In an instant, a burst of exclamations rang out in the audience, because Dongxiang's movements were too fast, and they strictly sealed the direction of the boy's dodge. After all, he was a top karate expert. Even if he was stimulated to lose his sense of reason, his movements could not be underestimated.

That child, is it OK? Don’t be beaten to death!

There were timid and soft-hearted people in the audience, and they really called out at this time.

However, the boy's expression was still very peaceful, even a little careless, and he only took a slight step back, and didn't know what was going on, so he suddenly withdrew from Dongxiang's offensive.

His movements may not be very fast, but they are four real words - unpredictable.

Dongxiang was shocked and slashed like a few round-roar kicks. The offensive was very fierce, and even Shandi Chong shouted: "Okay!"

However, the boy dodged several times in succession, as if he was very relaxed. He flashed on the left and the right, stepped on the coat he had placed on the ground before, and turned around lightly, and suddenly reached out and brushed on Dongxiang's shoulder.

If the scene was not wrong and the object was not right, his gentle brush looked like a girl brushing the fallen leaves on her shoulders for her lover.

However, Dongxiang seemed to be hit hard in an instant, his body shook, and with a roar, half of his body suddenly collapsed!

There was a burst of exclamation in the audience, and some people stood up one after another and shouted: "Good fight!" "Good fight!"

Dongxiang's eyes were covered with blood, and he struggled to attack the boy's lower plate, but he saw the young man jumping with one foot on his knee.

Dongxiang shouted in his heart, but it was too late.

In the flash, the boy stepped on Dongxiang's knee with one foot, and turned around 360 degrees, instantly sucking Dongxiang's heavy body with one leg!

The weight of the kick was almost fatal. Dongxiang flew out in an arc and his spine fell to the ground and made a terrible cracking sound. Almost at the same time, the boy stepped on him with a quick step and shouted condescendingly: "Shan Di Chong--!"

The angry shout seemed to have been added with a loudspeaker, with a shocking atmosphere, as if the entire building was shaken by him.

I saw his fingers close together and bent slightly, and his nails reflected sharp light under the strong light:

"Go to me—death—!"

In an instant, Li Feng was wrapped in his fingers, and Dongxiang let out a scream that tore his throat!

——Bang!

No one saw Shan Dichong's movements clearly. The moment Dongxiang fell to the ground, he quickly flipped onto the ring. At that moment, his mind was blank and he had almost thought about nothing. He could only barely grasp the boy's wrist at the last second.

The young man pointed directly at the front end of the elbow tip of the lower left rib of Dongxiang, and one centimeter downward was the Zhangmen point.

Dongxiang didn't know yet, but Shan Dichong knew that he had already walked back and forth on the line of life and death.

He is familiar with Chinese Kung Fu and Sect, and knows that there is a saying in Chinese Kung Fu - Baihui fell to the ground and did not return home; Zhangmen was hit and nine out of ten people died!

There are 720 acupoints in the human body, 108 vital acupoints, 36 fatal acupoints, and nine fatal acupoints in the heavy gate; this master can instantly die with a slight click!

This young man is a master of masters. He is really here to kill someone tonight!

"I am Shan Di Chong!" Shan Di Chong gasped and the moment he intercepted the young man's wrist, he felt that all the meridians on his palm were paralyzed, and he couldn't even speak loudly.

"I am, I am Shandi Chong! Who are you? What kind of hatred do you have with me?"

“…”

The boy didn't say anything for a moment, his eyes moved from Dongxiang who was trampled on his feet to Shan Dichong's face.

His ankles were very slim, and his white sneakers had holes, revealing his toes - he didn't wear socks on such a cold day.

But when he stepped on Dongxiang, he was as heavy as Mount Tai. Not to mention struggling, Dongxiang could not even breathe.

"Who are you?" Shan Dichong's voice trembled, full of helpless humiliation and reluctance: "What kind of hatred do I have with you? Do you want to take such a killer?!"

The boy stared at Shan Dichong's face silently. At such a close distance, Shan Dichong could see the reflection of his fear from his clear eyes.

"My name is Ye Zhen." The young man said, "I will avenge the bloody hatred of 20,000 people in my hometown a hundred and twelve years ago."

Shan Dichong's pupils tightened, and in an instant, the boy was thrusting his hands like lightning. Before he could see clearly what was going on, he felt a little stuffy in his chest, as if something had been lit.

He lowered his head and saw the boy pressing his fingers against the dovetail hole on his chest.

Strangely, he didn't feel anything unusual, so the young man took his hand, moved his feet away from Dongxiang, and said to him condescendingly: "I will save you one life and go back to tell the mountain family: The one who killed Shandi Chong was Ye Zhen, the youngest son of the Ye family in Lushun, and the blood feud of 20,000 people in my hometown, one day I will come to my door to seek repayment. By then, no one in this world will dare to be named Shandi."

Dongxiang was too seriously injured and could only make a giggle sound from his throat. The bloodline dripped along the corner of his mouth to the ground, but he couldn't say a word.

The boy picked up his coat, put it on very carefully, and turned around and walked off the ring.

The conversation they had just had on the ring was not heard in the audience. When those people saw the boy walking down the ring, they thought he had won and let the two Japanese devils go, so they all cheered and applauded him.

Some of the fanatical young men even tried their best to squeeze to him and patted him on the shoulder, laughing loudly, "Brother, you're doing well!" "I really got some trouble!"

The boy lowered his head, hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, and took the elevator to the first floor of the bar. The welcome lady saw him coming, her eyes lit up, but before she could say anything, she smiled, pushed open the crystal glass door and strode out.

The cold wind blew across the street, and the boy shrank his shoulders and lowered his head deeply. He only saw the tips of his ears that were blown red by the wind.

Just as the young man merged into the traffic, as if a drop of water fell into the sea, blood suddenly flowed out of the mountain Chong's nose on the ring on the bar.

He suddenly realized that while bent down to help the Dongxiang Jingnan, he shouted to the bodyguard: "Call an ambulance, an ambulance!"

"Young Master, you have a nosebleed!"

Shan Dichong raised his hand in confusion, but it was too late. The blood in his eyes, ears, and mouth suddenly gushed down, like an unstoppable stream, and in an instant he felt like he had been fished out of the blood.

The bodyguard was already shocked: "Young Master - Young Master -!"

Shan Dichong seemed to have no idea what was going on. He wanted to reach out and call for help, but the function of speaking seemed to be taken away in an instant. He had only had time to let out a weak breath, and then he fell to the ground with a bang.
Chapter completed!