Rebirth of the Rising Sun

These people came to target Feng Sizhe and Ding Dang. They originally wanted to follow them to a place with fewer people and then take action. However, they did not expect that before they even made a move to provoke them, they would actually attack them actively. This was outrageous. Immediately, the three strong men at the table stood up and walked towards Feng Sizhe and Ding Dang.

"Okay, I've done my job. Now it's up to you." Ding Dang jumped behind Feng Sizhe in one step, not forgetting to wave his arms, which was obviously a demonstration to the three strong men.

Ding Dang's move was unexpected not only to those strong men, but also to Feng Sizhe. Ding Dang caught him off guard by this move, which made him very passive for a moment. He wanted to wait for Duan Yuntao to come, which would be enough to shock these villains, but Ding Dang's excessive behavior forced things to happen ahead of time.

If something happened in advance, there must be a way to deal with it in advance. Feng Sizhe had no choice but to clench his fists and be ready to fight with these people at any time. Of course, before fighting, it is the best strategy to shock the opponent first so that they will not act rashly.

"You know what you are thinking, and I also know that there are a lot of you, but I advise you to be more honest, because if we really start fighting, the consequences will be very serious. We are not ordinary people, you have to think clearly." Although I can't tell my identity right away, it's okay to reveal a little that I am extraordinary.

"Fuck, who the hell are you trying to scare? Besides, we brothers have never been afraid of anyone. Why don't you go and find out if the Jinghua Gang has ever been afraid of anyone?" The strong men who were angered by Ding Dang relied on their numbers and the fact that they were an organized unit. How could they listen to Feng Sizhe's advice? In their opinion, the young man must be afraid, so he said that. Besides, it doesn't matter if they have connections. The Jinghua Gang is not an ordinary small social group. They also have a foundation, and they are very popular in both the black and white worlds.

As the sturdy men talked, they formed a fan shape and surrounded Feng Sizhe and Ding Dang. Seeing that they were determined to fight, Feng Sizhe had no choice but to quickly say to Ding Dang, "Be careful, follow me closely, and we will try to retreat to the corner over there."

The advantage of retreating to a corner is that there is no worry behind you, so Feng Sizhe can concentrate on dealing with the enemies in front. There is no other way because Feng Sizhe didn't even bring someone like Li Shuang with him this time. Otherwise, how could he be so passive.

"Okay, be careful." Seeing another good show, Ding Dang was a little excited. She felt very excited, but she had never considered what would happen if Feng Sizhe was not his opponent in a fight. If so, she, as a beautiful girl, would suffer. Perhaps it could be said that she felt safe following Feng Sizhe, and she had never thought that this would happen to her.

Seeing that the opponent was about to encircle him, Feng Sizhe said, "Follow me closely, I'm going to charge." After that, he took a big step and rushed to the strong man opposite him, then raised his hand and slapped him. This palm technique was ordinary, but the strange thing was that the speed was too fast, so fast that the strong man opposite him only saw an afterimage, and he was hit by Feng Sizhe's palm on the neck. He fell to the ground with a plop without any reaction.

After quickly dealing with the enemy in front, Feng Sizhe pulled Ding Dang and rushed to the corner they wanted to reach. Then he leaned his back against the corner and placed Ding Dang there. He then focused all his attention on the front and the three directions to the left and right.

"Oh, this is a tricky idea. I didn't expect that he is a martial artist. Okay, call people here immediately. We can't let the person who hurt our brother get away." A person who looked like a small leader immediately made a targeted plan after seeing Feng Sizhe's performance.

The other party began to adjust their strategy, but Feng Sizhe was not in a hurry at all. He hoped that the other party would need as much time as possible, so that when Duan Yuntao arrived, everything would be OK. As for the current situation, he believed that he could still handle it in a short period of time.

Ding Dang, who was standing behind Feng Sizhe, was more anxious than anyone else. Seeing Feng Sizhe knock down a strong man with a beautiful palm strike, she was full of admiration, but then the fun ended. She thought the fight would be intense. "Student Sizhe, were these people scared by your palm strike? Why don't they dare to charge?"

"Student Ding Dang, you are just trying to create chaos in the world, aren't you? If you hadn't been so impulsive just now, we could still be sitting here drinking tea and waiting for help. But now, you are making me so nervous. Is this fun?" Feng Sizhe asked Ding Dang in return.

