Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 159 You Try It
At the door of the box, stood a 1.9-meter tall man.

The big man was not only tall and burly, but also exuded an indescribable murderous aura from his whole body.

This kind of murderous aura makes people feel shuddering.

The person who came was Leng Xuan's elder brother, Leng Xiong.

Leng Xiong is different from Leng Xuan, his younger brother. His only hobby is martial arts, and his ultimate goal is to join the Dragon Tooth Special Forces and become a member of the special forces.

Moreover, every time something happened to Leng Xuan, he would always come to Leng Xiong to settle it.

It's just that in Leng Xiong's eyes, Leng Xuan is just an idle playboy, many times he has warned Leng Xuan to restrain himself, and practice martial arts for nothing, even for self-defense.

But every time Leng Xuan just laughed, saying that you have a brother, what are you afraid of!
Leng Xiong had no choice but to shake his head.

In a few days, Leng Xiong was going to participate in the audition for the Longya Special Forces, and he was practicing hard at home, but he didn't expect his younger brother to call him again.

Moreover, the other party turned out to be a master, and he beat Mad Dog to dozens of people in seconds.

Involuntarily, Leng Xiong became interested.

When did such a character appear in Jiangzhou?

It's time to find someone to practice with.

So, Leng Xiong came, wanting to forcibly raise a level in the battle before going to Longya.

However, when kicking open the door, Leng Xiong was ignored.

He suddenly found that one of the two people in the room was lying on his stomach, and the other was sitting beside him very calmly, without even looking at him.

It's just too crazy!

"Brother, that guy broke my arm! He...he humiliated me and made me kneel down and apologize!"

"Brother, even if I mentioned your name, he just scoffed at you, completely ignoring you!"

"Brother, you are from Longya. People from Longya can't be bullied like this. It's about the face of our Leng family!"

Leng Xuan stood behind Leng Xiong, constantly encouraging him.

My heart was so excited that it seemed to fly out of my chest.

He could clearly feel the murderous aura emanating from Leng Xiong's body gradually becoming stronger.

That's right, every time Leng Xiong is angry, he feels this way.

The result of anger is heaven and earth!

Leng Xuan believed that as long as his elder brother made a move, Ye Tian would have to finish playing even if he had a great ability.

"It was you who hit my brother?" Leng Xiong stepped forward, five steps away from Ye Tian, ​​staring at Ye Tian firmly with his fist as big as a sandbag.

Ye Tian still didn't raise his head, he was gently turning the silver needle on Wang Hanlin's body with a very focused expression, and said calmly, "Just wait for a while, it will be fine soon."

"Depend on!"

Hearing Ye Tian's words, everyone's eyeballs almost fell out.

Leng Xiong is here, but Ye Tian is still giving acupuncture?
Didn't he realize that he was about to turn into a dead man?
Nima, I have seen someone who can pretend, but I have never seen someone who can pretend like this!
Will you die if you don't pretend?

Leng Xiong was also so angry that his whole body trembled.

Since becoming a martial artist, he has never been ignored like this.

Today, he was ignored one after another by a guy who was much smaller than him and even looked weak.

"Damn it, dare to insult me!" Leng Xiong suddenly raised his fist, and smashed it towards Ye Tian's head: "Today, I will let you die!"

With a howling wind, the fist rushed straight towards Ye Tian like a shell fired from its chamber.

I'm afraid this fist can break even the steel plate, and if it hits Ye Tian's head, he will definitely die.

However, in the next second, Ye Tian suddenly shook his hand, and a silver needle flew out with a whoosh: "I said, wait a minute!"

Pfft!

The hair-thin silver needle directly pierced Leng Xiong's waist.

Leng Xiong stopped abruptly.

Then, he actually laughed out loud: "Haha, hahaha..."

This scene left Leng Xuan and the others dumbfounded, and everyone felt shuddering.

"what happened?"

"Brother, what are you laughing at? Hurry up!"

