42: C42 First Round Victory!

C42 First Round Victory!

The first round, victory!

Hsiang Yang slowly raised his head to look at the excited Wang Chunming and coldly snorted. "I was wondering who was so bold as to kidnap my woman. So it was you, you little scumbag. I saved your life. It's fine if you don't want to thank me. You even tried to kill me time and time again. It's fine if you attack me. I don't blame you, because you're no match for me. However, you shouldn't have attacked Girl Lu. "

His words immediately made Lu Xinrann's face turn red. She thought in her heart, Am I his woman in his heart? When did I become his woman?

"What's wrong with laozi making a move on this damn woman? Today, not only am I going to touch her, I am also going to humiliate him." Wang Chunming no longer had the gentlemanly demeanor he used to have. He roared in excitement, as if he had gone mad.

Lu Xinrann lifted her head from Hsiang Yang's arms and looked at him coldly, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. You are simply a cultured scum, a beast. Sooner or later, you will be punished by the law."

"Haha, you are too naive. The law is only useful to the weak. But to the strong, the law is just a decoration. If you don't believe it, you can take a look. After I kill this kid, will the law punish me? " Wang Chunming said with a sneer.

Hsiang Yang looked as if he was retarded. He said with a cold smile.

"Foolish thoughts. I really don't know how you learned it. The law exists to protect all the people and rights that need to be protected. Whether it is the weak or the strong, the Sword of Dakmos will always stop above the head of the offender. Justice will not be late, the law will punish it!"

Seeing the meaning of his existence being trampled on, Wang Chunming's face immediately revealed resentment. "Kid, just based on what you said, I'll let you die a little more frankly later."

" I'm afraid that you won't be able to decide how I die, right? " Hsiang Yang looked at the man with a cigar in his mouth standing on the second floor and waved at him. He seemed to be very familiar with the man and even greeted him. "Hello, come down and have a chat."

"There must be something wrong with this guy's head."

Everyone looked at Hsiang Yang as if they were looking at a fool. At this moment, they were still waving at the boss of the enemy without thinking about how to beg for mercy. Who do you think you are? Is he the godfather of the Tianhai Underground World?

"Mr. Cong, is there something wrong with this guy's head?" The people beside Mr. Cong couldn't help but twitch their lips as they looked at Hsiang Yang as if they were looking at an idiot. Initially, they thought that it would be fun to kill this guy later, but now they felt that killing an idiot was nothing to be proud of.

"Look at how confident he is. He either has a problem with his brain or he is very confident in himself. Interesting. In front of so many brothers, he was actually confident in dealing with them. I would like to see what capabilities he has. " Mr. Cong took a puff of the cigar and then spat out a beautiful ring of smoke. " Let's go down and take a look."

"Yes." Mr. Cong brought a group of people downstairs. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Hsiang Yang and the others. There were more than a dozen guns under his command, and they were all aimed at Hsiang Yang.

"You should leave quickly. They have guns." Lu Xinrann just remembered that the enemy had a gun at this moment. She quickly asked Hsiang Yang to leave.

"Go, do you think he is Superman? To be able to walk in front of so many guns, you really think too highly of him." Wang Chunming sneered and looked at Mr. Cong. " Mr. Cong, why did you come down?"

"I want to see what makes him able to remain calm in front of so many of us." Mr. Cong said with a faint smile.

"Ha, Mr. Cong thinks too highly of him. This kid is only pretending to be calm on the surface. In a while, he will be crying and begging for mercy." Wang Chunming said.

"Just because of what you said, I won't forgive you no matter how much you beg for mercy later." Hsiang Yang said with a smile.

"Hmph, you're still stubborn even in the face of death." Wang Chunming said with a sneer on his face.

Hsiang Yang shrugged and looked at Mr. Cong. He smiled and waved his hand. "Young man, you are doing well. You actually have so many guns under your command."

"It's okay. It's all our brothers who think highly of me." Mr. Cong said modestly.

