Xuan Neng Bao Jian

Chapter 201 Rage

"Huh? Kid, what are you doing?"

Hearing the icy voice behind them, all the gangsters looked at each other and turned their heads to stare at Wang Xiaohu.

"It's you? Why are you here?"

Sun Yi squinted at Wang Xiaohu, his eyes slightly complicated.

"Boy, I don't care who you are? Hurry up, if you dare to spoil my good deeds, I will kill you!"

"What are you still doing in a daze? Get out!" The gangsters stared at Wang Xiaohu fiercely.

At this time, Tao Shilin was already unconscious from the drug-induced seizures. She curled up on the sofa in pain, moaning constantly.

"Sister Tao!" Seeing the tear stains in the corners of Tao Shilin's eyes, Wang Xiaohu clenched his fists tightly, his muscles and bones roaring and creaking, he glanced at the gangsters with a livid face, and shouted coldly: "Today, no one wants to leave! "

"Hehe, I still want to be a hero to save the beauty, so I don't piss and take pictures of you!"

Guo Fucheng stared at Wang Xiaohu sarcastically and spat in disdain.

"Tsk tsk, this little boy is so handsome, why not play with my brother!"

A bloated fat man swept Wang Xiaohu back and forth with lewd eyes.

"Hahahaha!" Hearing the fat man's words, the gangsters laughed even more.

"Little brother, the chest muscles are very strong!" The fat man smiled obscenely, and touched Wang Xiaohu's chest from behind.

There was a crisp "crack", and before his hand reached his body, Wang Xiaohu firmly clasped his wrist. The big iron-like hand squeezed hard, "Ah!" Instantly, the bones shattered, and the fat man was in pain. howled.

Wang Xiaohu raised his leg and kicked the fat man's lower abdomen. The fat man didn't have time to react. With a "bang", he flew upside down in an instant and fell to the ground lifeless.

The entire private room froze for an instant, and it took three seconds for everyone to react.

"Mo Dan, dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, let me kill him!"

Guo Fucheng slapped the table, stared at Wang Xiaohu with fiery eyes and roared angrily.

"Come on... kill him!" A group of gangsters bared their teeth and rushed towards Wang Xiaohu with fists in turn.

"Bang bang!" As soon as he lifted his leg, like a pillar, he swept across, and the two gangsters who rushed to the front were directly thrown away by him.

"Be careful, everyone, this kid is weird!"

Someone yelled, "Dang lang, dong lang!" The cold light flickered, and many gangsters pulled out the small knives hidden on their bodies one after another, and surrounded Wang Xiaohu with a gloomy expression.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Wang Xiaohu dodged left and right, and knocked down the gangster in front of him with two fists, but after all, the opponent was too many, and they were still holding knives. Isn't Sister Tao going to be in danger again.

Seeing the gangster charging towards him with a knife, Wang Xiaohu frowned slightly, his eyes swept across the box, and finally landed on the sofa in front of him.

With a "bang", he kicked hard with his right leg, and the sofa flipped upside down, knocking the two gangsters into the air, and Wang Xiaohu stepped forward, grabbing the back of the sofa with both hands, as if holding a big tripod. Generally, wildly swung up.

He was already tall, but with the strength of lifting the cauldron, he instantly looked like a demon.

"Bang, boom, ah...!" Those gangsters couldn't get close to him at all. Anyone who touched the sofa was knocked out instantly, and the whole box wailed for a while, and the originally fierce gangsters fell in disorder. The ground groaned in pain.

"My day...!" Seeing Wang Xiaohu's majestic appearance, Guo Fucheng trembled instantly, he crawled on the ground with his neck curled up, trying to sneak away.

With a loud "dong", the whole private room trembled slightly, and a sofa hit heavily in front of Guo Fucheng, scaring him to squat on the ground, looking up at Wang Xiaohu in horror.

"You...what are you going to do? Let me tell you, I am a cadre of the Little Knife Club, if you dare to touch me, will our Little Knife let you go!"

Guo Fucheng scratched his neck and roared in a trembling voice.

"Dragon has reverse scales, you will die if you touch it!" Wang Xiaohu stared at Guo Fucheng coldly, his eyes were red and his face was as cold as frost.

"Bang!" He lifted his foot and stepped directly on Guo Fucheng's thigh. There was a crisp "crack" and the bones broke.

"Ah...!" Guo Fucheng hugged his right leg and wailed in pain. The sharp pain made his whole body sweat, and he was on the verge of fainting.

"Don't...don't, let me go, I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again!"

Seeing Wang Xiaohu's leg raised again, Guo Fucheng's distorted face due to pain turned blue and red, his eyes kept screaming in fear.

"Since you were wrong, you have to pay for your mistake!"

Wang Xiaohu groaned, and stepped on it again without mercy.

"Ah...!" Suddenly, a heart-piercing roar echoed throughout the box.

"Open the door! Help!" Sun Yi didn't know when he ran to the door in the chaos. He slapped the door hard and shouted in horror.

With a "snap", a big white hand patted his shoulder.

For a moment, Sun Yi felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

He twisted his stiff neck with difficulty, and sure enough, Wang Xiaohu behind him was staring at him indifferently.

"No...!" Just as he was about to speak, he felt his body lighten, and he flew upside down. With a "spray", he slammed heavily on the wall.

"Brother Xiaohu, ahem, let me go, Shi Lin, I will give it to you, and Jingbao Pavilion will also be given to you, it's all yours, just let me go!"

Sun Yi coughed up two mouthfuls of blood heavily, looked at Wang Xiaohu in horror, and trembled violently.

He could vividly remember the misery of the gangsters in the Little Knife Club. At this time, he had long been terrified by Wang Xiaohu's demon-like appearance.

"Step... step!" Wang Xiaohu walked towards Sun Yi step by step with a cold face.

Those heavy steps were like stepping on his heart, which made him feel so oppressed that it was difficult for him to breathe.

Wang Xiaohu stood in front of Sun Yi, staring condescendingly at Sun Yi who was half lying in the corner and said slowly: "It's lucky that Sister Sun trusts you so much, you actually drugged her, are you still human?"

"I'm not a human, I'm just a beast, Brother Xiaohu, please let me go, for the sake of my acquaintance with Shi Lin, please let me go!"

While crying, Sun Yi slapped his face, his unkempt appearance was like a beggar.

"As expected, the most humble man is invincible!" Seeing Sun Yi slapping himself frantically, Wang Xiaohu frowned and shook his head. He turned his head to look at the unconscious Tao Shilin, and slowly raised his right fist.

"Crack, click!" The joints symphony, like the sound of thunder in the hand.

Watching Wang Xiaohu's casserole-like fist hit his forehead, Sun Yi's body trembled violently.

"No...don't...!" He screamed and closed his eyes reflexively.

There was a muffled "bang", and the whole private room trembled.

Sun Yi's eyes, which were squeezed into hydrangea, slowly opened and he looked at the big hole on his side that was opened by Wang Xiaohu's punch, and his spine felt cold.

"Remember, if you dare to pester Sister Tao again, the next punch will hit your head!"

Wang Xiaohu groaned, walked out the door with Tao Shilin in his arms.

(End of this chapter)