Chapter 202

Master Yan snorted coldly: "you are not worthy to fight with me!"

He winked at the people around him, and brother long yelled: "go ahead, do this boy."

"Boy, go to hell!" A big man in a tank top, a punch to Ye Cuo.

"Meizhizi, protect them and go first!" Ye CuO yelled.

"Want to go? There is no door Brother long said, "you guys, keep your guard at the door. You must leave this boy here today. Otherwise, our human trafficking will come to light and everyone will not live."

Those big men, quickly surrounded.

Ye CuO suddenly flew on his knee, and the whole Mermaid jumped up, with his knee on a big man's chest. The man flew out directly, bumped into two people, fell into a ball on the ground, knocked over a lot of beer bottles and fruit plates on the tea table, and made a mess in the house.

This is a move in Muay Thai. Muay Thai is good at using knees and elbows. Although the attack distance is shortened, the strength is increased several times. That person by leaf wrong a fly knee, install in the chest, in the mid air gush out a mouthful of blood, after landing faltered down.

"Kill him!" Brother long roared.

The metal baseball bat in Ye CuO's hand waved into a fan, and with a bang, he pulled out a man in front of him. But this man just fell down, and a dozen people behind him had gathered around.

Outside the box, dozens of thugs came from all directions, holding machetes, steel pipes and hatchets. The door of the box was tightly blocked, and there were voices in all directions. In front of Ye Cuo, more than a dozen big men were already crowded. Behind them, several people with weapons rushed in.

More than a dozen big men's fists are like mountains, almost overlapping in front of Ye CuO to form a barrier, and behind him, the weapons in the hands of the little gangsters are also fighting towards Ye CuO's back.

A little gangster with a steel pipe in his hand came over from behind. Ye CuO's head deviated from his busy schedule. This stick slipped past his scalp, and the wind lifted Ye CuO's hair.

Ye CuO didn't even turn around. He leaned back and reached out. He had already grasped the little gangster's chest. With a shake of his arm, he fell over his shoulder and threw him from behind to the front. He drew an arc in mid air and threw him at master Yan.

Young master Yan's face shows fierce light. He doesn't dodge. He kicks the little gangster on his stomach. The little gangster flies back and hits Ye Cuo. Ye CuO flashed and smashed the little gangster behind him. The little gangster who was kicked by master Yan turned his eyes and fainted.

Young master Yan is holding the wine cup in his hand, looking at Ye CuO with cold eyes.

It seems that more than a dozen of them have been trained professionally. They are very powerful in fighting. They cooperate very well with each other. Although the box is not very big, they do not hinder each other. If ordinary people were surrounded by them, plus a group of gangsters waving weapons and slashing, they would have stopped eating long ago.

But ye CuO made a fist with his left hand and a baseball bat with his right hand. With two bangs, one hit his chest and the other hit his head and fell to the ground.

But the rest of the big man, still like a wall, in front of Ye Cuo.

Ye CuO suddenly turned around and ran towards the wall. When he got to the wall, his legs glared. The whole person ran up on the wall, side by side, and ran over the heads of the people. He fell in front of young master Yan like a big bird, and chopped at him with a stick.

Young master Yan starts to sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his figure flashes. He has already avoided Ye CuO's fatal blow. As soon as he dodged, he kicked a glass on the table, which was full of red wine: "boy, good Kung Fu, please have a drink, dare you?"

Ye CuO sneered, took his glass and drank it. As soon as he drank it, young master Yan's body was like electricity. As soon as he flashed, he was in front of Ye Cuo. His fist was like an avalanche, straight to Ye CuO's throat.

Ye CuO holds the wine cup in his left hand, throws away the bat in his right hand, makes a fist and touches it with both fists. Ye CuO suddenly stepped back two steps, and the wine cup in his left hand crashed into a pile of fragments.

The young master Yan didn't move, but quickly turned his back to Ye Cuo, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand to quickly wipe the blood, turned his head and said to Ye CuO: "good boy, I don't want to beat you. I still have some strength."

Ye CuO hasn't answered yet. More than a dozen people behind him have rushed over with a roar.

Ye CuO suddenly bent down and raised the solid wood tea table, which was two meters long, fifty centimeters wide and weighed one or two hundred kilograms, with both hands. He suddenly waved a semicircular fan.

The tea table was full of wine bottles and other things, and it was like a shower of garbage. More than a dozen men held their heads and were photographed back by Ye cuoyi's tea table.

"Death Young master Yan suddenly from behind, the whole person soared up, fierce and unparalleled one foot, toward Ye CuO's chest kick.

Ye CuO couldn't make it. In his hand, he had a heavy coffee table of one or two hundred jin. He could only erect it, just like a shield in front of his chest. Young master Yan put his foot on the tea table and directly kicked a hole in the surface of the wooden tea table, still kicking towards Ye CuO's chest.

Ye CuO's right hand clenched his fist, and his internal power kept surging. With a bang, they both flew out.

"Brother, help me!" Michiko's voice suddenly came from the corner.

Ye CuO's heart was startled. He turned his head and saw that four figures, like ghosts, had surrounded Michiko. The four men were all empty handed, holding hands with Michiko. Their hands were soft and fierce. Michiko was trapped in the middle, unable to reach.

"Don't hurt her. She's mine. She's alive." Young master Yan said that the four men seemed to be young master Yan's followers. They surrounded Michiko and attacked her more frequently. They wanted to subdue her.

Although Michiko's nine turn Ming seal is extremely powerful, every time she is reincarnated, she will lose her memory and even forget her combat experience. She can't compare with these experienced practitioners of ancient martial arts.

"Big brother..." ah Li yelled over there. A dozen little gangsters had already held Nangong zhuyou down, and a man picked up ah Li.

"Take them away." Brother long roared.

Ye CuO's eyes are cold. I didn't expect that there are so many experts here today. It's a bit miscalculation to bring Nangong.

He rushed to ah Li's side. As soon as he moved, master Yan immediately caught up with him: "stay!"

Ye CuO and so on, he just came to the side, a wave of his right hand, a sword light, the whole box will be lit up like day.

Young master Yan only felt that his eyes were bright, and he said in his heart that it was not good, so he leaned back.

"Shua!" A piece of scalp with a large black hair, was cut off.

Master Yan put out his hand and wiped it. His head was in the center. He was bald and had no scalp. He was very concerned about his appearance. At this time, he touched his hand and his eyes burst out with a sense of killing: "kill him, no one can leave today!"