Yang Hua was indifferent, looking at him coldly, his body slowly gathering strength.

"It seems you really want to die early."

After Ah Lang finished speaking, his whole body suddenly rushed toward the motionless Yang Hua with overwhelming momentum.

A fist filled with all the strength hit Yang Hua's chest directly.

Yang Hua didn't dare to be careless, he turned to one side and hooked with his left hand.

A Lang missed with a heavy punch. When he saw the opponent's uppercut coming, he did not avoid it. He made a small backhand grab and grabbed Yang Hua's wrist.

Of course Yang Hua's arm cannot be caught by him.

He stepped back, and with a smart swing of his left leg, he hit A Lang on the head.

Alang had to avoid this time, and he was suddenly forced back.

He did not attack again this time, but looked coldly at Yang Hua in front of him. He could already feel that the opponent did have two brushes in his hand.

Yang Hua on the side could also feel that although this young man of his own age had a hot temper, his skills were indeed not weak.

Ouyang Zhongshi looked at the scene and felt some serious repercussions in his heart. He never thought that the other young man, who was just a driver, was really capable.

The two people on the court looked at each other coldly, neither of them making the first move.

Suddenly, a figure moved first.

Yang Hua.

I saw a smart left kick from his left leg towards Alang's calf at lightning speed.

Alang didn't dare to be careless, he quickly raised his feet to dodge, and punched out hard with his left fist.

When Yang Hua saw his left fist attack, a strange smile appeared on his face unknowingly. The smile was like a treacherous old fox about to catch a little white rabbit. This was the effect he wanted.

But as soon as Alang punched out, he suddenly felt regretful because his entire lower body was exposed to Yang Hua's attack range. As soon as he thought of this, he hurriedly stepped back.

"Not good." Changsheng, a fierce man standing on one side, suddenly shouted.

But he said that Alang had realized his danger, and before his body had time to retreat, the fist he punched had already been caught by two hands.

Looking at Yang Hua again, how could he miss this opportunity? In fact, the sudden fake move just now was taught to him by Bai Songren in the Black Prison. At that time, he said that the only way to quickly defeat the enemy is not to rely on strength.

It depends on means, and the same goes for fighting with others. No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as you can seize the opportunity and use your brain, then the opponent will lose even if he is stronger than you. At that time, Yang Hua deeply felt that he said

It's not bad at all, you have to use your brain in everything you do.

Yang Hua had already grasped Alang's wrist tightly with both hands at this moment, and he pulled hard. Alang, who had already dived, was already aware of his danger, but his body was indeed out of his control. With the fierce man's longevity,

With a loud scream, Alang's face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly swung his right fist and hit Yang Hua straight in the face with a desperate straight punch.

Facing A Lang's crossbow attack, Yang Hua easily raised his left arm to block, and then neutralized A Lang's heavy punch without a trace. Then, he stepped out with his left foot and moved his body.

He violently bumped into Alang's body, which was leaning forward and seemed to have fallen.

With a plop.

Alang's strong body suddenly fell to the ground.

"court death."

After Ah Lang fell to the ground, a dozen fierce-looking men stood behind him. Their faces were first full of shock, and then they became uncontrollably angry.

The fierce man Changsheng standing behind him had a livid face, and his eyes were as vicious and sharp as an eagle, looking at Yang Hua like a prey. In his heart, the little master in front of him had not been knocked down for many years, but at this moment, he was

Can you imagine that the other person, who was just a driver, was easily defeated?

Ouyang Zhongshi, who was standing at the end, was even more shocked. He never expected that this grandson, who was always famous for his fierceness and ability to fight in the dead city, would be knocked down easily by others. He not only looked at Yang Hua a few more times.

But he said that the dozen or so people behind him rushed over after seeing A Lang being knocked down.

The first person to rush over was a ferocious-looking man, probably in his thirties, with a scar on his face. At this moment, he was the first to pull out a machete from his arms and rush toward Yang Hua.

Yang Hua didn't dare to be careless. The opponent had a guy in his hand, but he was bare-handed. He didn't dare to take a hard hit. On one side of his body, the scar-faced man slashed the opponent with a knife.

Before Yang Hua could wait for the scarred man to turn around, his left fist suddenly hit the scarred man's waist.

A scream.

The huge body of the scarred man fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

It was obvious that this heavy blow had broken at least a few ribs of the man with the scarred face.

The dozen or so people standing behind him did not expect Scarface to be knocked down as soon as he came up. They were even more shocked, and the murderous intent in their eyes became even stronger. They were looking fiercely at Yang Hua in front of them.

Yang Hua stood there coldly, like an insurmountable wall.

"Wait a minute." A voice echoed slowly.

Ouyang Zhongshi walked up slowly, with a gloomy face, and glanced at the scar-faced man lying on the ground moaning in pain, and then slowly raised his head to look at Yang Hua.

"Okay, for a moment, it seems that I really underestimated you before." Ouyang Zhongshi's voice could not tell whether it was a compliment or something else...

"If you leave the Xiao family now, I can consider saving your life." Ouyang Zhongshi said slowly one word at a time.

"No need." Yang Hua's voice was calm and cold.

"Grandpa, don't talk nonsense to him, let me kill him with one shot." Ah Lang, who had just missed and suffered a loss, was the most angry at this time. He pulled out the domestic Type 64 pistol in his arms and said to Yang Hua.

Ouyang Zhongshi shook his head gently and looked at Yang Hua.

"You can fight, aren't you? As long as you can knock down all the people I brought today, I might make an exception and kill a few fewer people. This is fair, haha."

Maybe Yang Hua and Xiao Zhenbei still don't understand what happened to the dozen people behind Ouyang Zhongshi? But Ouyang Zhongshi knows that all of these dozen people have spent huge sums of money to kill the city from the "Skull"

The hired desperadoes, for these people, they don't understand anything, but they do understand one thing, and that is killing.

These desperadoes seem to be born with this ability. In the city of death, they are the death army beside "Skull", and here they are still vicious characters.
Chapter completed!