Goddess Appraiser

While Li Mingjie, Tan Zhengdong, and the red-haired Zhao Laosi were still pretending to be gangsters, Ye Lang, who was surrounded by a group of gangsters, was already anxious.And the one who was more anxious than Ye Lang was Meng Xiaoyi in her arms.

At this time, Meng Xiaoyi had already regretted it so much that her intestines were green. Since the ventilation in the garage was not particularly good, and surrounded by a group of hooligans, the sweltering temperature had once again ignited the love potion in her body.In addition to enduring the torment inside his body, Meng Xiaoyi also understood that Li Mingjie and his group were probably planning to do something to Ye Lang.

Sure enough, when Hongmao walked back again, his face already had the look of "I am number one in the world", and the way he looked at Ye Lang was no different from looking at a dead person.

"I said the surname is Ye," the fourth red-haired Zhao said excitedly, "Since you are the brother of Brother Jie and Brother Tan, I will give you one more chance to put down the little fairy beside you, and then cripple your hands, otherwise I will But I really have to deal with you according to the rules of the road."

"Red hair, are you fucking out of your mind, right?" Ye Lang sneered, "Hit if you want, don't talk nonsense to me, lest you won't have the strength to scream when you beg for mercy."

"You!" Zhao Laosi choked immediately, and an extremely angry expression appeared on his face, "Brothers, fuck me, and use up this bastard."

"Yes!" The dozen or so gangsters at the side immediately yelled.

Seeing this posture, Ye Lang couldn't help crying in his heart.Xin said, if he fights with so many of them by himself, it will be a lose-lose situation for both of them, but right now there is Meng Xiaoyi who has been poisoned by the drug in his arms, and there are two garbage with malicious intentions outside, this is true It's a bit fucked|egg.

It's a pity that these problems are only Ye Lang's own problems. For the people on Hongmao's side, these problems are not problems at all.

Before Ye Lang could come up with an answer, a group of punks already had various weapons such as bricks and steel pipes in their hands.One of the weirdest of them came out with a pair of nunchucks in his hand.

"Xiaoyi, be careful, don't get hurt." In desperation, Ye Lang could only let go of Meng Xiaoyi, and said solemnly, "Don't be caught by them, try to get closer to me."

"Hmm..." Meng Xiaoyi forced herself to nod calmly, enduring the burning desire in her body.

At this time, the little gangster with a nunchuck was the first to rush to Ye Lang.

Needless to say, this guy is dancing with a nunchuck, and he looks a bit small. People who don't know may think he is a martial arts master.

But in front of Ye Lang, who has a certain amount of divine power, this little trick is not enough.

Before this guy's nunchucks hit Ye Lang's body, Ye Lang's fist had already hit him on the chest and fell to the ground screaming, and the pair of nunchucks in his hands fell to the side .

As this guy fell, the punks around him also became excited.A group of gangsters danced like demons, surrounded Ye Lang, and smashed down Ye Lang's body with steel rods and bricks.

If Ye Lang was alone, these little gangsters might not be able to touch him. He had learned free fighting in his early years, and it would not be difficult to deal with these guys.But while protecting Meng Xiaoyi from being smashed or taken away, and dealing with these guys at the same time, Ye Lang felt a little struggling.

After several rounds of beatings, there were already many brick marks on the navy blue suit jacket he was wearing.

As the saying goes, clay figurines still have three parts earthy nature, and Ye Lang, who was besieged and beaten for several rounds, felt extremely aggrieved in his heart.Inadvertently, he suddenly saw the nunchaku of the first gangster rushing up, had rolled to his feet.

Ye Lang's heart was overjoyed immediately. While carrying two steel pipes and smashing them on his back, he finally picked up the only weapon he could find.

Fights and gang fights are all about fierceness, no matter what level of battle it is, the brave are always more likely to win.Now that Ye Lang has a weapon, his attack range has been doubled for no reason, and he is starting to look more at ease when dealing with these gangsters.

After several more rounds, Ye Lang didn't get hit on the body again. On the contrary, some punks with bricks in their hands fell down.

Seeing the reversal of momentum, Ye Lang became more courageous, and Meng Xiaoyi, who was leaning against him, felt a little more at ease in his heart.

But at this moment, the fourth red-haired Zhao who had been watching from the side just now jumped into the battle group.

A shining small dagger was held in his hand, which appeared to be more lethal and deterrent than other gangsters.And it's no wonder that Zhao Laosi is the leader of this group of gangsters. Although this guy looks like a dog, but the sick little dagger in his hand is actually a bit tricky.

And the gangsters around saw the boss coming in, and immediately dispersed, obviously a little afraid of the dagger in Zhao Laosi's hand accidentally injuring the group.

But in Ye Lang's eyes, whether it's Zhao Laosi or those gangsters, they are all the same.No matter who came up, it was nothing more than two purposes, to abolish him, Ye Lang, and to snatch Meng Xiaoyi from his side.

