Wang Bo's entry into Kowloon City this time was similar to the last time, and attracted the attention of countless people.

However, unlike the last time, the last time everyone looked at Wang Bo was mostly surprised, but this time, the eyes of Wang Bo were mostly awe.

After all, yesterday's incident was already a hot topic in a small place like Jiulong Village.

Most of the residents of Jiulong Village were surprised that someone dared to provoke Ding Ye's authority.

In the eyes of everyone, this is a madman.

Therefore, countless people kept their distance from Wang Bo, for fear that they would be implicated by accident and become Ding Ye's punching bag.

Wang Bo didn't care about this and walked leisurely in the Kowloon City Walled City.

However, he noticed something. Many people looked at him with secret eyes, and some people came from all directions and quietly surrounded him.

They thought their actions were secret, but Wang Bo knew it very clearly.

After all, the footsteps of these people were too noisy.

Wang Bo estimated that there were at least dozens of people in this group.

Then, several men wearing practice clothes came over and stopped in front of Wang Bo.

A man with short hair said, "Mr. Ding wants to see you."

Wang Bo nodded and said, "Let's lead the way."

The short-haired man gave a look, and the few people behind him immediately dispersed, surrounded Wang Bo, blocking every retreat, "Come with me."

He turned around and stride forward, and Wang Bo followed him step by step.

A group of people walked for more than ten minutes and turned more than ten turns. When Wang Bo walked through the last turn, his eyes suddenly became clear.

It turned out that they had come to a quite wide platform, surrounded by tall buildings, but the doors of every household in the high-rise building were closed.

After Wang Bo stepped into the platform, a group of people rushed out from all directions, occupying the entire platform, and the encirclement was blocked. Even the corridor on the second floor was full of people.

Wang Bo looked around and saw that there were at least two hundred people surrounding him.

There is no doubt that this is a trap, but when Wang Bo stepped into this place, the group of people blocked Wang Bo's way.

Wang Bo has to admit that he underestimated Master Ding, and he could mobilize so many people, which is indeed amazing.

However, it was a bit whimsical to defeat Wang Bo with more than 200 ordinary people.

Wang Bo smiled and swept over the group of people and said, "Is this what Master Ding does?"

The short-haired man walked on Wang Bo and turned his head and said, "Please Mr. Ding."

More than two hundred people shouted in unison: "Please Mr. Ding!!!"

The sound was deafening, like waves sweeping over the platform, echoing for a long time.

At the same time, a door on the second floor was opened from the inside, and an old man with a cane walked out of the door, walked to the railing, and looked down at Wang Bo from a high place.

Although the other party's hair was gray, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was walking with a crutch, it is undeniable that this way of appearance set off the boss of Kowloon City.

Even Wang Bo had to look up at this Master Ding.

Master Ding leaned on a crutch and his voice was low, "I thought the person who came to my Jiulong Village to cause trouble would be such a crazy person. I didn't expect that he would be such a young devil."

Perhaps so many thugs present gave Ding Ye strong confidence. The boss of the Jiulong Village looked at Wang Bo's eyes as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Little devil, come to my Jiulong City Wall to cause trouble. Do you think you are not dying fast enough?"

He held the crutch in both hands and knocked heavily on the ground, "Give it to me!"

With a command, the crowd surrounding Wang Bo suddenly launched a tide-like charge. Hundreds of people surrounded Wang Bo with weapons and gritted their teeth and chopped towards Wang Bo.

In an instant, Wang Bo saw weapons everywhere, slashing over his body with his body.

Faced with this situation, no one can leave alive unless the submachine gun is opened.

But, does Wang Bo need a submachine gun?

Of course not needed.

He activated the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover and rushed towards the crowd without hesitation. Wang Bo grabbed a person casually, treated the person as a shield, and easily waved it.

His current strength is calculated based on tons. A person with a capacity of more than 100 kilograms is no heavier than a rag in Wang Bo's eyes.

He waved a person and easily took a group of people to overturn the thugs who were approaching him.

There is no way to cut the weapons of this group of people on Wang Bo at all.

After waving a few rounds, Wang Bo smashed dozens of people and threw the shield in his hand out. If he didn't throw it out, the man would probably be killed by Wang Bo.

Then, Wang Bo stepped forward and rushed to another person in an instant, knocked off the weapon in his hand, grabbed his shoulder, treated him as a new shield, and waved him again.

Anyone who dares to get close to him will be smashed to the ground by Wang Bo.

In this way, it is useless to have too many people.

However, in five or six minutes, Wang Bo smashed at least dozens of people, most of them had their bones broken, and no one could get up from the ground.

He saw that the shield in his hand was almost out of service, so he threw it out again, and after throwing it aside, he picked up a new shield and continued to wave it.

With great strength and sufficient momentum, Wang Bo is fearless.

Not to mention a few minutes, even in the first half of the hour, Wang Bo would not breathe.

However, this scene was a little horrible when put in the eyes of others.

The people lying on the ground were covered with black hair, either their hands or their feet were broken. It was so terrible.

After Wang Bo threw out the new shield, a group of people looked at me and I saw you, but no one dared to step forward.

They obviously have an absolute advantage in terms of number of people, but no one dares to step forward.

Wang Bo took a few steps forward, and the group of people took a few steps back.

Within a few meters, it is empty.

When Master Ding saw this, he couldn't help but feel disgusted. This time he summoned more than 300 people, trying to lead Wang Bo into a trap and then kill him.

As a result, ten minutes later, the enemy was unscathed, but almost one-third of his people fell down, and the remaining two-thirds were so scared that they didn't dare to go up.

Wang Bo said with a smile: "Mr. Ding, right? Your people are not good."

Master Ding made a cruel heart and gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever can cut him to death, I will promote him to my heir!"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone present was stunned.

Then, the crowds were boiling.

There were people on the scene who counted one. After hearing this, everyone became excited, as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Many people waved their weapons, gritted their teeth and rushed up, roaring hysterical roars, but after tossing and turning, there was only one sentence.
Chapter completed!