Chapter 65 Street Fight
The red brick in Xiao Yang's hand fell to the ground with a bang.
He touched the blood splattered on his hands, and his breathing became a little rapid.
I don’t know who has said that blood can stimulate people’s adrenal hormones and cause a person to become excited.
At this moment, Xiao Yang actually felt a little excited inside his body.
Growing up, the only time I got into a fight was when I saved a girl in a dark alley one day in high school.
Of course, that might not even be considered a fight. To be precise, it should be a beating.
In fact, although Xiao Yang thought about repairing these odds and ends, this was not the case.
When he saw this group of people, he was still a little scared. He didn't think he could fight a group of people alone.
The original plan of following him was to catch the young man and ask him about Brother Dao's whereabouts. When he saw such a large group of people, Xiao Yang's first thought was to retreat first...
However, when this group of people started talking about smashing cars, Xiao Yang couldn't help it anymore.
The meaning of this car to him is self-evident. To be precise, only when he is in the car, he will inadvertently think of the long-legged girl who stepped on the passenger seat with her bare feet.
The bricks were not broken when the bricks were moved, it was not like in the TV series, when the bricks were moved, the brain exploded and the bricks were broken.
Xiao Yang was a little dazed.
The bricks fell to the ground.
The screams spread throughout the alley.
Brother Dao and the others all looked at Xiao Yang, but the boy who was hit was still confused, covering his head and screaming in agony.
Brother Dao himself was confused. Why did a young man suddenly run out, pick up bricks and hit his brother on the head?
Xiao Yang's breathing was a little rapid, but he quickly calmed down.
Under the astonishment of everyone, Xiao Yang picked up the brick again...
"Damn it, who the hell are you!" The boy covered his bleeding head and said with a hint of crying.
Brother Dao walked forward with a straight face. Before he could speak, Xiao Yang's move fell again.
"Fuck!"
Brother Dao was confused, this guy was a clueless person emotionally.
He quickly backed away, and his attempt to move bricks failed.
"You're the one who's looking for death, aren't you?" Brother Dao said angrily.
Xiao Yang was still holding the bricks, and his mood gradually calmed down. He looked at the people in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Fang, who is it?"
"Why did you smash my store, why did you smash my car?"
His voice was not loud, but it had a lot of momentum, and the expression on his face became calmer, not as nervous and urgent as the first time.
"So you're the car owner!" Brother Dao snorted.
"Damn, it seems I hit the wrong person!"
"Car owner?" Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment before he understood.
It turned out that the person they wanted to beat was the owner of the Phaeton, that is, himself, and Lu Xing was just driving his own car and blocking the knife for him.
"Boy, you are quite smart. I might as well tell you that you were the one that my brothers wanted to destroy. You were lucky enough to let someone block the knife."
"It's okay now, I delivered it to your door!" Brother Dao shook his head and smiled.
"Brother Dao, doesn't Mr. Fang dislike us for not destroying that boy? Now that the real master is here..."
Brother Dao immediately understood that this place was different from the barbecue restaurant. It was in the bustling area of ​​the university town and there were many people. If things got serious, it would not end well.
But here, it's different.
"Brothers, destroy this kid and go get the money with Mr. Fang tonight!" Brother Dao's expression changed and he waved his hand.
Several people understood immediately and gathered around Xiao Yang.
For some reason, Xiao Yang was not as panicked as before, but instead felt a little excited, and the bricks in his hands were packed tighter!
At this moment, a figure flashed past.
Among the young people surrounding him, someone kicked him sideways.
I don't know if it was because of his recent martial arts training, but Xiao Yang felt it right away.
His hands were quick, and when he turned around, a brick fell down.
The next second, there was another scream in the alley.
"Come together!" Brother Dao is not a moral person.
In just a short while, Xiao Yang opened the mouth of two people, and everyone understood that this stupid boy was a ruthless person who could kill.
At that moment, everyone punched and kicked him.
Xiao Yang didn't have much experience in fighting, so he swung the brick and threw it at the person in front of him.
Just the next second, a hand fell down and the bricks clattered to the ground.
Another punch landed on Xiao Yang's face, and he immediately took several steps back, feeling burning pain on his face.
Xiao Yang spat and then took a stance.
Wing Chun, every move he had practiced in the past few days suddenly came to mind.
Xiao Yang clenched his fists and his finger joints creaked.
"It should be useful. Even if you are not a martial arts master, you can still deal with a few gangsters!" Xiao Yang murmured in his heart.
The next second, a young man rushed up.
Xiao Yang took a long breath, but at this moment, he felt that the opponent's movements seemed extremely slow, and the trajectory of the punch appeared in his mind.
Xiao Yang took his time and took a step forward. The next second, he turned sideways, turned his fist into a palm, and struck down with one blow.
A crisp sound came from the other party's elbow.
The young man's face was suddenly full of pain, a scream was heard, and the next second, Xiao Yang raised his feet and fell down.
With a bang, the opponent was kicked two meters away.
Xiao Yang's face was suddenly filled with astonishment.
He originally thought that the Wing Chun provided by the system was just for physical fitness, and that it was just a show-off like the grandparents who practiced in the square early in the morning.
Even when he was practicing by himself, he only felt that the punch was not strong enough but weak.
Who would have thought that this move would be so powerful in one move.
Brother Dao didn't expect that the younger brother who rushed forward was directly knocked away.
Immediately he shouted, and everyone rushed up together.
This time, Xiao Yang not only didn't panic at all, but became even more excited.
He had long wanted to know whether the martial arts secrets given by the system were useful.
Seeing people rushing towards him, he immediately punched him.
Wing Chun emphasizes both offense and defense, fast punches and tight defense, taking care of both left and right, staying and sending.
Brother Dao was outnumbered, but Xiao Yang had no intention of retreating. His fist was slightly bent, and his arm hit the opponent's face directly like a straight line.
boom!
Brother Dao was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, and his posture alone could make most people stop.
But Xiao Yang had quick hands and quick eyes, and the punch hit Brother Dao directly on the face.
For a moment, Brother Dao felt a sour and spicy pain coming from his nose, and it became difficult to even breathe for a while.
He took a few steps back, wiped his hand, and the next second, his whole palm was covered in blood, sticky with mucus from his nose.
Xiao Yang didn't look at Brother Dao. The power of this punch was really unexpected, so he continued to punch.
Bang bang bang!
The fists poured down like afterimages, but within a few breaths, Brother Dao and the others all had different scars on their faces...
Chapter completed!