun Yihu's chest was hit strongly, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and then he was kicked out by Wu Ming and flew backwards.

The current situation is... Wu Ming has the upper hand.

"How is this little brat who can beat Brother Sun even if he can beat him? Brother Sun... Brother Sun, how could the strongest person in this area be beaten to vomit blood by this little brat?"

Yang Sanhu couldn't help but be shocked when he looked at this scene. After all, he thought that with Sun Yihu here, Wu Ming would definitely be defeated. He could not wait to see Wu Ming's miserable defeat, but what he didn't expect was that Sun Yihu, who was suppressing and not only did not sign, but also made him full of confidence. Seeing how far Sun Yihu was kicked by Wu Ming's kick, Yang Sanhu almost couldn't stand up.

"This damn kid, no, I have to have a last insurance game, otherwise I will lose all my face if I really let this kid ride on my head!"

Yang Sanhu turned around, found the cell phone he had just thrown aside, pressed a number again, and began to say something to the people in the number.

"Bang!"

Helplessly, he fought with Sun Hu again. Sun Yihu kicked out, but was avoided by Wu Ming. Wu Ming turned around in the air and kicked Sun Yihu on the head. However, Sun Yihu was not kicked to the ground by Wu Ming's kick. He endured the pain in his body. He turned around and punched Wu Ming's lower abdomen. Wu Ming's eyes moved slightly, and he also felt the pain. Obviously, Sun Yihu was not an ordinary person, but the strength of the two of them was much worse.

"It's not bad!"

Wu Ming also praised it a little, but he quickly grabbed the fist that hit his lower abdomen and was about to quickly withdraw it. His palm was pressed, and suddenly, Sun Yihu's palm seemed to be pressed by a huge iron clamp. The bones in Sun Yihu's wrist began to collapse layer by layer. Even people like Sun Yihu began to sweat coldly and couldn't help screaming. Wu Ming clamped Sun Yihu's head with his feet, then turned his body and threw him to the ground. Sun Yihu's strong body smashed cracks after cracks on the floor, as dense as a spider web.

"Damn it!"

Sun Yihu felt not only the pain everywhere in his body, but also the strong sense of suffocation, but he was still ready to fight hard, holding Wu Ming's clothes with both hands, trying to throw him out, but Wu Ming cleverly avoided this grab, held his palm instead, and pulled him hard, and Sun Yihu's arms were dislocated instantly.

"You are a man, so I'll give you some fun!"

After fighting with Sun Yihu for so long, Wu Ming admired Sun Yihu's lifeless fighting style, so he didn't want to torture him any more. After letting go of Sun Yihu, he churned in the air, and an orange-red light burst out from his right foot, trampling on Sun Yihu's heart!

"boom!"

As soon as there was a violent roar, the ground under Sun Yihu collapsed and sank three or four centimeters. Sun Yihu lost consciousness because of this question and fell on the somewhat sunken ground. He felt as if he had no bones on the ground.

However, life should be guaranteed.

"Damn it! Avenge your boss!"

When Sun Yihu's younger brothers saw that their boss was beaten like this, they were furious and picked up their weapons and started to hit Wu Ming.

"Come on, I think you don't have to work hard. Your boss has been knocked down by me. What can you guys... do?"

Wu Ming's words were full of mockery.

twenty three

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