chapter 32

Seeing Yang Ling just staring at him faintly, Black Snake said angrily: "But given your bad attitude, I added one extra!"

"Take off your clothes and pants and Guo Ben will make Lao Tzu happy, and you can still leave a dog's life."

"If you dare to say a word, the bones of your whole body will be broken for you, making you worse off than death!"

Yang Ling sneered when he heard the words: "Really? Then you try to see whose bones are harder."

"The brat is looking for death!"

The black snake was very angry and shouted: "Give it to me!"

As soon as the voice fell, I only felt a strong wind coming from my ears, and then a pain in my forehead and my whole body was almost unsteady with Venus.

Looking down, a coin rolled down.

And the next moment, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and Yang Ling's fist slammed into his face!

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the black snake ran for a nosebleed without even screaming, and fell to the ground.

"Second kill!"

Yang Ling sneered, his body like the wind avoided the steel pipe smashed by the gangsters, and another coin was shot!

"Ding, throwing proficient skills start!"

The system talks sounded, and one person fell to the ground, screaming and unable to stand up.

But Yang Ling had already fallen into a siege.

This group of people can become famous. It is indeed very fierce. They are all rushing to the point. Faced with so many armed and ruthless people, the Sanda champion may not be able to withstand it.

But who is Yang Ling?

"Ding, Tai Chi is proficient in launching!"

I saw Yang Ling's whole body a surge of vigor, his palms sometimes pushed flatly, sometimes turned into fists, a set of Taijiquan envoys called a fire-like innocence.

Coupled with the agility of up to 19 points, it is difficult for the steel pipe machete to hit him.

And his 14-point strength is far beyond that of a normal adult male. He was hit with a punch, just like being hit by a hammer, and his bones broke on the spot!

Lying on the ground, the black snake, who hadn't completely fainted, was so scared by the scene in front of him that he hit a dozen or so, almost one punch!

And his little brother couldn't even touch the other side's hair.

Is this person Huang Feihong or Ye Wen? Or what god-level soldier king?

Is this something humans can do?

He wanted to paint on the spot, but after coming into contact with Yang Ling's cold eyes, his hair stood up, and he didn't even dare to faint!

However, in ten minutes, no one except Yang Ling was able to stand.

After taking a breath, Yang Ling stepped on the black snake's face and said coldly: "What? Isn't it going to break my bones?"

"What now?"

With some effort on this kick, the black snake cried out in pain, "Brother Yang, Master Yang! We have no eyes to know Mount Tai, and we ran into your old man, ah, ah, you adults don't remember the villain, let go Pass me!"

"Spare you?"

Yang Ling sneered: "Just now, each of them was steel pipes and machetes, did you ever want to let me go?"

"Ok!?"

He increased his voice, chopped it off, and one of the black snake's arms was trampled off on the spot!

"Ah!"

After a heartbreaking scream, Black Snake cried out painfully: "Please spare your life, Master Yang, please spare your life!"

"Money, I'll give you money! Please let me go!"

At this time, a little bastard got up, howling and rushing to the distance in fear!

"go?"

Yang Ling kicked a steel pipe, "Ding, proficient in throwing!"

The steel pipe seemed to have eyes long, and flew straight to the stick, and hit his leg severely.

The man threw a puff on the ground, screamed, and covered his leg, looking at the curved arc, it should be broken.