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Chapter 15(2/2)

Wang Yao had already defeated half of the people, and the remaining half were too timid to step forward.

Lu Shiren could not swallow this breath, and shouted angrily with red eyes: "Fuck me!"

"Whoever brings him down will be rewarded one hundred thousand!"

As soon as the voice fell, dozens of people rushed up screaming.

"boom!"

Under everyone's frightened eyes, Wang Yao directly picked up the gangster at the front, used him as a weapon, and pushed him towards them.

Lu Shiren only saw dozens of people surrounding Wang Yao, waving sticks in their hands.

However, he couldn't see Wang Yao being beaten.

On the contrary, it was Wang Yao who advanced from the east to the west.

For a moment, the sounds of fighting and screams resounded throughout the small building.

These gangsters fell to the ground in a mess, and the scene was very chaotic.

Lu Shiren's face turned black. He had hundreds of people, but he couldn't beat one person?

Chen Juan's face was also very ugly, and she was so depressed that she almost vomited blood.

He was obviously a loser a few days ago, but why did he suddenly become a different person?

At a glance, there were less than ten people still standing unharmed.

These people surrounded Lu Shiren but did not dare to move forward.

Instead, Wang Yao took a step forward, and they took a step back.

Lu Shiren also kept retreating, his throat slid, and he shouted angrily at the subordinates in front of him:

"Come on, get them all on me!"

"Mr. Lu, I can't beat you."

These thugs had long since lost their courage, dropped their sticks, and dispersed in droves.

"Trash, trash, a bunch of trash!"

Lu Shiren jumped to his feet and cursed.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Seeing Wang Yao keep advancing, Lu Shiren looked around and found that there was no one around him. He said with a trembling voice:

"Don't come over, don't come over..."

Wang Yao sneered, kicked his foot suddenly, and rushed in front of Lu Shiren with a bang like a shell.

"Woo!"

Wang Yao pinched his neck with one hand, and the words in Lu Shiren's mouth were stuck in his throat. Wang Yao slowly lifted him up.

"Mr. Lu, do you still have anyone?"
Chapter completed!
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