Urban Hidden Dragon

He was only wearing a pair of underpants.

More than a dozen people gathered around and banged the child.

Those people picked up whatever they had in their hands and greeted him.

There was so much movement that many people in the restaurant stood up and looked in the direction of the bathroom.

Mazi stood up instantly, grabbed a chair and rushed over.

"Do you know them?" Wang Han also stood up.

Mazi's face was ferocious, "I don't know you, but I can probably guess that these people are definitely the ones who want to share a piece of the pie with us. They hurt Jiaye so they can keep it to themselves."

As he spoke, he grabbed the chair and rushed forward to fight those people for three hundred rounds.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he passed by, a strong man turned around and kicked Mazi in the stomach.

Mazi's -pound body flew backwards. After landing, he curled up into a ball and spat out a mouthful of acidic water.

Wang Han looked over there and found that it was the man he met at the racecourse before, as well as the old man on crutches, whose face was livid at the moment.

Just now, Wang Han wanted to go over and watch the excitement, but he didn't expect that the excitement now had something to do with him, and that he would become the excitement later.

Qi Yanan rushed out of the bathroom disheveled. She didn't even have time to button up her underwear. She hurriedly put on her coat, but the buttons were not aligned. She hurriedly came out and wanted to push away the strong men who were beating the most fiercely. She didn't expect to directly When the old man hit his head with a cane, Qi Yanan sat down on the ground and turned pale.

A dozen strong men surrounded him and beat him.

Biaozi huddled on the ground holding his head, unable to fight back.

One of the strong men picked up a vase and threw it at Daozi's temple.

Wang Han saw that these people were going to kill him.

The two grew up together since childhood and share the same love as brothers.

Brother who dares to touch me.

I can't kill you!

Wang Han conveniently picked up the chair at hand and threw it out.

The chair drew a beautiful arc in mid-air and hit the strong man who wanted to kill him. The chair fell into pieces. The strong man staggered back, and the vase in his hand fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

The strong man struggled to stand up, but his legs gave out and he finally fell to the ground.

The group of people didn't have time to react.

A black shadow flew over.

A flying knee knocked a strong man upside down!

The strong man lay straight on the ground and slept like a baby.

His face was swollen from the beating, and he looked like a local dog that had been stung by a wasp.

Shaking his head vigorously, he felt a little confused.

Qi Yanan's head was also broken by the old man just now. He covered his head with his hand and blood flowed from his fingers.

His face became even paler, and his legs were already weak. Now that he was beaten, he sat completely on the ground without any strength.

Wang Han's anger surged upward.

The old man glared at Wang Han, pointed the crutch in his hand at Wang Han, and said angrily.

"Hit me to death!"

A strong man whipped his leg towards Wang Han.

Wang Han showed no mercy and swept across with a whip kick!

The two legs hit each other!

Both of them tried their best!

Snapped!

The trouser legs hit each other and made a crisp sound.

The naked eye could see that the strong man's calf was broken with a snap, and half of it was folded forward.

Ah!

The strong man hugged his legs and howled.

Wang Han did a roundhouse kick!

The strong man's body weighing more than a hundred pounds flew backwards!

Wang Han flew up again.

He grabbed the ears of the nearest strong man with both hands and pulled him down, then pushed him forward with his knee!

The strong man was hit on the spot with his nose bone broken and blood gushing out.

Wang Han hit the strong man in the back with his elbow!

The strong man knelt on the ground and fainted!

Wang Han was not prepared to let anyone else go.

One person versus a group of people!

Punch to the flesh!

It interprets the aesthetics of violence to its fullest!

Ten seconds later!

A dozen people were lying on the ground rolling around in pain.

Look at the old man opposite.

The middle-aged man who was at the racecourse next to the old man looked at Wang Han with a look of amazement.

"The young man has good kung fu and has something! I don't know whose genius he is! He just came to the wrong place to act wild!"

The middle-aged man was talking and buttoning up his suit.

His feet pushed away a strong man on the ground.

"I'll play with you!"

The old man's face was full of anger, and the crutch in his hand hit the ground heavily.

"What are you playing for! They are all in the same group! Beat them to death!"

The middle-aged man made a gesture of asking for directions.

Lunge forward.

Wang Han also saw it. This person simply wanted to come up and compete with his moves. He wanted to pin down Wang Han purely with his skills and wanted to teach Wang Han a lesson to regain their place.

Not only that, but I also felt that Wang Han was a young man, and his gestures somewhat meant that he looked down on Wang Han.

Daozi sat on the ground and pulled Wang Han's trouser leg.

Wang Han glanced at him and pushed the bangzi away with his legs, "I will avenge you today! The whole world! Who the hell dares to touch my brother! I will chop him up!"

He wanted to pull Wang Han's trouser leg, but Wang Han had already rushed out.

The middle-aged man sneered, "Young people, don't be too crazy!"

"Can I call you a young man if you're not crazy?"

Wang Han didn't give the middle-aged man any chance at all.

He just jumped over.

A face to face.

The middle-aged man staggered back.

Looking horrified.

"Vajra Realm?"

Wang Han smiled coldly.

"Rice dog! Now you see it?"

A solid foundation!

The middle-aged man's body flew backwards like a kite with its strings broken!

It hit the far wall with a loud bang!

His body slid against the wall and fell to the ground.

He opened his mouth and choked out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at Wang Han with an even more horrified expression.

"Master! Run!"

Wang Han waved his hand and looked at the old man.

The old man stumbled back.

Feeling that I couldn't give in, I took another step forward.

The crutch in his hand hit the ground hard.

"Young man, do you know where the hell this place is? If you dare to touch me, your whole family will be buried with you!"

Wang Han rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the old man.

Dongzi struggled and grabbed Wang Han's trouser leg again.

But only the corners were caught.

His neck was injured and his whole neck was bruised. He opened his mouth and shouted hoarsely.

"Ahan!"

Wang Han turned around and said, "You're welcome! If I can't even protect you, why are you still messing around!"

As he spoke, his pace quickened and he rushed towards the old man.

Raise your hands to prepare the starting position!

If this style goes out!

The old man must die!

Daozi grabbed the air with his hand, wiped away the nosebleed, and yelled with all his strength, "Don't fucking fight! This is my uncle!"

Qi Yanan also shouted weakly.

"Wang Han, that's my eldest brother!"

The old man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he roared at the critical moment!

"In this three-acre land in the mountain city! Let me see who the hell dares to touch me, Qi Hanlin!"

Wang Han was already close.

Tieshan relies on sudden force.

Just a second before hitting the old man.

Wang Han's expression changed dramatically.

Stop your efforts quickly!

But the force applied was too strong, and the force withdrawn was too sudden, and the force was released directly to the ground.

The tiles burst under your feet!

Qi Hanlin's throat rolled up and down.

The livid face was a little pale.

Look at the young man in front of you.

But he saw that the young man's fierce killing move suddenly became softer, and his shoulders moved up and down.

He twisted his hips and took two steps back.

The last two index fingers drew a heart.

He winked at Qi Hanlin.

Wang Han smiled cautiously at Qi Hanlin.

"Mr. Qi, do you think I'm a good dancer?"