Chapter 31: : I didn't discuss it!

"roll!"
Fang Bai's eyes flickered sharply, he cried out, raised his fists, and met the two fists that hit his chest.
Snapped--
Snapped--
Two crisp sounds sounded almost simultaneously, and the two men shattered their fists and screamed back.
Among the seven people who besieged Fang Bai, three of them lost their combat power.
The other four were taken aback, as if they didn't expect Fang Bai to be so powerful, and immediately drew the prepared steel pipes from their waists and waved them at Fang Bai.
Fang Bai gave a sneer, stepped back, bent over and probed his hands, grabbed the legs of the man who had been knocked down by him, and lifted him up. Using his body as a weapon, he smashed the four people who were rushing with steel pipes. .
With Fang Bai's current strength, the man's body weighing more than 100 catties was in his hands, which was about the weight of a steel pipe, and it was laborious to grasp it.
Fang Bai dragged this humanoid weapon and waved it in the air, like the autumn wind sweeping leaves, knocking the four men on the ground to the ground.
"Damn, the idea is hard! It flashed!"
The remaining young man with tattoos turned around and ran away when he saw that the situation was bad.
"You fall down too!"
Fang Bai kicked out with his right foot against the ground, and a steel pipe on the ground whizzed volley up into the air, slamming it on the calf of the young man with tattoos.
The young man with tattoos was happily running. Suddenly, there was a huge pain in his calf, and he screamed, fell forward, his face touched the ground, his face was bloody.
Fang Bai strode to the young man with tattoos, squatted down and asked coldly, "Say, who pays for you to beat me?"
"We are gangsters, we have our own rules and we cannot betray our employers! I won't tell you!"
The tattooed young man was so stiff, he wiped the blood off his face and glared at Fang Bai grimly.
"Heh...really?"
Fang Bai sneered, holding down the tattooed young man's head, and pressing hard to the ground.
Bang--
The tattooed youth's forehead made a close contact with the ground, and an egg-sized blood bag immediately appeared.
"Don't tell me, I will smash your head like a watermelon!"
Fang Bai's tone was harsh, and a ray of murderous aura was released. The tattooed youth couldn't help fighting a cold war.
"I...I said..." Under Fang Bai's icy gaze, the tattooed youth's psychological line of defense collapsed, and he raised his hand and pointed to an alley not far away, "Our employer... is there..."
Fang Bai turned his head and looked in the direction pointed by the tattooed youth. He was seeing a head sticking out of the alley and looking towards this side. Who is Liu Yichen?
When Liu Yichen and Ye Luo met, they were shocked and turned white. They immediately retracted their heads and turned and ran towards the depths of the alley.
Liu Yichen wanted to trouble Fang Bai at the medical school that day, but he was beaten up by Fang Bai. He was unwilling to do so. So he spent money to invite eight tattooed youths from the "Hong Ye" in the western suburbs to let them vent their anger for themselves.
But what Liu Yichen did not expect was that several of Hongye's men were vulnerable, and Fang Bai was brought down in an instant.
And the young man with tattoos named "Dragon Four" seemed to sell himself.
Liu Yichen was frightened and angry. He was anxious and scolded Long Si and the others for trash. He thought that if he can escape this time, he must spend more money next time. Ask a few real masters to come forward and teach Fang Bai. Can't swallow.
Liu Yichen's father is a well-known real estate owner in Zhongzhou, with billions of assets. As a rich second generation, he lacks nothing but money.
As soon as he ran out of Hu, a figure suddenly blocked in front of Liu Yichen, Fang Bai.
"Spend money to hire someone to teach me... Oh, Liu Yichen, isn't it the first time you provoke me, right? I really think I am a soft persimmon, can I just pinch it?"
Fang Bai approached Liu Yichen step by step, the smile on his face made Liu Yichen shudder.
Liu Yichen had suffered from Fang Bai's loss and knew that facing Fang Bai alone, he could only be abused, so he wisely chose to escape again.
He turned around and rushed to the other end of the alley at a speed of 100 meters.
However, compared with Fang Bai's speed, his speed was simply not worth mentioning, and Fang Bai overtook him just a few steps away.
"Go!"
Fang Bai reached behind Liu Yichen, stretched out his big hand, grabbed him by the collar, dragged him out of the alley like a dead dog and onto the pedestrian street.
Longsi, who was knocked down by Fang Bai, waited for eight men. He just got up from the ground groaningly. Before he could leave, he shook as he saw Fang Bai coming back.
"Leave it to you. If it is done well, I will let you go. If it is not done well, I will interrupt one of your legs!"
Fang Bai said, pushing Liu Yichen in front of the eight people like Longsi, folded his arms, and said coldly: "You all start together and beat him... Well, if I don't say stop, you won't stop, keep beating. I am satisfied!"
"Who would dare to hit me?" Liu Yichen cried out like a pig slaughter. "My father is Liu Yuanlong! There are people in our family in both black and white! Who dares to beat me, I let him not see the sun tomorrow! I... Damn!"
Before he finished speaking, Fang Bai was slapped and slapped to the ground.
"Don't say your dad is Liu Yuanlong, even if he is a real dragon, I will beat you without discussing it!"
Fang Bai was an immortal emperor in his previous life and moved across the nine heavens of the immortal world. Only others were afraid of him. When was he afraid of others?
Although there are rules and laws in this world to restrain the world, Fang Bai will not take the initiative to provoke right and wrong, but no matter who it is, as long as he angers him, he will break all restraints and fight back ten times a hundred times.
For the other side, the martial artist must be happy with gratitude and grudges, otherwise he will lose Dao Xin, which will adversely affect cultivation.
Under Fang Bai's gaze, he learned about his powerful Longsi and other eight people, gritted his teeth to resist the pain on his body, and began to beat Liu Yichen.
Long Si and the others were full of resentment towards Liu Yichen and thought in their hearts: "You ask us to beat people. I didn't say that the other party is so good before, otherwise our brothers won't take this business. Damn, you are cheating us. Brother! You deserve to be beaten to death!
The more they thought about it, the more angry they became, and they couldn’t help using more strength between their fists and feet.
Where did Liu Yichen, an ordinary senior high school student and second-generation ancestor who grew up with a golden spoon, suffered such a beating?
Raining fists fell on him, his body curled up, his head rolled, and his mouth kept screaming.
After a while, his body twitched, his eyes rolled, motionless, and he seemed to have passed out in a coma.
When Liu Yichen was knocked out, Long Si and the others stopped, and when they turned their heads to look at Fang Bai, they found that Fang Bai was nowhere to be found.
"Brother Long, what shall we do now?"
A young man with dyed yellow hair rubbed his sore arm and leaned to Long Si to ask.
"Go, go back first, and tell Hong Ye about this. If you hit us, you will offend Hong Ye. On the boundary of Zhongzhou City, you can offend Hong Ye? That kid named Fang Bai... This time it's over. !"
Soon after Long Si and the others left, Liu Yichen, who was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, secretly opened his eyes and looked around, then rolled over and climbed up, limping and quickly disappearing to the corner of the street in the surprised eyes of passers-by.