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After walking for about five or six minutes, Yan Chuyang gradually felt something was wrong.

He always felt that there were footsteps behind him, and he could also feel someone behind him when he looked at the shadow under the moonlight. At first he thought it was a passerby, but when he turned his head, there was no one in an instant.

Yan Chuyang kept an eye out, and secretly sent a text message to Wei Qing, asking him to come pick him up, and then sent his location.

Go through the narrow path in the villa area, turn the corner and walk a few hundred meters to the brightly lit intersection, where you should be able to hail a taxi.

But before Yan Chuyang stepped out of the intersection, two or three big men in black T-shirts suddenly popped up in front of him, blocking his way. Each of them was holding wooden sticks in their hands, waving them ostentatiously .

Yan Chuyang's back was stiff, but he quickly regained his composure. He walked around the people next to him like no one else, and wanted to walk over, but just after taking two steps, the person in front walked over with a grin, and pushed the boy's shoulder to block him. Looking at him, he said, "Little brother, don't leave, our brothers have something to do with you."

Yan Chuyang brushed the man's hand away, and calmly said with a tense face, "I'm sorry, did you recognize the wrong person? We don't seem to know each other."

"Hehe." The man smiled twice and glanced at the humanity behind him, "It's okay if you don't know us, as long as our brothers know you."

Yan Chuyang said calmly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Of course there is something. If it's okay, we will follow all the way?"

Yan Chuyang let out a long sigh: "If you want money, I'm sorry, I don't have any money with me now, but you can come back with me..."

"We don't want money." The man suddenly took out a gleaming dagger from his waistband, waved it in front of Yan Chuyang's eyes and said, "We are entrusted by someone, you offended a big shot, someone paid you to see some blood , Said to teach you a lesson."

Yan Chuyang breathed hard, frowned and said, "Did Song Huaiqi's mother ask you to come here?"

"It doesn't matter who it is, we just need to do what we have to say."

Seeing that the other party didn't refute, Yan Chuyang had a solid idea in his heart, and he would spend money to teach him a lesson. After counting and counting, Song Huaiqi was the only mother.

The boy let out a long breath, raised his eyes and asked calmly, "How much did she pay you for entrusting you to do this kind of thing?"

"Is it none of your business?"

"If you let me go, I can give you double the price."

The man's eyes darkened, but he quickly shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, brother, whoever pays first is the uncle, this is our professional ethics, we can't break the rules, otherwise, the next order will be lost." Someone is looking for us."

Yan Chuyang narrowed his eyes: "Then what do you want to do now? Kill me for some money?"

"Of course not." The man touched the tip of the knife, "We don't do murder, don't worry, we just beat you up and let you stay in the hospital for ten and a half months. Boss, just be happy."

As he said that, the man suddenly raised his chin to the two people behind him and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, come here, tie up this gentleman, so that he won't struggle when I cut the knife, and accidentally stab someone to death."

Yan Chuyang suddenly took two steps back, but there was a wall behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

Yan Chuyang's heart kept beating as the two big men came towards him aggressively.

Wei Qing, Wei Qing, you must not lose the chain at this time, come and save me quickly.

"Offended." The two walked up to Yan Chuyang, and just about to make a move, the boy raised his leg and kicked the crotch of the man on the left.

The man screamed and fell to the ground, clutching his hands and wailing.

The other person obviously didn't react, and looked at the person on the ground in a daze. Yan Chuyang raised his fist, swung it with the greatest force, and hit the other person's nose hard.

The most vulnerable part of the nose and face, under heavy blows, the pain will be extremely strong.

Sure enough, when he punched down, the man whimpered in pain, clutched his nose and staggered backwards.

Three people, two people fell to the ground.

Yan Chuyang also hit by mistake, he had never fought before, and in a real fight, he would definitely not be able to beat these two big guys. The reason why the sneak attack was successful was all due to his natural and harmless little boy.

He has slender joints, and the two of them thought he was a little sheep at first glance, and they didn't take him seriously at all, but no one expected that a little sheep could explode into the fighting power of a wolf in minutes.

Yan Chuyang raised his fists, made a full defensive posture, suppressed the tension that ran into his throat, and said coldly with his heart beating, "I advise you to let me go, to tell you the truth, I am a ninth-level Sanda, Taekwondo black belt, hit me, you still need to weigh your own abilities!"

The man with the dagger sneered: "Stop bluffing with me here, it's just your airs, sneak attack is fine, but if you want to really hit someone, you have to practice for a few more years."

After finishing speaking, the man sharpened his eyebrows, picked up a stick from the ground suddenly, and swung it straight at the boy. Yan Chuyang quickly dodged to the side.

The stick fell an inch away from him.

The man threw down another stick without allowing him to think about it. Yan Chuyang turned his head and took two steps to the side, but he couldn't dodge in time, and was hit on the shoulder.

Yan Chuyang no longer simply dodges, but starts to fight back.

Although I haven't fought, I also learned Sanda during my spare time during the summer vacation. I can't talk about professionalism, but it can still come in handy when fighting.

Seeing that the stick was about to fall again, Yan Chuyang quickly raised his hand and grasped the stick suddenly. With some skill, he pulled the stick away from the opponent's hand with a bang.

The stick fell to the ground.

Yan Chuyang quickly picked it up, raised it without thinking, and smashed it on the opponent's shoulder.

"Oh!" The man snorted, his eyes darkened fiercely.

Yan Chuyang threw the stick over again, but before it fell, he was grabbed and snatched it away.

He was not as strong as the opponent, and he staggered twice when he was pulled.

The man threw the stick on the ground with a bang, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and swung it towards Yan Chuyang.

Yan Chuyang gasped and dodged to the side, but he couldn't keep up with the speed, and the knife still cut a cut on his shoulder.