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Chapter 145 Only One Leg
Ren Hongxiang laughed and said, "Of course, I won't pursue the matter of Wang Yasheng beating my son. But I will pursue the matter of you beating my ten brothers."

Yang Yifan said: "What do you want?"

"You broke one leg of each of my eleven brothers. I don't want more, and I don't want your life. I only cut off one leg of yours."

"Do you think that just a few of them can break my leg?"

"Them? Hmm, if it was you before you were drugged, they might not be your opponent, but if it was after you were drugged, it's hard to say."

"What? You guys poisoned such a good Buddha jumping wall? What a waste of money!"

"To deal with you, even if it is worth paying ten points of Buddha jumping over the wall, breaking the legs of ten of my brothers, you still threaten to tell me to be careful? Today I don't want your life, I only want your leg."

"My leg is here, you can get it if you have the ability!"

Ren Hongxiang waved his hand and said, "Go!"

When Yang Yifan wanted to increase his spiritual power, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his stomach, his head was a little dizzy, and he didn't have much strength in his hands.

Those four big guys looked a little clumsy, but when they made a move, every move and style was absolutely not clumsy, and they were very flexible.

Those four people are all Lianjiazi, and they still have internal strength.

Their fists are like hammers, and when they hit the table, they can break the table.

These four people attacked Yang Yifan's vitals from different directions, and more than a dozen punches fell on Yang Yifan's body.

If Yang Yifan was not poisoned, with his second-level Qi Condensation spiritual power, it would only be a matter of fingers to deal with the four mortals practicing martial arts.

But now Yang Yifan was poisoned, his body was weak and his movements were slow, so he suffered a lot of beatings.

Ren Hongxiang watched, getting more and more excited the more he watched, and sometimes clapped his hands and applauded when he saw a wonderful place.

He wanted those four people to beat Yang Yifan to the ground as soon as possible, and wanted them to beat him severely.

Taking advantage of the gap in Yang Yifan's chest, a dark fat man reached out and grabbed Yang Yifan's chest clothes, and turned his other hand into a fist, and punched Yang Yifan's lower abdomen fiercely.

He punched three times in a row, and then kicked Yang Yifan hard in the chest, kicking Yang Yifan directly to the wall.

Yang Yifan bumped against the wall so that it shook a little, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and felt much better.

When those four people were about to make a move, Ren Hongxiang stretched out his hand and said, "Wait!"

Those four people took a step back and stood there waiting for Ren Hongxiang's order.

Those four people's hands were already swollen, and their arms were also bruised and purple. It seemed that they didn't take advantage of Yang Yifan when they beat Yang Yifan.

After all, Yang Yifan is the body of a cultivator, with a second layer of condensed energy in his body to protect his body, ordinary people like them, how can they deal with Yang Yifan with a few fists?

Ren Hongxiang walked up to Yang Yifan and said, "You have disappointed me so much! I thought you were great and could defeat at least four of my subordinates, but who knows, you're about to fall before I make a move. How about it? ?I admire people like you, but I am also afraid of people like you. If you are willing to kneel down and give me three bangs, from now on, work for me, and I can keep one of your legs. If you don’t Promise, no one can save you today."

Ren Hongxiang took out a dagger from his arms, slapped his palm with the gleaming back of the dagger, and said, "I'll give you a minute to think about it, and when the time is up, you have to give me the answer."

Yang Yifan stood up straight and said: "One minute is too long. I can give you the answer now. If you stop now, just pretend that nothing has happened, and I can let you walk out standing." "

"Hahaha..." Ren Hongxiang laughed loudly: "Yang Yifan, are you a joker invited by a monkey? Under such circumstances, you still dare to bargain with me? Believe it or not, I will let someone take off one of your legs right now." ?”

Yang Yifan said: "There is no turning back when you shoot the bow, you have to think clearly. If you dare to make a move, I will let you crawl out."

"Who are you scaring? Do it! If anyone is soft-hearted, I will cut off his hand!"

Those four burly men instantly looked like mighty lions, their eyes were bloodshot, their fists were clenched tightly, and every vein became very clear under the light.

Yang Yifan is now like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he has no energy at all.

His clothes had been torn more than a dozen times, and his face was also bruised and purple. It was this person who seemed to be able to knock him down with a single punch. His explosive power in an instant shocked everyone present.

He stretched out his hands in an instant, grabbed the clothes on the chest of a burly man with one hand, pulled it forward, and pushed it back, the two burly men rushing forward were like two paper dolls , was thrown out by Yang Yifan.

When the two people landed, they also hit the chair made of golden nanmu.

The chair is broken.

The two vomited blood and passed out.

Yang Yifan swung a punch and hit No.3's burly man on the chin, dislocated his jaw, flew backwards, and landed on a glass table, smashing the glass table to pieces.

Another burly man was kicked away by Yang Yifan and bumped into Ren Hongxiang's body.

Ren Hongxiang flew forward, followed by the power of the chair and table, and jumped up. When his body was in the air, he kicked Yang Yifan a dozen times with his right foot.

His speed is really frightening. His legs are like countless shadows, able to change at will, making it difficult for people to tell which leg is his.

In modern society, to be able to train such a leg is already very remarkable.

This leg once kicked Zhang Dalong to the ground, spitting out blood. In order to survive, he had to slip under Ren Hongxiang's crotch.

Now it is still this leg, kicking down from the top of Yang Yifan's head, covering all the vital points on Yang Yifan's head and chest within the range of his attack.

It was the same leg that kicked Yang Yifan back three steps, forcing him to lean against the wall.

Yang Yifan stretched out his hand to grab it, but he missed it. It turned out that what he grabbed was just the shadow of that leg.

Yang Yifan made a mistake in one move, a fatal gap appeared in his chest, Ren Hongxiang seized this opportunity.

He didn't miss this opportunity. He aimed at Yang Yifan's chest and kicked him hard. If this kick hit Yang Yifan, he was afraid that several of his ribs would be broken.

That kick was fast, accurate, and vicious, but when that kick was about to touch Yang Yifan's clothes, he couldn't kick forward any more, not even half a point forward.

Yang Yifan's right hand grabbed the ankle of that foot, his left hand turned into a palm, and slashed at his calf, and with a click, Ren Hongxiang's leg was broken.

(End of this chapter)