Updated: 2012-11-07

"It's over, it's over, it's all over now. Could it be that I just came out of the hospital and have to go back now?" Tang Tianyou wailed in his heart. Although he had just put down his harsh words, he still couldn't help but become afraid when things came to an end.

But even if Tang Tianyou was very scared, time would not stop because of his worries. The gangster surnamed Huang with yellow hair ran the most happily, holding an iron stick, and just like that, he left the crowd and rushed over with the lead. The ferocious expression and bloodthirsty red light were like Tang Tianyou and him.

The little gangster surnamed Huang raised the iron stick in his hand and suddenly hit Tang Tianyou--

At the critical moment of life and death, for some reason, Tang Tianyou's heart became more and more calm. Suddenly, an extremely familiar memory surged in his heart, as if it was an instinct that had penetrated deep into his bones. Then, the movements of the gangster surnamed Huang seemed to be half a beat slower in his eyes.

As if a god was a ghost, Tang Tianyou turned his back slightly, and the iron rod hit the empty space and hit the ground hard, making a loud bang. The cement could not bear the huge force and splashed everywhere. It is conceivable what kind of damage it would cause if the iron rod hits a person!

"Aren't you guys afraid of killing someone?" Tang Tianyou asked angrily when he saw that the gangster surnamed Huang dared to take such a ruthless move.

When the young gangster surnamed Huang was frustrated with why he didn't hit Tang Tianyou just now, he heard Tang Tianyou's question and said disdainfully: "What's wrong with you being crippled? Even if you kill you, you will only be in prison for a few years. With the care of the boss, we will be released soon."

What made Tang Tianyou even more heartbroken was that the words of the gangster surnamed Huang were actually recognized by all the gangsters present, and they nodded and showed fierce eyes one by one.

These guys really treat human lives like grass!

Tang Tianyou was really angry this time, not because of blackmail or because of being beaten, but because of their disrespect for life!

"You scumbags are simply unforgivable!" Tang Tianyou said in a low voice. None of the gangsters noticed it. His eyes showed a hint of cold light that made people feel heart-pounding.

"Hmph, boy, I'll tell you a truth. In this world, whoever has the biggest fist will have the final say! You flowers in the greenhouse will never understand the cruelty of this world!" said the gangster surnamed Huang.

"Is that true? So that's it. Thank you for telling me this truth..." Tang Tianyou, who lowered his head, put his face in the shadow, making it impossible for people to see his face.

"cut!"

The little gangster surnamed Huang looked unhappy. He thought that after saying this, Tang Tianyou would go crazy, be afraid, and even beg for cowardly, kneeling on the ground and begging him for mercy.

Unexpectedly, this guy had a expressionless face, calm and composed look, and no fear at all. No, not only that, that tone and expression seemed to... not take them seriously at all!!!

Damn, what he hates the most is that he looks so scared that he even pretends to be calm.

No, I must completely tear his mask and let him kneel in front of me and beg for mercy! The gangster surnamed Huang shouted wildly in his heart.

So he picked up the iron rod again, rushed up frantically, and smashed Tang Tianyou hard in the head, as if he would not give up until he beat Tang Tianyou to death.

Suddenly, Tang Tianyou felt that the movements of the gangster surnamed Huang seemed to have doubled, and his body involuntarily met him with conditioned reflexes.

A small side step avoided his attack, and gently tweeted his right foot. The little gangster named Huang lost his center of gravity. He immediately grabbed the other party's wrist in the opposite direction with his left hand, quickly cut in, pressed his waist with his hips, pulled him towards himself, using himself as the fulcrum.

Then with a slight force, the little gangster named Huang was thrown out from behind by Tang Tianyou like paper scraps, and hit the hard cement floor, making a loud "bang" sound, and suddenly, countless smoke and dust splashed on the ground.

The gangster surnamed Huang let out a "ah" scream, and his body kept twitching, like cooked shrimps. His body was suffering from great pain, and he kept spitting out white foam from his mouth. After a while, he completely fainted.

Standard shoulder-shoulder fall!

Actions as accurate as textbooks!

The whole movement was like flowing water, exuding a sense of martial arts. The remaining gangsters seemed to be shocked. Everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

Especially the gangster leader, Brother Long, he swallowed his saliva and looked incredible. He probably had never seen such a fierce person in reality.

After all, this kind of scene is too shocking. A guy who is only 1.5 meters tall can easily fuck a tall gangster with a weapon in his hand. This is unscientific!

The gangsters around were all looking at Brother Long, with the same expression on their faces, as if they were saying, Brother Long, what should I do now? Go? Stay? Make an idea.

Suddenly, Brother Long felt an invisible pressure pressing on him. At this time, he knew deeply that as long as he showed a little bit of retreat, his prestige might not be as high as before, and some people might even stop obeying his orders because of this. At this time, he already regretted coming to trouble Tang Tianyou.

But it’s too late to say anything now, it’s hard to get rid of a tiger!

Thinking of this, Brother Long shouted loudly to his younger brothers: "What are we afraid of? So what if he knows martial arts? As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands, and kill the master with random punches. We have many people, so he only has one person. No matter how we fight, we will win!"

The more Brother Long said, the more excited he became, the more he felt that the fact seemed to be like this. In fact, there was nothing to be afraid of. We may be too despised because even the special forces soldier had bare hands and could only deal with four or five people at once, not to mention that this little dwarf might only have a little three-legged kung fu.

Thinking of this, the gangsters regained their confidence and surrounded them with a ferocious look on their faces. However, this time they were not as arrogant as before. They walked together in groups of three or three, as if they wanted to use the human sea tactics to defeat Tang Tianyou.

At this time, Tang Tianyou had fallen into a strange state, his body trembling slightly. Under the strong stimulation of the gangster just now, the white-beard's lifelong fighting memory seemed to have awakened in his body, and pieces of memory emerged in his heart like a tide, and then melted, absorbed, and digested.

You should know that even if a strong man of that level dies and dies, he will retain the most basic combat instinct as a warrior and the most primitive combat memory.

Even if Tang Tianyou only got the weakest trace of the inheritance, it would be more than enough to deal with these scums with only five combat power!

When they were talking, three gangsters rushed up, holding a long iron stick in their hands, and used all their strength to hit Tang Tianyou hard.

The stick roared over and crossed the sky, and was about to hit Tang Tianyou's head. The three gangsters' eyes were full of madness, revealing a bloodthirsty red light. They seemed to see the tragic situation of the iron stick hitting Tang Tianyou.

Made, go to die, go to die, what a fool martial arts master is worth mentioning at all, I will beat you all!

Tang Tianyou smiled contemptuously, as if he could predict it, but he took a step back slightly. Then, three iron rods smashed into the empty space. Because he used too much force, the three gangsters' feet staggered and almost fell.

Tang Tianyou didn't give them time to recover, so he rushed forward, kicking each person hard at the crotch. With a "bang", something seemed to be broken.

The three gangsters immediately hugged their crotch, bent over in pain like cooked shrimps, rolling around on the ground, their faces twitching constantly, and bursts of wailing.

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