"That's right. If I think highly of you, you are 'Mr. Cong'. If I look down on you, you are worse than a pile of shit." Hsiang Yang said in a serious manner.

"You are courting death."

After hearing Hsiang Yang's words, Mr. Cong's men became furious. One of the men standing behind Mr. Cong rushed towards Hsiang Yang, "I will crush your bones bit by bit."

"Everyone knows how to say ruthless words, but very few can actually do it." Hsiang Yang still had a smile on his face. He patted Lu Xinrann's little hand, which was tensed up because of the nervousness. He just stood there and quietly waited for the big man to rush over.

"This kid is dead for sure. The strength of Iron Head's punch is enough to kill even a cow. He actually dared to stand there without dodging. He really brought about his own death." Mr. Cong's subordinate said with a sneer.

"Iron Head, don't use too much strength to kill him. Let's play with him before killing him." Someone shouted.

"Bang!"

While they were laughing and shouting, Iron Head's fist was already flying towards Hsiang Yang. The target of this punch was Hsiang Yang's head. A ferocious expression emerged on his face. It was as if he had already seen the head of this guy who dared to provoke his boss get crushed. Brain matter and blood mixed together and flowed out.

"Too slow."

Hsiang Yang shook his head. He slowly stretched out his hand and casually grabbed the iron head's hand. Under the iron head's inconceivable gaze, he directly grabbed the iron head's hand.

"En." Iron Head exerted his strength and tried to break free, but he was shocked to find that this thin kid's strength was surprisingly great. With his strength, he was unable to break free at all.

Iron Head's face turned red. It wasn't because he was shy, but because he used too much strength and his face turned red.

"Something's not right. Iron Head's punch was actually blocked. This kid is a martial arts practitioner." The person beside Mr. Cong couldn't help but say.

"I can see that his strength isn't small. No wonder he's so confident." Mr. Cong nodded slowly, not surprised.

"Let me do it." Another strong man next to Mr. Cong walked out. He was very big. His muscles bulged like a mountain of meat. However, this mountain of meat wasn't fat, but rather hard and thin meat.

He rushed over quickly. Every step he took shook the ground, as if thousands of soldiers were charging over.

"Mr. Cong really has a lot of talented people by his side." Wang Chunming was frightened by what he saw. There was no need to talk about how to fight such a huge mountain of meat. Even if it was a mountain of meat, it could still crush him to death. The more he looked at it, the more excited he felt. He felt that agreeing to Mr. Cong's condition and inviting him to help was the right thing to do. With so many experts present, what could not be done?

"Be careful." Lu Xinrann was frightened by what she saw. The mountain of meat was rushing over, and even the ground was shaking. It could be seen how terrifying he was. Comparing him to Hsiang Yang's body size, she could tell how strong they were.

"Don't worry. I will be there."

Hsiang Yang gave Lu Xinrann a reassuring look. It was just a simple sentence. It made Lu Xinrann, who was on tenterhooks, feel relieved. She quietly looked at Hsiang Yang. Unknowingly, the shadow of the man standing in front of her at the critical moment had been deeply engraved in her heart.

"I originally wanted to play with you, but your brother came too quickly. I had to deal with you first."

Hsiang Yang looked at 'Iron Head' with a regretful look. The latter immediately became furious. What kind of look is that? It's true that I'm not a match for you. I admit that you are stronger than me, but you want to finish me off before the fat boy arrives. Why are you so confident? Are you just slightly stronger than me?

"I don't believe that you can deal with me." Iron Head looked at Hsiang Yang furiously. He felt that this was the most humiliating time in his life. The fist that he was so proud of had been grabbed by someone, and this guy still calmly said that he was going to get rid of him. This was too arrogant.

"You don't believe me, do you?"

Hsiang Yang had a playful smile on his face. He looked at the mountain of flesh that was about to reach him and his eyes suddenly became sharp. He grabbed the iron head's arm with one hand and sent it flying.

