C75 Amoeba

Xiongba looked at the muscular man in front of him with a cold expression, "You want my life? "None at all!"

The muscular man looked at Xiongba with disdain. With one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, he waved at him, "If you don't kneel, I'll hit you until you kneel."

"Can I help you?" Seeing this, Poppy turned around to look at Zhang Yang with a faint smile.

"No need." Zhang Yang shook his head as he stared at the group of people in the distance.

He wanted to see what this man would do next. Begging for mercy or fighting? If he begged for mercy, then he would personally kill him! Zhang Yang's brother was not allowed to be a coward. If he had fought with Xiongba, how many times did that person hurt Xiongba? He would take revenge on his behalf tenfold!

Seeing this, Poppy turned to Xiongba with interest. Obviously, Xiongba's martial prowess and abilities could not be compared to the muscular man in front of him. Humans had a common denominator, and when faced with an expert stronger than them, they would feel fear. She also wanted to know what Xiongba was going to do next. According to Zhang Yang's personality, he wouldn't want a coward as his subordinate or brother.

In the distance, Xiongba coldly looked at the muscular man in front of him and said, "Don't be too proud. It's not certain who will win."

Is it a mule or a horse?" The muscular man looked at Xiongba provocatively and said, "I'll let you use one hand so that no one will say I'm bullying a child.

Humiliation! Xiongba's chest rose and fell very quickly. He was truly infuriated. He was the dignified head of a gang, yet he was called a child!

"Boss, this orc is too arrogant. Let me teach him a lesson." A trusted aide came to Xiongba's side and said.

Xiongba stretched out his hand to block his trusted aide. He stared at the muscular man and said, "This is my battlefield."

With just one sentence, he made it clear what Xiongba's intentions were. In his eyes, there was the look of a wild beast.

"Not bad." Seeing this, poppy smiled in satisfaction. "This man is courageous. Not bad."

The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth raised into a smile. For those who had been practicing martial arts since they were young, this distance was nothing. Although they couldn't hear him, they could tell what he was saying just by his actions.

"Haha …" The muscular man harrumphed, "You don't know how to appreciate favors."

With that, the muscular man rushed forward and punched Xiongba in the face. Xiongba groaned, covering his nose as he retreated two steps.

Blood flowed out of his nose on the spot. He casually wiped it twice, then clenched his hand into a fist and sent it flying towards the muscular man.

"Hmph, a little kid has the nerve to come out and make a fool of himself." The muscular man laughed mockingly as he changed his footstep and sidestepped Xiongba's attack.

At the moment when Xiongba was right in front of him, he lifted his knee and hit Xiongba in the stomach.

Xiongba's face turned malevolent because of the pain. He coughed and spat out a large mouthful of acid.

"Boss, are you alright?" His trusted aide quickly stepped forward to support him. Even those who were not experienced would be able to tell that Xiongba was no match for the muscular man.

Xiongba shrugged off the hand his trusted aide reached over and ruthlessly wiped his mouth, "Get out of the way, this is my battlefield!"

His trusted aide looked worriedly at Xiongba, before withdrawing after a few seconds.

"Again!" Xiongba pressed his hands on his knees and forced himself up.

"Humph!" "He did take it quite well." The muscular man seemed to be getting impatient. He clenched his fists and cracked them.

"Ha!" Xiongba roared and rushed forward with two steps. He jumped up high in front of the muscular man and kicked at his chest.

However, before they could even touch the muscular man's body, he grabbed Xiongba's feet with both hands and threw him ruthlessly into the air after spinning two rounds in the air with the force of Xiongba's charge.

Xiongba's trusted aides who followed him were so shocked that their eyes were wide open. They had only seen this kind of skill on television before.

"Still not making a move?" In front of the muscular man, there was no possibility of being a match for him. If this went on, Xiongba would only continue to be abused.

Zhang Yang pursed his lips and did not say anything, but stared at Xiongba.

Xiongba was thrown three to four meters away and smashed into the cold concrete ground.

He tasted something sweet and fishy in his mouth, the taste of blood. He clenched his teeth and swallowed the blood in his mouth while his trusted aide chased after Xiongba. However, no one dared to step forward to support him. If they went forward to help, it would be a direct slap to the face.

Xiongba lay motionless on the ground, gasping for air. After a long while, he turned over and stood up with his hands on the ground.

"What is it? Getting up is already so arduous, do you want to admit defeat? " The muscular man stood on the spot and raised his chin, looking at Xiongba with disdain like a rooster who had just won a battle. "It's still not too late to admit defeat. As long as you can get under my crotch, how about I let you go?"

"Haha …" Hearing this, Zheng Jie, who was standing behind the bodyguards, laughed out loud. "Xiongba, what's so good about following Zhang Yang? Hm? "Why don't you follow me, I'll bring you out to eat and drink!"

