Chapter 612: Fight (2)

If it was poked by ordinary people, to Fujita Ichiro, it's just like being bitten by an ant, not to mention, his back is not his empty door, and cultivation from a young age has made his back as strong as a steel plate Then, no one can take advantage of his back.
However, Yang Zimei's jab has a very strong penetrating power, first of all, like a bite of an ant, with a slight pain.
But the pain quickly began to spread across his entire spine, and then pressed down against his back like something heavy.
He couldn't stand, and with a bang, the whole man fell on the ground, his face banged directly on the hard cement board, and his front teeth were broken, making him scream in pain.
Because his volume is too large, and the fat and fat are too large, this flutter cannot rise up quickly like an ordinary person.
What's more, Yang Zimei already injected him with a few evil spirits when he fluttered on the ground, making his limbs unable to move, and his body was only squirming, which was so ridiculous that it attracted the surrounding observers. There was a rush of laughter and shouting: "Little Chinese girl, good job, kick the Japanese fat pig out of China!"
The other two Sumo who had been watching the battle saw the situation in front of them, and guessed that Yang Zimei was a terrible commodity, so they murmured Japanese for a while, and then they besieged to Yang Zimei one by one.
"The Japanese fat pig is really shameless, one of the two attacking girls!"
The onlookers saw that these two sumo were much taller and bigger than that of Fujita Ichiro, and their faces were full of flesh and blood, and they were so aggressive that they stepped on the ground as if an elephant had stepped on them, making a dull sound, almost making people feel that Shocked.
Therefore, they began to ridicule and made them embarrassed to start with Yang Zimei.
But those two sumo did not care about these arguments.
The two of them, like two hills, pressed over to Yang Zimei.
It's a hot summer, and the two people exuded an unpleasant fatty smell of sweat and sweat, almost like entering a rural pigpen when they were young, making Yang Zi grimace.
She hurriedly blocked her sense of smell.
When the two sumo rushed at her, her body flickered lightly, avoiding the severe attack, and the forefingers of both hands stretched out at the same time, and accurately moved to their points.
Who knows, the two men's moving acupoints were actually protected by heavy fat, which caused her acupoint failure.
It's so hot now, and there are many people watching, a little suffocating.
Yang Zimei was too lazy to play with them too much, his fingers were printed, and a wicked atmosphere was popped into their hearts.
Strangely, the evil spirit that was supposed to enter their minds and hearts suddenly popped out and back at her.
She hurriedly changed her finger to digest the evil spirit.
The evil spirit that shot out bounced back, something that she had never met since her debut.
what is the problem?
Between her doubts, the two sumo wrestled at her again, as if Taishan peaked.
Yang Zimei dodged again.
There is no use of Yinsha and acupuncture points, the body is like a swallow, suddenly jumps high, kicks his feet to one of the sumo's neck fiercely.
The sumo was less able to dodge, and was kicked by her neck, screaming, spitting blood, and fell to the ground.
Another Sumo maniac moved her bulky body and waved her fist at her.