The intersection of the pedestrian street was surrounded by people, and dozens of cars were blocked here and kept making whistles.

When Shao Zifeng and others came here, they were surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and quarrels were constantly coming.

"I still don't apologize after hitting someone. Do you think this is in your country?"

"We must apologize. So many of us are afraid that he will not succeed."

"Call the police and everyone was injured. You can't take advantage of him!"

Yu Xiaoyu, who was supported by Li Yiren, was immediately excited when she saw this. She waved her arms drunk and followed behind and shouted: "Apology, apology... hiccup~"

"Little Yiyi, please let me go, you must... apologize!"

Yu Xiaoyu struggled hard and squeezed in, but was pulled tightly by Li Yiren: "Teacher Xiaoyu, hurry up... Captain, why don't we go first."

Shao Zifeng, who had smelled the smell of wine for a whole afternoon, was a little overwhelmed at this time. He looked at the excited crowd under the traffic light, and he actually had the urge to join.

He glanced at Yu Xiaoyu who was constantly shaking, shook his head vigorously and said to the people: "Since we have called the police, let's go back first..."

Before he could finish his words, two screams came from the crowd.

Two black young men were surrounded by the crowd and looked at the people who were constantly scolding. One of them shook his fists and said in English: "What's the name of this group of yellow trash? It's so noisy."

Another short and fat black man held his wrist: "Sheit, no matter what they are calling, this Bichi dares to bite me."

As he said that, he suddenly raised his feet and kicked the girl who was lying on the ground in the abdomen.

Bang!

The girl was kicked to the ground and turned over. She bent her back and moaned in pain. Her loose black hair stuck to her blood-stained face, looking extremely terrifying.

"What are you doing!!"

The young man in a suit and tie in the crowd threw down the briefcase in his hand, waved his fists and smashed the fat black man who was hitting him with anger.

The short and fat black man smiled playfully, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth. He sideways and avoids the fist of the man in the suit, and the gray-black luster in his eyes flashed.

Bang!

The young man in the suit rushed forward suddenly arched, and the clothes on his back exploded, revealing the white shirt underneath.

Plop!

Amid everyone's disbelief, the young man in suit covered his stomach and slowly knelt on the ground. Black-framed glasses slid down from his face and then dropped red blood dripped onto the lenses.

The short and fat black man shook his hand and said disdainfully: "Trump is garbage."

The tall black man frowned: "Floyd, we are here to play, don't play too much."

"I know." Floyd shrugged indifferently: "You see Gabriel, too. He hit me on my fist. You want to testify for me."

Their behavior aroused greater anger among the onlookers, and five or six uncles rushed up with fists.

Floyd's eyes turned cold, and the gray-black luster in his eyes became more and more intense. His arms were shining with metallic luster under the street lights. He raised his hand and smashed the uncle in the face in front of him.

The uncle looked at his fist that was constantly enlarging, and he showed a hint of horror on his face, and he was stunned.

Floyd imagined what would happen next, with a grim smile on his face.

clang!

At this moment, a big hand covered with rocks grabbed his wrist and made a harsh sound of gold and iron, and the collision caused the sparks burst into pieces.

"The war trainer! It's the war trainer!! Call the Foreign Management Bureau quickly!"

Seeing the scene of Mars, the onlookers could not know what happened. They screamed and retreated, and took out their mobile phones to shoot the video from afar.

Floyd was stunned when he saw the rock palm. He turned his head and saw that there was one more person beside him.

Shao Zifeng looked at the short and fat black man coldly with his amber vertical pupils. Beibei squatted on his shoulders, swaying his long tail.

"Which hand hurts the person?"

"Weht?" Freud was a little confused at first, but then he realized that his hand was still being grabbed by someone. He tried to pull out his hand, but found that the rocky palm was holding his wrist tightly like an iron clamp.

Floyd was immediately embarrassed and angry, and his big black face seemed to be even darker: "Damn it, let go!"

As he said that, he suddenly raised his knee and hit Shao Zifeng's chest.

A red flame suddenly burst out from Shao Zifeng's eyes, and pieces of illusory dragon scales appeared at the corners of his eyes, and the rocks covering his hands instantly cracked, bursting with hot flames.

"ah!!!"

Floyd let out a painful wail, and he watched his wrist melt in horror: "Gabriel, just me, just me!"

The tall black man looked at the three people surrounding him and roared: "Get out of here!"

laugh--

Xiangnan rushed up with a cold face, and the dagger in his hand nimblely slashed around his wrist, but sparks appeared as if they were passing through steel.

His face changed, his eyes turned pale in an instant, and a trace of black air appeared on his body.

puff!

Even though the ghost attribute can be immune to some physical damage, Xiangnan is still hit by huge force.

On the other side, Li Yiming and Kaisal looked at each other, surrounded each other from left to right, and raised their legs and kicked them hard in the chest.

Bang bang!

Two dull sounds came, but Gabriel remained motionless. A trace of disdain flashed in his gray-black eyes, and his hands reached out to grab their ankles.

Kessar and the others thought to themselves that it was not good, but it was too late.

Gabriel's muscles surged on his arm, and he lifted the two of them and flew out: "Get out of here!"

Hurry!

The two of them smashed the windows of street shops one after another, and hit the shop to cause bursts of exclamations.

After doing all this, Gabriel twisted his neck and showed a grim smile to Shao Zifeng.

clang!

At this time, an iron pipe hit Gabriel's head from behind, and the huge force made the iron pipe bend into his shape.

Gabriel turned around angrily, Hu Shiwu smiled awkwardly, and then ran away.

While running, he turned around and shouted in a slander: "Come and chase me, and I'll give it to you! Hey! Hey!"

"Little guy, stop for me!" Gabriel rushed towards Hu Shiwu like an angry bull, scaring the crowd over there to escape.

The flames on Shao Zifeng's hand gradually faded, and his palms fell into Floyd's wrists, and the iron was dripping down around him, falling on the ground and making a sizzling sound.

The golden and red vertical pupils swept across the two people lying on the ground. The blood on the girl's face was a little dry. She was wearing a school uniform and looked not very old.

At this time, Li Yiren was bandaging them. The fierce conflict made Yu Xiaoyu wake up and staggered to help.

Shao Zifeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After opening it, the flames in his pupils became even more intense.

He looked coldly at Floyd, kneeling on his face full of begging.

"I'll ask again, which hand hurts the person."

Looking at Shao Zifeng with a cold face, Floyd was almost crying.

Brother, I don't understand what you said.

Can we speak English well?

(PS: Knocking the blackboard is not forcibly pretending to be a slap, it is an important foreshadowing.)
Chapter completed!