"Bang!"

Iron Head felt an incomparably powerful force transmitting towards him. In front of this force... The force that he was so proud of actually collapsed in an instant as if it was being pulled and destroyed. His entire person was instantly blasted away, smashing onto the wall. His head tilted and he actually fainted without saying a word.

"Roar!"

The fat boy did not expect his brother to be so vulnerable. He was knocked unconscious in an instant. He roared and rushed over. He swung his arm, which was several times bigger than Hsiang Yang's thigh, towards Hsiang Yang.

"Bang!"

Hsiang Yang smiled softly. He moved the iron head between himself and the fat boy, letting the fat boy hit the iron head's chest.

"Puchi!"

When the iron head smashed down, it was as if it had been crushed by a heavy truck. Its eyes were wide open and blood continuously spewed out from its mouth.

Hsiang Yang threw the iron head at the fat boy's feet and glared at him angrily. "I say, you are too much, fatty. Even if you have a grudge against each other. But at this time, you have a common enemy. How can you turn your back on us? Look, you immediately helped him crush all the bones in his chest. This life is almost over. Sigh, you are wrong to do this. Your boss will get angry if he sees it. There are so many guns... Even if you want to kill your boss, it's not possible."

"I, I, I'm not talking nonsense. It wasn't on purpose."

The fat boy cried out in grievance. He stopped and turned his head to look at his boss, Mr. Cong. He explained, "Mr. Cong, you have to believe me. I didn't do it on purpose!"

"Of course you didn't do it on purpose, but you did it on purpose! Everyone could see that so many people were blind. Come, come, come, stand behind me. I'll protect you. " Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Hsiang Yang.

"I..."1

"What are you talking about? Come here quickly, my good brother. Seeing that you have turned your back on me, I have decided to protect you." The fat boy spoke again, but Hsiang Yang had already taken the initiative to speak a single word.

"I, I, I..."

The fat boy was so anxious that he nearly cried. He really did not do it on purpose. However, his intelligence was clearly less than one-thousandth of his body. His brain's reaction was slower than the average person. He was suddenly at a loss for what to do after being interrupted by Hsiang Yang. Standing in the middle and facing his boss' Mr. Cong ', he looked like a child who had been wronged.

"Enough." Mr. Cong spoke. After shouting loudly, he said to the fat boy, "I believe you. You just go over and beat him to death."

"Alright."

Mr. Cong's words were like a calming pill for the fat man. He became excited and turned around happily, rushing towards Hsiang Yang.

"Bang!"

The fat boy's stomach was too big. Even if he lowered his head, he could not see what was under his feet. He accidentally stepped on Iron Head's chest. This time... Iron Head, who had only a few breaths left, immediately rolled his eyes and started bleeding from all his orifices. There was no more sound.

"Sigh, what a cold-blooded boss. When he saw that his subordinates were about to die, he deliberately let this fellow kill him." Hsiang Yang sighed and said.

"Roar!"

Before Hsiang Yang could say anything else, the fat boy had already arrived in front of him. He raised his fist and threw it at Hsiang Yang's face. He roared furiously, "I'm going to kill you!"

Hsiang Yang smiled faintly and pulled Lu Xinrann to the side. He took a step to the side and grabbed the fat boy's pillar-like arm with both hands. With a strong pull, the fat boy felt a strong force and fell forward.

This was not the end. Just as the fat boy was about to fall, Hsiang Yang kicked his butt with his right foot. There was a 'bang' sound. Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, it was as if an ant was pushing down an elephant. The fat boy, who weighed at least five hundred to six hundred kilograms, was sent flying more than ten meters away by Hsiang Yang's kick. He was sent flying out of the warehouse. Furthermore, he did not stop after exiting the warehouse's door. He continued flying for a few meters before falling down.

"Bang!"

A loud sound was heard, accompanied by dust and smoke rising up. The ground shook. Hsiang Yang smiled and clapped his hands. "First round, victory!"

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