"Bah!" Xiongba looked at Zheng Jie and spat on the ground, "You? You think you're worthy to be compared with Brother Yang? "

"You!" Being suppressed by Xiongba like that, Zheng Jie's face turned pale. A young master of an aristocratic family was looked down upon by a third-rate hoodlum of the underworld. This was smacking his face even more!

"Hit him hard!" Kill me and I'll carry it! " Zheng Jie angrily said to the muscular man.

The muscular man nodded, "Yes, young master."

With Zheng Jie's words, the muscular man stopped playing with Xiongba. He walked in front of Xiongba with large steps and kicked him to the ground.

The muscular man stepped on Xiongba's head and maliciously said, "Aren't you very Diao?"

"Get up, get up! Do you want to lie on the ground and eat? " The muscular man said in a devilish tone, completely disregarding the clenched fists of Xiongba's trusted aides.

Being stepped on like this, Xiongba's expression was extremely ugly. Since his debut in the world of martial arts, he had never been played this way by anyone before!

He rolled his legs up and reached for the knife tied to his trouser leg and quickly slashed at the muscular man's ankle.

The muscular man immediately let go of Xiongba and retreated a few steps. "You're actually playing dirty!"

"Haha …" Xiongba propped himself up and sneered, "What's wrong with playing dirty with a person like you?"

"Good, very good." The muscular man was so angry that he laughed instead. Originally, Xiongba and him weren't on the same level, but now, he was forced to take a few steps back. To the muscular man, this was an insult!

"What are you doing? Have you played house before?! " Zheng Jie's disgruntled voice sounded from behind him.

Previously, when he did not say anything, it was the muscular man who kept beating Xiongba. After he said it, the muscular man was actually forced back a few steps by Xiongba! This was simply not giving him face!

"No, young master!" The muscular man hurriedly explained when he heard Zheng Jie's discontent.

In the Zheng Family, their work was the easiest and their pay was also the highest. Furthermore, every time he came, he would also receive an extra expense. He did not want to lose out on this kind of treatment.

So even if he was impatient, the muscular man didn't want to lose the job.

"What are you waiting for?" Waiting to go home and have a baby! " Zheng Jie shouted in exasperation.

"It's the Young Master." The muscular man's expression darkened again. He stared angrily at Xiongba, slowly enunciating each word, "Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

With that, the muscular man stomped towards Xiongba.

Xiongba held his dagger in reverse and sneered at the muscular man. He knew that he could not defeat the muscular man no matter what, so he carried with him the mentality of a fish in a net.

The muscular man glanced at the dagger in Xiongba's hand. This thing might be dangerous to others. However, to him, it was nothing more than a toy, a toy that a child would play with.

"You think you can beat me with this?" The muscular man looked at Xiongba and said.

Xiongba didn't seem to hear her, he just stared at the muscular man. It was just like how a wild beast would not loosen its bite as long as it was bitten by a piece of meat.

For the first time ever, the muscular man felt a little scared. As he stepped forward, he also retreated half a step back. However, it was just half a step, but it was enough to cause Xiongba to laugh.

"What is it? Scared? " Xiongba staggered forward a step, holding the dagger tightly in his hand.

"Hmph, funny." The muscular man snorted coldly. "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"Then what are you retreating for?" Xiongba smirked.

Not bad, he knew how to use psychological tactics. In the distance, Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with admiration. He looked at Xiongba and thought that if he could train this man, he might become his most advantageous weapon in the future.

Poppy stood next to Zhang Yang and looked at Xiongba, who had stood up again and again after being beaten down by Zhang Yang. His originally clean and tidy clothes became tattered, his hair was a mess, and a trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth.

If one looked closely, they would notice that Xiongba's footsteps were beginning to float. Not bad, you have guts! Poppy pursed her lips in satisfaction. Sure enough, the tough guy looked more comfortable.

"Why aren't you attacking?" Poppy turned her head to look at Zhang Yang. Even if she were to hit a dog, she would have to see her owner.

"No rush." Zhang Yang gave a faint smile. Although he looked calm, the bulging veins on his tightly clenched fist exposed his mood.

The poppy shrugged and continued to watch the battle.

When Xiongba was once again knocked to the ground, Zhang Yang's body instantly disappeared from where he stood. With a helpless smile, Poppy shook its head and followed Zhang Yang as he rushed over.

Just as the muscular man raised his fist again, his pupils suddenly constricted as he explosively retreated three steps.

However, it was useless. The moment he stood firm, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, followed by his body being kicked towards the broken kite.

Instant kill! After exiting the poppy, everyone was shocked to see this scene.

Xiongba's strength was considered good among them, but he was still killed by Zhang Yang in an instant.

And seeing this scene, Xiongba only had one thought in his mind. Back then, when he was fighting with Zhang Yang, he had purposely done it so that Zhang Xuan could win!

However, this was still reasonable, as this pair of tyrants had quite a high evaluation of him. But Zhang Yang believed in his brother, so he didn't kill Xiongba that hard. However, the muscular man in front of him had nothing to do with Zhang Yang.