When you call someone a classmate, they call you a classmate. It feels like the two of you are really like classmates. This feeling makes Ding Dang very comfortable. "Oh, classmate Sizhe, I know you are a powerful enemy, so I do this to give you a chance to show off. What? Don't you like being a hero saving a beautiful girl?"

"That depends on when. If possible, I don't want such a thing to happen. It wouldn't have happened today. It's all because of you." Feng Sizhe has indeed done the heroic thing of saving the beautiful woman more than once or twice. From saving Miao Zihan at the beginning, to saving He Shasha, and saving Ren Yingying, these three people, without exception, have experienced extraordinary things with him before they became friends and developed into today's relationship. Maybe it is for this reason that Feng Sizhe is afraid of being a hero saving the beautiful woman, because he really doesn't know what will happen next time he saves the beautiful woman. But sometimes, what you fear will often come true. Like today, Ding Dang suddenly appeared, and the heroic thing of saving the beautiful woman happened. This can't be God's will.

While the opponent was still preparing to attack, Feng Sizhe looked back at Ding Dang. After a closer look, he found that the woman was indeed very beautiful. It could be said that her appearance was comparable to He Shasha, who was as beautiful as a peony, and Miao Zihan, who was as beautiful as a crabapple. She could also be compared to Ren Yingying, a thoughtful woman like an apricot blossom. And she also had her advantages, that is, she was younger, but her personality was a little eccentric, she could be called a little witch. At the same time, if she must be compared to a flower, it should be a rose with thorns.

"Hey, why do I have such a thought?" Feng Sizhe shook his head vigorously. She is a generation younger than him. Feng Sizhe quickly retracted his thoughts. How could he compare Ding Dang with He Shasha? This is not the same thing at all. She is his woman, but Ding Dang is not.

Ding Dang behind Feng Sizhe really didn't think so much. She had no idea that Feng Sizhe would compare her with those women and compare herself to a rose with thorns. She just wanted to watch the fun and see how skilled Feng Sizhe was. As the daughter of Ding Deren, she had been pampered too much, and she wanted to seek some excitement from young people.

"Student Sizhe, be careful. Some more people are coming. You have a lot of opponents." Seeing the opponent's reinforcements coming, Ding Dang shouted excitedly.

"Okay, classmate Ding Dang, please stop shouting and stop distracting me." For some reason, Feng Sizhe was very willing to argue with Ding Dang when he was with her. At this moment, he had completely lost the steady style of a mayor, and was replaced by the impulsiveness of a young man. Perhaps this was due to the influence of the environment.

There were more and more people facing Feng Sizhe. After a while, there were already more than ten people, and the situation was still spreading. Perhaps the effect of Feng Sizhe's palm was too amazing, so these people had to prepare before rushing. Now seeing more and more of their own people arriving, several men who thought they had some skills could not control themselves and wanted to rush over to stop Feng Sizhe first.

Seeing several people getting closer and closer to him, Feng Sizhe lowered his head and picked up a long wooden ladder. Then he grabbed the middle of the wooden ladder with both hands and exerted force. The ladder broke into two pieces. He held one piece in each hand and began to swing them like nunchakus.

A man's strength is enough to break a wooden plank in an instant. That strength is not exaggerated. Just this one move was enough to scare the people on the opposite side. While they were stunned, Feng Sizhe swung his double swords and smashed towards them.

The hardness of the stool plus the strength in Feng Sizhe's hands were simply not something that ordinary people could withstand. The person who was hit let out a wail, then fell to the ground with blood on his head.

After hitting one person, Feng Sizhe learned his lesson. He strode forward, stood beside the fallen man, and kept waving the wooden stick. This time he wanted to have exactly the same effect. He wanted all those who wanted to come up to see the miserable state of the man lying on the ground bleeding. This was to remind others who were preparing to come up that if they wanted to come up, they had to be prepared to be beaten just like this young man.

This move really worked, and it was the same principle as killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. The men watched their accomplices being knocked to the ground, with blood gushing from their heads, and they were all a little scared and stopped. No matter how cruel they were, they were also human beings with a heart of flesh and blood, and they knew what pain felt like.

"Well done, Sizhe. You did a great job. Keep it up." Seeing that Feng Sizhe had shocked the others so much that they stopped moving forward, Ding Dang cheered happily. At the same time, she did not forget to stomp the man who fell to the ground with her high-heeled shoes. "I'll let you be a bad guy and step on you to death."

The heels of the high-heeled shoes stepped on the man's body again and again, causing him to wail one after another. This kind of cry was creepy and extremely destructive to people's hearts.

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