Several people watching at the scene were happy to see the commotion. They were hesitating. Why were there no cameras at the scene? The crew was filming here. Why was the director not here? Could it be that the cameras in this show were hidden?

Unexpectedly, two people suddenly walked out of the door. The middle-aged woman's words immediately shocked them. They stared at the venue, staring at the pool of blood on the ground!

"Isn't this prop blood?"

"This...this is real blood!"

"Look at his arm. His hand is still dripping with blood. Is this true?"

"It's so damn manly! It's so exciting. This is us northern men, so happy!"

A young man who was watching became more and more excited when he saw the blood on the ground, as if he was fighting in the field.

However, most of the onlookers knew that this was a real beating, so they turned around and walked away. Some even picked up the phone and called the police!

Yang Bo stretched his injured left hand back, but kept staring at Zhou Xiangcheng, "Don't come over, you will hurt me if you come over!"

Lin Lin looked at Yang Bo and saw that his left hand seemed to be extremely difficult to move. Looking closely, she could even see that his arm seemed a little twisted. She couldn't help but her eyes turned red!

Hua Qingyun held Lin Lin's arm, staring here with red eyes, even a little scared.

Fatty Liu slipped to the side and slipped out of the courtyard. He grabbed a passerby who wanted to leave and said, "Brother, do me a favor and come with me later. As long as you hit the guy with the broken knife,

If you punch me, I will give you one thousand yuan; if you stab me, I will give you one hundred thousand yuan!"

"One hundred thousand?" The man looked to be in his twenties. He wore glasses and looked elegant. He was shocked when he heard the number that Fatty Liu said.

Fatty Liu nodded, "Don't worry, if you stab him to death, it's mine!"

"No, no need!" Hearing what Fatty Liu added, the young man immediately waved his hand and refused!

"If you don't stab him to death, you'll get one hundred thousand with one stab, three hundred thousand with two, five hundred thousand with three! If you stab him four times, one million!" Fatty Liu immediately added his chips.

The greasy-headed young man who was watching excitedly seemed to have heard these words. He turned around and walked over, "I will also join. If we all stabbed, can we add it up together?"

"Okay!" Fatty Liu said excitedly.

Fatty Liu turned around and was about to go back to get the knife. Unexpectedly, the oily young man had already taken out several knives from his body, "Brothers, let's work hard. Don't stab at the vitals. Try to stab at the thighs and buttocks. If you stab a few more times, we will divide it equally.

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After that, he looked at Fatty Liu again, "What if he was stabbed ten times?"

"Ten million!" Fatty Liu said firmly.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and a light flashed in their eyes. They ignored it, and then heard the oily young man shout, "Brothers, come with me!"

The greasy-haired young man took the lead and rushed over. The other three started running for two steps, then stopped immediately, threw away the knife in their hands, turned around and ran out of the alley!

The oily young man shouted loudly, not paying attention to what was happening behind him. He raised his knife and slashed towards Zhou Xiangcheng!

The oily young man also saw the fight between Yang Bo and Yang Bo just now. He felt that their movements were just like this, just a little faster, so what kept flashing in his mind was a lot of money, one hundred thousand dollars, one hundred thousand dollars.

Ten million!

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiangcheng turned around and kicked him. The oily young man turned sideways. He felt that he would be able to avoid this kick. Before he could react, he felt a strong force coming towards him.

He immediately flew back!

Yang Bo took advantage of this moment and launched an attack. He rushed over with a jade sword in hand.

Zhou Xiangcheng reacted quickly, turned around and faced Yang Bo.

The two fought together again.

Fatty Liu looked at the greasy-headed young man flying back, and quickly turned sideways. He watched the greasy-headed young man fall to the ground, and couldn't help but be stunned. This was the best method he could think of. Unexpectedly, it was still...

failed.

Lin Lin and Hua Qingyun watched the fight between the two with great concern.

Soon, Yang Bo felt the sword intent in his dantian gathering again. He glanced at Zhou Xiangcheng, opened his mouth slightly, and shot out a ray of silver light.

Zhou Xiangcheng seemed to be prepared. He pulled a jade pendant from his waist and held it in front of his chest. When the silver light connected with the jade pendant, he heard a muffled "pop" sound. Zhou Xiangcheng covered his chest and pointed towards the back.

Backed away!

Zhou Xiangcheng glanced at Yang Bo, turned around and left.

Yang Bo did not chase the other party. He looked at the background of the other party leaving, frowned slightly, and his body became a little slumped. He couldn't help but sit on the steps!

Lin Lin and Hua Qingyun quickly went up and supported Yang Bo, trying to help him in.

Yang Bo raised his hand, "Let me sit for a while!"

Fatty Liu ran back and looked at Yang Bo. He was helpless for a moment. He was very surprised. He originally thought that the oily young man could last longer, but he didn't expect that the man couldn't stand it!

"What should we do? Why did that person suddenly come to trouble you? Xiaobo, do you want to tell your grandfather and find some bodyguards to come back? How can you make people feel at ease when you look like this?" Lin Lin couldn't help but worry.

road.

Yang Bo was sitting on the steps, feeling that no part of his body was in pain. Although he was only injured in his left arm, the fight just now had consumed all his spiritual energy, making him feel like his whole body was falling apart and he could not condense.

A trace of spiritual power!

Especially the last blow, the sword is very powerful, but it also consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy. Yang Bo picked up the jade sword and absorbed the remaining spiritual energy in it. This was the second time he felt the pressure of a different realm.

It's simply not something he can compete with.

Yang Bo stretched out his arms and let Linlin and Hua Qingyun help him back to the room. Yang Bo held the jade sword and carefully practiced to regain his strength.

Linlin thought about it, but couldn't help but call Cui Shiyuan and talk about this matter.

Cui Shiyuan was shocked. He was in a meeting and he quickly called Cui Yiping. Cui Yiping was with his father. He then called the old man and rushed towards the courtyard.

For a moment, the Cui family members all gathered towards Yang Bo's courtyard. When they came outside the gate, Cui Yiping saw the police inspecting the blood stains on the ground. His expression changed. He turned and glanced at the old man, "Grandpa,

You can rest assured, Xiaoboji has his own destiny, and nothing will happen to him!"

The old man had a straight face, solemn and silent. He looked at the blood on the ground and then at Yang Bo's door. His expression changed greatly because he actually saw that Yang Bo's door was dented.
Chapter completed!