Infinite: The Yue Family Army starts the game and kills Wanyan Gou

Chapter 45 Statue of King Yue, Qingyun Gang
"Fistes and kicks? Hahahahahahaha!!!!"

The man's face was squeezed into a ball, showing a rather strange expression. Looking at Ye Hengzhou, who had a serious look on his face, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and laughed so much that tears flowed down his face.

"I think your brain is burned out, fists and feet?"

He raised the firearm in his hand. It was a heavy double-barreled shotgun with the barrel cut into half. The exaggerated shape and huge caliber showed the infinite power of this modified weapon.

“Boy, this is what’s popular right now!”

Following the strong man's movements, the group of people behind him also shouted and raised their firearms, laughing wantonly.

In their eyes, Ye Hengzhou has a new label besides being called Pudong Guy:
——The little madman who is too young.

Ye Hengzhou also smiled and showed his weapon to the man.

A fist with delicate skin, as smooth as jade, and well-defined joints.

His eyes lit up with restless fire, he smiled and said every word:
"Then try it."

As he spoke, the muscles all over Ye Hengzhou's body tensed up and protruded from his skin, like dragons and snakes entwined, or old trees entwined with roots, crisscrossing each other. His pure muscle strength suddenly exploded, and an invisible thunderstorm seemed to explode in the air, with air currents rushing and scattering in all directions.

The concrete floor was cracked with fine lines, stretching in all directions, and there was a continuous sound of breaking.

He jumped up high, his green cloth shirt swaying, like a collapsed blue sky, overturning and crushing everyone.

After nine days and nine nights of practice, Ye Hengzhou improved more than just his inner strength and divine will.

You must know that Pure Yang Palm and Fei Waterfall Rage are two martial arts with opposite attributes and equally strong. The process of practicing these two martial arts at the same time is more painful and dangerous than practicing the Wedding Clothes Magic Skill.

Even if Ye Hengzhou used the true strength of the wedding dress as the basis and refined the pure yang and pure yin energy, he would still have a narrow escape. If it weren't for Chi Xin's continuous use of [Cell Reorganization], he would have gone crazy and exploded to death.

But precisely because of his sincerity, Ye Hengzhou was not satisfied with just practicing these two palm techniques. He also wanted to use this extreme conflict to temper his body.

After nine days and nights of destruction and rebirth, Ye Hengzhou's body had indeed become tougher and more powerful than before.

Now, even if he doesn't use Pure Yang Qi and Shan Zi Jing Shen Yi, with this physical body alone, he can't lose to Wanyan Jue by much.

With such a force to attack, how could these criminal scum who live in the old city and barely have a few mouthfuls of food to resist?
A cry of pain ripped through the air.

A thick blood appeared in front of the strong man's eyes.

Before he could shoot, he fell heavily into the crowd.

Only then did the strong man realize that it was his own nosebleed.

Several gang members were shocked and stretched out their hands to catch the man, but the moment they came into contact with his clothes, they were shaken to the ground.

Ye Hengzhou didn't even take a breath, and punched out one after another. His arms were like sticks, rolling and sweeping, and his whole body was covered with continuous shadows of fists. He could be said to be invincible to those who stand in his way, and to overcome obstacles with thousands of troops.

Miserable howls of varying lengths, dull blows, crisp bones cracking, and the clang of flesh hitting the wall. These chaotic sounds were mixed together, irritating the eardrums of pedestrians, making them seem to feel some kind of phantom pain. .

People passing by lowered their heads, held their breath, and walked quickly for fear of getting into trouble.

Only - him.

Liang Liwei listened for a moment, then his face changed and he walked quickly towards the alley.

Turning the corner, the midday sun shines into the dark alley, shining so brightly that even the fine dust floating in the air is clearly visible.

At the intersection of light and shadow, a figure stands backlit.

It was a man who didn't seem to have any signs of transformation. He was wearing a green cloth shirt, black cloth shoes, and his long hair was tied up with a red rope. His face was too young, but he was full of ancient ideas.

The light flows on the extremely three-dimensional facial features, and the angular face is extremely heroic and full of awe-inspiring aura.

When Liang Liwei came in, the young man was holding a strong man in his hand and was interrogating him. "Friend, can you tell me now, where is the prosthetic doctor?"

His voice was extremely clear, and combined with his figure and face, Liang Liwei couldn't help but think of someone.

A warrior who once fought against guns and mechanized humans with his own body.

After being stunned, Liang Liwei couldn't help but said:

"I am a doctor."

The man turned his head, and his cold eyes seemed to melt into a glacier, flowing into Liang Liwei's eyes. In an instant, a slight chill ran down his spine from the tip of his tongue.

——This look in his eyes really looks like Brother Kong.

Looking at that familiar figure, and then thinking of the middle-aged Liang Liwei, the hero of the Qingyun Gang whom I once admired, I even had the urge to cry.

Although he didn't understand where Liang Liwei's excitement came from, Ye Hengzhou could still vaguely feel through the Shanzi Sutra that this man had no ill intentions.

So he took David and Rebecca to Liang Liwei's studio.

Liang Liwei came to the depths of an alley with ease and reached out to push open the door of "Liang's Hardware Store". As soon as he walked into the store, a large amount of smoke smelling of engine oil hit his face.

He took the lead and walked in. Rebecca leaned forward, but bumped into Ye Hengzhou's back.

The girl covered her head and was about to ask a question, but saw this overly magical young man suddenly stunned.

He looked at the statue in the middle of the store, and his eyes became very gentle.

Although Rebecca is very young, she has already dealt with all kinds of people. She knows that only a person who has a lot of memories can have such gentleness.

Liang Liwei turned his head and noticed Ye Hengzhou's gaze, and he secretly screamed.

——Oops, I forgot to move this statue in before I left yesterday.

In Sang City, there are very few people who still worship such statues, and most of them belong to the same organization.

——That was the dark world that once dominated the entire city of Mulberry, the Qingyun Gang that controlled countless martial arts tycoons and martial artists.

——That is, the emerging super company, giant enterprise, and the predecessor of Sangcheng Prosthetic Company.

If there are people who are familiar with all this, they can tell at a glance that Liang Liwei must be one of them.

In fact, Liang Liwei was not such a careless person. If Ye Hengzhou had not given him an impression that was too similar to that of his old friend, he would never have brought him to the studio in the first place.

Fortunately, this former member of the Qingyun Gang also had a man-machine transformation. Seeing that Ye Hengzhou didn't speak, he pretended to be embarrassed and scratched his head.

"It's rare, in this day and age, for people to worship Prince Yue."

It was a statue of an elegant general holding a sword with one hand and looking far away. The sculptor obviously had extraordinary skills and carved his expression into the wood, making it lifelike.

Hearing Liang Liwei's words, Ye Hengzhou suddenly came back to his senses. He showed a nostalgic look and waved his hands.

"This statue is very well carved..."

He repeated it again.

"very good."

　Thanks to the helmsman of Yangoudan, the boss is generous, the boss is in good health, and thanks to the boss for the support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)