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Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a palm wind came, and before Lu Wei could react, he was blown several meters away. He rolled on the ground twice before he came to a stop.

He grimaced in pain, "Fuck! What are you still standing there for! Go ahead!"

The others all looked as if they had seen a ghost. Upon hearing the curses, a group of younger brothers immediately went over to help Lu Wei up, while another group rushed over to hack and kill Zhang Yiyan.

Suddenly, Zhang Yiyan turned his head and looked at Lin Zhuo, forgetting to teach this chatterbox a lesson. The latter's body shook violently and he pulled the nearest younger brother to stand in front of him.

With another slap, Lin Zhuo and his little brother who was dragged down as a scapegoat did two and a half spins in the air and slammed straight towards Lu Wei. The man who had just stood up was knocked down again, screaming in pain.

The bruised faces of the two men really frightened each other. Lu Wei shouted at a young man standing behind him, "Big Lei, kill him!"

At this time, a ruffian-looking young man came out holding an iron rod, which made a harsh sound as it scratched on the concrete floor.

Seeing him holding a stick in his left hand, and revealing the tattoo on his left wrist, Zhang Yiyan raised an eyebrow, "Who are you?"

Lei Zi grabbed the iron rod and casually put it on his shoulder, with a hint of evil in his cold eyes, "You are not worthy of knowing my name! Now, kneel down and beg Westbrook for forgiveness, and I will let you go!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yiyan suddenly laughed. It turned out that people would laugh when they were speechless.

However, Cao Lin beside him lowered his voice to remind him, "This guy is very aggressive in a fight, as if he doesn't care about his life. You'd better be careful!" Then he took a few steps back, not afraid that Zhang Yiyan would lose the fight.

It looks like he's suffered a loss.

Zhang Yiyan nodded, took two steps forward, and casually hooked his index finger, "I'll give you a hand!"

This action obviously angered Lei Zi. He roared, rushed over, and used all his strength to raise the iron rod and smash it on the head!

The iron rod cut through the air, making a whistling sound!

Zhang Yiyan stood firmly in place, as if he was unmoved even when facing a catastrophe.

His body was straight and upright, his eyes were calm, the expression on his face had not changed at all, there was even a hint of a smile. With just one glance, he took in all the movements of the person in front of him.

This man fights with brute force and reckless ferocity, and every move is deadly, probably because he has fought too many times and has rich practical experience. For those who are timid, this fighting style may scare them away because of his ferocious expression and fierce momentum.

However, Zhang Yiyan is not an ordinary person. Although he looks thin, he is a ruthless character who dares to beat up even demons and monsters. He does not even take an ordinary person seriously.

He easily raised his arm to block the swinging iron rod, then quickly turned his wrist and grasped the other end of the iron rod. He bent his fingers slightly and grabbed it with all his strength. The hard iron rod actually left five deep fingerprints under his palm!

Then he raised his foot and kicked hard at the opponent's chest.

Lei Zi's eyes widened, his face full of astonishment. Before he could make any defense, he was kicked hard and flew several meters away. His body rolled in the air, and finally fell to the ground in a mess. When he struggled to get up, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turned pale as paper, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

There were several exclamations and gasps all around. This guy must be cheating! That was Lei Zi, the best player under Westbrook, and he was kicked away so easily! The key point was that he really gave up one hand!

Without stopping, Zhang Yiyan quickly jumped up and performed a beautiful spinning kick that drew an arc in the air, accompanied by a strong gust of wind. The two people who rushed towards him were instantly hit hard in the face by the whirlwind kick and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Seeing that they were obviously hesitant, Zhang Yiyan adjusted his hair and did not rush to continue, but watched quietly.

Soon, the three people who were knocked to the ground struggled to get up and gathered together with the other four people again. Their eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, but also a hint of fear.

Zhang Yiyan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile. His eyes slowly swept over the seven people in front of him, gently pointed at Lu Wei with his finger, and then pointed at the others one by one. His eyes were cold and sharp, as if they could penetrate people's souls.

Knife! Stick! Wrench! The only thing missing is a butterfly knife!

Encourage some!

"Seven Great King Kongs?" The voice was low and mocking. "How ridiculous! I think it would be better to change your name to Seven Stink Bugs!"

"how!"

The contempt and disdain in his tone completely ignited the anger of several people. They were so angry that they looked at Lu Wei, who gritted his teeth and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Damn it, Duan Hui, who on earth did you bring with you!"

When he was called out, Duan Hui had an expression of "as expected". He had tried all the persuasion, but he refused to listen. He even said those dirty words which made Zhang Yiyan angry. Now that he couldn't beat him anymore, he remembered to ask, "Awei, I told you a long time ago that his beatings hurt a lot, but you refused to listen! I advise you for the last time, don't fight him, you can't beat him! You should just surrender with those seven worms!"

"I'll kill you!" Lu Wei waved his fist fiercely. "Whoever can kill him will be rewarded with 100 million! No, 500 million!"

When the younger brothers heard this, their eyes lit up. Then they heard Lu Wei continue to roar, "It counts even if you break off some spare parts. Small parts cost 10! Large parts cost 100 million!"

“Ah! Charge!”

If you don’t charge now, you will be disrespectful to money!

Zhang Yiyan waved at Duan Hui and Cao Lin who were about to come up to help, signaling them to step back. The two men knew what to do and actually stepped back.

Cao Lin had seen Zhang Yiyan's strength with his own eyes. He was a weakling who could only be beaten in the past. As for Duan Hui, he wanted to see how much more Zhang Yiyan could do.

He convinced himself that this was knowing both himself and the enemy, but he still secretly clenched his fists, ready to rush over to help as soon as there was any sign of something wrong!

In the darkness of the night, the seven leaders, some with glaring eyes, some with ferocious faces, and some with cold smiles, held their weapons tightly, their muscles tense, like mad beasts.

Zhang Yiyan stood there quietly, unarmed, with a scornful smile on his face, not taking them seriously.

With a sneer, he stepped forward with force and rushed forward, slapping Da Jun's face with a fierce horizontal palm, causing his fat flesh to tremble. The wrench in his hand fell to the ground, almost causing him secondary damage!

Lei Zi threw a left punch and a right knee, but before he could make the third move, Zhang Yiyan did a back-and-forth kick and hit him in the chest again.

Ajie stepped forward and kicked sideways, and Zhang Yiyan stepped forward and kicked back, hitting the opponent's arm.

"Be careful!" Duan Hui warned loudly!