Therefore, when Zhao Laosi kept wielding his dagger to test him, Ye Lang didn't mean to play tricks on him at all.

I saw a cold light flashing on Zhao Laosi's dagger. The guy with the evil eyebrows and mouse eyes was already holding the dagger with his backhand and was about to sweep Ye Lang's wrist, but the latter didn't even think about it. stick.

After all, the length of the nunchuck was more than twice as long as that of a dagger. Before Zhao Laosi could cut Ye Lang's hand, the nunchuck in Ye Lang's hand covered his head and smashed it down.Red blood immediately oozed from Zhao Lao Si's forehead.

Ye Lang is not a good person, especially when someone tries to get his idea of ​​him and his woman, this guy is simply a devil.Although Meng Xiaoyi is not his woman yet, she is not much different.Therefore, when he saw that the stick down had an actual effect, he didn't even give Zhao Laosi a chance to breathe, and the nunchuck in his hand turned up and down.

At this time, Zhao Laosi was so depressed in his heart, he said Brother Tan, you are too unjust, you asked my brother to do a deal without money, but the opponent is such a hard stubble, I, Zhao Laosi, can't do it today I'm really going to be planted here.

In fact, this was indeed the case. In the blink of an eye, the nunchuck in Ye Lang's hand had already hit Zhao Laosi's head seven or eight times, and the moves were terrible, all of which meant to beat him to death.When Ye Lang stopped, Zhao Laosi's head was completely opened. Although it was not enough to lose his life, there was absolutely no problem with a concussion or something.

Zhao Laosi, who was in so much pain that he couldn't even make a sound, showed the domineering arrogance of his gangster leader at this time. Although he had been beaten into a pig's head, he didn't fall to the ground and pretend to be dead like other gangsters. Still standing there straight, holding a dagger in his hand, Dayou and Ye Lang continued to fight desperately.

"Red hair, are you really mentally ill?" Ye Lang looked at the situation, and his face immediately became a little ugly, "Lie down if you should lie down, the two masters of your family will not let you down because of you. A little loyalty will look up to you."

"Fuck your mother!" Zhao Laosi swears vaguely, "Today is between me and you, not about Brother Tan and Brother Jie."

"Then you fucking, just lie down for me!" Ye Lang looked on, and the nunchuck in his hand hit Zhao Lao Si on the right side of the face again.

This time, Zhao Lao Si was really knocked down to the ground, unable to get up again.In the eyes of the punks around, the arrogance of not long ago was gone, and all that was left was fear and retreat.

But at this moment, Li Mingjie and Tan Zhengdong, who had been watching the battle from a distance, came over.Tan Zhengdong clapped his hands while walking, with a fake smile on his face.

"Oh, brother Ye, don't you see that this skill is not bad?" While clapping his hands, Tan Zhengdong said, "It's a pity that Zhao Laosi has a bad brain and dares to go against you, brother."

"Say something quickly, and fart quickly." Ye Lang didn't listen to him at all, and sweared directly.

"Tsk tsk, let me make it clear," Tan Zheng nodded and replied, "Although Zhao Laosi is a piece of trash, he is still my dog. As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Brother Ye, you beat me." My dog ​​just doesn't give me Tan Zhengdong's face?"

"So what?" Ye Lang frowned and asked back with a sneer.

"Since you don't give me face, then I can't give you face either." Tan Zhengdong made a gesture, signaling all the gangsters not to be afraid, "I will avenge Zhao Laosi's revenge, and as for Zhao Laosi's redemption The woman who came back will belong to me."

"You fart!" Ye Lang yelled violently, but he didn't rush forward.

It's not that Ye Lang didn't want to go up and put Tan Zhengdong down, but judging from Tan Zhengdong's tone and expression, this guy definitely has confidence.Different from Zhao Lao Si's bluff, Tan Zhengdong's confidence is really strong. I guess this guy is definitely a practitioner, so it's not in vain for the nunchuck in Ye Lang's hand.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Ye," Tan Zhengdong said still calmly, and at the same time slowly took off his upper body suit, "For the sake of your friendship with Brother Jie, I, someone Tan You have a choice, either cripple yourself and hand over this woman to me, or I will cripple you and fuck this woman to death in front of you? What do you think?"

"Try it if you have the guts?" Ye Lang raised his head and looked at Tan Zhengdong coldly.

He understands very well that dealing with this guy is definitely different from that little bastard just now, but if the enemy is in front of him, if he has any intention of shrinking back, then not only Meng Xiaoyi's innocence, but also his own life may not be guaranteed. own.

But Tan Zhengdong on the other side also meant the same thing, he didn't give Ye Lang any more chances, he had already waved a pair of iron fists, and smashed down Ye Lang's arm.