Chapter 2664: Kick to death

OMG!
Ye Tianlong wasn't enough to beat people, so he dared to break Oda Yoshiko's hand? I really don't know how to live or die.
Pu Ziyuan sighed secretly. Today's Ye Tianlong, a high-ranking position, and the cruelty of the accumulation of blood and bones is becoming more and more obvious.
But she didn't feel terrible at all, on the contrary, she felt more at ease because she believed Ye Tianlong would not hurt herself.
"what--"
At this moment, Yoshiko Oda reacted, and then let out a miserable howl, and the gun that he pulled out fell to the ground.
She glared at Ye Tianlong and shouted, "Do you dare to break my hand?"
"It's still one."
Before her voice fell, Ye Tianlong stepped over again, giving her no chance to escape, grabbed her left hand, and twisted it again.
With another ‘click’, Yoshiko Oda’s left hand was also broken.
The pig-killing screams screamed again, and Oda Yoshiko fell to the ground and rolled uncontrollably.
Dozens of people evaded subconsciously while looking at Ye Tianlong with horrified eyes. They didn't expect this guy to be so fierce.
"Stop! Stop!"
"Bage, do you dare to hit Oda Yoshiko?"
Afterwards, more than a dozen Oriental men and women reacted, rushing to surround Ye Tianlong with anger, and backhanded out a pocket samurai sword.
Park Siyuan yelled hysterically: "Asshole, do you dare to hurt Jia Ryoko? Abolish him for me! Abolish him!"
Oda Yoshiko was the cousin of his fiancée, who was sent to study by his side, so he was injured by Ye Tianlong, and he couldn't explain to his fiancée.
Seeing that Park Siyuan and the others were going to deal with Ye Tianlong, Park Xuanwu also yelled, and came up with a bunch of Park's nephews: "Don't move Ye Shao!"
Patience and tolerance, can't in exchange for peace of mind, only more humiliation, Park Xuanwu decided to tear his face.
Pu Ziyuan also gestured to the Pu's bodyguards, and dozens of Pu's bodyguards poured in. They were originally aggrieved, and they were full of blood and resurrected after they had the backbone.
The two sides confronted each other.
"Pu Ziyuan, do you dare to fight me? Are you looking for death?"
When Park Siyuan saw Park Ziyuan and the others fighting against him for outsiders, he was frustrated: "Believe it or not, I will let you sideline forever!"
Pu Ziyuan remained unmoved: "Whoever dares to besiege Ye Shao, I'll be polite to anyone!"
Park Xuanwu also gritted his teeth: "This is our home, not your site, Park Siwon."
"You do not live or die!"
Pu Siyuan was furious, and then shouted into the corner: "Master Longchi."
A bald-headed Oriental monk stood up, and in the next second, more than a dozen people were directly hit and appeared in front of Ye Tianlong.
Very tyrannical.
The Eastern monk has white eyebrows and snow, with an old face, wearing a dark gray gauze, and a scar on his head.
A breath of killing and killing from one hundred battles rushed out of him and enveloped the entire hall, and everyone present felt that the winter had fallen instantly.
Hearing the words Master Longchi, the men and women around Pu Siyuan were all respectful, and Pu Zhenyun's expression changed slightly, apparently knowing who he was.
This is a famous monk in the East, and one of the best karate masters in the East. Looking at the entire East, his strength can be in the top ten.
Rumor has it that the skill has reached the eighth rank.
"Master Longchi, beat that kid to me, if he interrupted Jia Liangzi's hands, you will interrupt his hands and feet for me."
When Park Si-won saw the Dongyang monk stand up, he suppressed the Park's bodyguard subconsciously backing away, as if he had found a backing: "It breaks every inch."
Ye Tianlong stopped Pu Ziyuan and the others from doing it, and looked at Master Longchi with a sneer: "Is it just such a waste?"
"Eight grid!"
Hearing Ye Tianlong's humiliation, Master Longchi's pupils shrank, and his fighting spirit soared, staring at Ye Tianlong viciously.
His heart is beating violently, his blood is boiling and burning, and his whole body is full of infinite energy.
At this time, he could smash a one-meter-thick steel plate with one punch, and a Ye Tianlong could even be beaten directly into meat sauce.
Yoshiko Oda yelled angrily: "Kill him!"
Ye Tianlong hooked his finger at him: "Come on!"
"go to hell."
Master Longchi roared in dissatisfaction, and his figure shook, and he immediately came in front of Ye Tianlong, with his hands claws into claws, grabbing at the ribs on both sides of Ye Tianlong.
He has used this method more than once, with his hands deeply inserted into the enemy's ribs, making the opponent immobile.
Then use the power of both hands to abruptly tear each other apart.
Pu Zhenyun and Pu Ziyuan subconsciously shouted: "Ye Shao be careful!"
"I said, you are a trash."
Facing a thunderous blow from Master Longchi, Ye Tianlong smiled contemptuously, his right leg suddenly lifted, and the sweep speed was twice as fast as the opponent.
The moment Master Longchi touched his ribs, Ye Tianlong's right leg had already hit his face severely.
"boom!"
Master Longchi's face instantly became bloodshot and flushed, and his 150-jin body flew out like a cannonball, and hit the wall behind.
Afterwards, his body slid off the wall like a puddle of mud, the floor was covered with blood, half of his shocked cheek was completely damaged, and there was no sound.
died!
Don't look down!
"what--"
The audience was silent again, shocked, and it was hard to believe that Ye Tianlong looked at Ye Tianlong. No matter how he could not think, Ye Tianlong killed Master Long Chi with one move.
Yoshiko Oda was also terrified, her face distorted.
Pu Xuanwu and the others were extremely excited, extremely passionate, and extremely smooth, and Pu Zhenyun also passed a touch of splendor, clamping her legs slightly.
Ye Tianlong swept past Pu Siyuan and his group: "Who else wants to die?"
Dozens of people's eyelids jumped, all of them subconsciously avoided Ye Tianlong's gaze, with shame in their eyes, but even more indescribable fear.
Mage Longchi was stunned, and they rushed up to look for death, not to mention that Pu's bodyguard had already pulled out his gun and aimed at them under the sign of Pu Ziyuan.
"You killed Master Longchi?"
Park Siyuan struggled to squeeze out: "Do you know who he is? Do you know who we are?"
Ye Tianlong sneered: "Everyone is dead, don't you think it is ridiculous to tell me this?"
"Instead I am you, you should consider your own end."
He took a tissue from the table and gently wiped a little blood on the back of his hand.
"you--"
Pu Siyuan became angry from embarrassment: "No matter how good you are, would you dare to kill us?"
"What you are facing is not just the Royal Sword Society, the Pu family, and the entire Nan Han."
"Even if you can run and hide with your skills, can Pu Zhenyun, Pu Ziyuan, and Pu Xuanwu avoid retaliation?"
He screamed at Ye Tianlong, "Moreover, tonight is our Pu family's internal affairs, and your involvement is not in compliance with the rules."
"You are not qualified to interfere with our Pu family."
"You are going to get out now, I assume that this hasn't happened, or I will call the security guard and call the Taicheng official."
He tried to threaten Ye Tianlong to find a bit of face.