The price depreciated by a million times at the beginning

But now, it was impossible for the car to slow down.

She screamed in horror, and wanted to run towards Xu Zhengyang and the others, trying to use them as a shield.

"Ah! Help me! Help me!!"

It's a pity that I didn't take two steps, and there was a harsh brake sound.

Bang! !

Ouch!

There was a heavy impact, and the woman flew four or five meters in response, and there was no movement on the spot.

The body is still twitching.

This time, even Lin Yourong couldn't sympathize with this woman.

This is what it means to be self-inflicted, and she also realized that her soft-heartedness was not appropriate at all, so she could only look back helplessly, unable to bear to watch this scene.

Xu Zhengyang even looked at the drunk man with silly eyes.

I found that the hand that I looked at carefully looked familiar to this person.

It's a bit like the last time I beat the Sun family in the gymnasium, the Zhang Yao who ran out and let me join their family camp to participate in the martial arts competition.

Knock this woman out.

The drunk man just shook his head, sobering up a little.

But he didn't show any fear, he just winked at the two subordinates.

The two hurried forward and dragged the woman into the car.

And this drunken man seemed to have an evil fire that he had nowhere to vent, so he looked at Xu Zhengyang coldly.

"Zhang Yao from a martial arts family, who are you?"

Xu Zhengyang looked at him and asked.

The man was taken aback, and the wine sobered up again.

"You...you know my sister?"

Chapter 177, Master Zhang's Conspiracy

"Unfamiliar."

Xu Zhengyang spit out two words lightly.

The man squinted at Xu Zhengyang, suddenly frowned, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, I know you. Your name is Xu Zhengyang, right? It's the one my sister invited to help. You injured Sun Chuanfeng?"

There was a trace of scrutiny in his eyes, as if he didn't believe that Xu Zhengyang could hurt Sun Chuanfeng.

It is very likely that my sister deliberately used Xu Zhengyang as a shield in order to disturb the matchmaking between Huang and the Sun family.

"It should be me."

Xu Zhengyang smiled faintly.

"Hmph, it's not so easy to stand in the camp of my Zhang family and gain the glory of our family. I don't see what you can do!"

The man sneered.

"I can see that you are very capable. You can actually train a woman to be submissive. What a hero."

Xu Zhengyang clapped his hands twice, his tone full of sarcasm.

There was a cold gleam in the man's eyes, but he chuckled, showing his shameless energy to the fullest.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, it's just a dog. We're willing to fight each other, but you don't seem to care about it."

"Of course I don't care about that."

Xu Zhengyang nodded, smiled slightly, and without stopping, he led everyone towards the warehouse not far away.

Didn't even say goodbye.

Except for the sons of those big families or the sons of the yamen in a few cities.

This is the first ordinary peer who dares to be so rude to him, Young Master Zhang.

"court death!"

Looking at the back of Xu Zhengyang swaggering away, Young Master Zhang muttered coldly.

"Master, do you want me to go up and teach him a lesson?"

One of his subordinates asked with a dark face, his eyes were shining brightly, he looked like a martial arts practitioner, and his kung fu was not weak.

"No! Hmph, why kill the mouse yourself, just watch how he dies the day after tomorrow."

He sneered and got into the car.

In the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

The Santai City Martial Arts Tournament has begun.

The location is in a factory on the outskirts of the city.

The so-called underground martial arts conference naturally has some rules that cannot be accepted by the law.

So it is impossible to hold it in any formal place.

The factory building obviously started to be opened more than ten days ago.

The windows of the workshop are basically sealed.

There are two viewing platforms on the upper and lower floors, and in the middle is a huge and spacious half-meter pit.

A huge bridge crane is on both sides of the workshop, and a huge hook hangs from the crane, hanging above the center of the deep pit.

It means that this is the playing field.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, the outside of the workshop was already surrounded by vehicles.

And there are ten ambulances parked.