After Leng Xiong laughed for more than ten seconds, Ye Tian slowly raised his head, glanced at Leng Xiong, and flicked a silver needle again.

Pfft!

The laughter stopped suddenly.

Leng Xiong's face had turned into a liver color, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning above his head: "What did you do to me?"

Ye Tian shook his head: "It's just hitting your laugh point."

"You're looking for death!" After being humiliated again and again, Leng Xiong felt like tearing Ye Tian apart, so he swung his fist again and smashed Ye Tian down.

Seeing that the fist was approaching, Ye Tian turned his head to the side and easily dodged it.

Then, like a ghost, he slapped Wang Hanlin on the back.

The dozens of silver needles seemed to be alive, but they all flew out and flew towards Leng Xiong.

In the blink of an eye, Leng Xiong's face was pierced like a hedgehog.

Leng Xiong only felt a piercing pain.

This kind of pain is not the kind of ordinary physical pain, but an indescribable feeling.

It was numb and painful.

Leng Xiong was horrified.

If Ye Tian dodged his own punch, he surpassed ordinary people, but with so many silver needles flying out of his fingers, it must not be underestimated.

Subconsciously taking two steps back, Leng Xiong grabbed the silver needles on his face and pulled them all out.

However, after pulling it out, Leng Xiong's face seemed to be nailed, with more than a dozen wounds the size of rice grains.

"Boy, you...you use a hidden weapon!"

The corner of Leng Xiong's mouth twitched vigorously.

He knew very well that his face might be disfigured.

The anger in my heart grew stronger.

Only then did Ye Tian stand up: "I told you to wait until you didn't listen."

While talking, Ye Tian helped Wang Hanlin up: "How do you feel?"

Not to mention how comfortable Wang Hanlin is now, his body has even become a lot lighter. He admired Ye Tian in his heart, and nodded emphatically when he heard the words: "Boss, I am convinced!"

"Hehe, since that's the case, go fight him." Ye Tian pointed at Leng Xiong.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Let Wang Hanlin fight Leng Xiong?

Did something go wrong!

What kind of skill is this Leng Xiong, and what kind of skill is Wang Hanlin?
Wang Hanlin is just a son of a rich family. Apart from being energetic and good at bedtime, he might not even be able to beat ordinary gangsters, right?
What an international joke!
Wang Hanlin himself also had a look of astonishment, and bitterness appeared on his originally excited face: "Boss, you...are you playing with me? I'm afraid I can't even catch Leng Xiong's slap."

Ye Tian shook his head: "How will you know if you don't try?"

Since Wang Hanlin is a loyal little brother, Ye Tian doesn't mind giving him a chance.

It's just that Wang Hanlin can only see how much he can catch.

Over the years, Wang Hanlin's body had accumulated a large amount of drugs, but while excreting them from his body, it not only eliminated the impurities in his body, but also made his meridians stronger than ordinary people.

Now, all it takes is a strong fight to stimulate the potential in his body.

In this way, it is very likely that he will become a martial artist.

And the Leng Xiong in front of him is obviously a martial artist.

Ye Tian just took a look and knew that he should be a middle-rank Huang rank martial artist.

Among ordinary people, Leng Xiong is absolutely invincible.

Moreover, it is absolutely impossible for Wang Hanlin to be his opponent.

But, so what, Leng Xiong can't make much trouble here by himself.

It's just that what he heard in Leng Xiong's ears turned into a complete humiliation.

"Damn it, you actually let a trash come and beat me!" Leng Xiong blushed, completely ignoring his disfigurement: "Today, I want to make you regret it!"

Looking around, he walked to the edge of the sofa, grabbed the edge of the sofa with both hands, and then swung hard.

Leng Xiong easily lifted up the sofa which weighed hundreds of catties.

Then, Leng Xiong roared, and threw it towards Ye Tian and Wang Hanlin forcefully.

(End of this chapter)