Chapter 867

Haocheng slowly got up from the table, and the blood in his nostrils began to flow down. He stood up dizzily and looked at ye Ziheng. His eyes were full of anger.

"Kill him for me!"

Hao Cheng roared, and the one hundred or so hoodlums behind him suddenly returned to their senses and took up their steel pipe machetes and beat them at ye Ziheng.

However, ye Ziheng was not afraid at all, and directly kicked in the body of the little gangster closest to him.

The little gangster was kicked out directly. His body was pressed on the following gangsters, just like the dominoes, which overwhelmed more than a dozen people.

Seeing this scene, those little hoodlums were shocked. They couldn't help but take a breath of cool air and step back.

Ye Ziheng is obviously much more powerful than they think. Just one kick, he kicked over a dozen people directly. He must be a trainer.

But in fact, ye Ziheng didn't exert much force on that foot. He didn't even exert one percent of his strength. For him, he just lifted his foot and put it on the floor.

After all, ye Ziheng's accomplishments, not to mention his full strength, may be one tenth of his strength, and he can directly kick the grown-up strong man into clay.

"I don't want to be offended, and I don't want to be offended, so I'll give you a chance, get out."

Ye Ziheng stood still. Even in the face of enemies hundreds of times more than him, he did not panic. All the people on the scene could not help but have a sense of awe.

But after seeing this scene, Haocheng is furious directly, pointing to ye Ziheng and roaring.

"What are you doing! He's only one person in the fierce. So many of you have weapons in your hands. Are you still afraid of him? "

Seeing Haocheng say so, those little gangsters dare not resist. After all, the background behind Haocheng is still very big. They don't have the strength to fight others.

So a few small gangsters look at each other, bite their teeth, and kill ye Ziheng again.

Ye Ziheng saw this and shook his head helplessly, so he had to raise his hand and start to deal with the little gangsters who rushed over.

These little gangsters have little combat experience. They are not ye Ziheng's opponents at all. Ye Ziheng starts several moves and easily knocks off several gangsters.

But ye Ziheng's face, however, shows a vapid look.

In fact, he likes fighting sometimes. Of course, this doesn't mean that he is a war maniac. Just fighting can improve the strength of the fighters. So ye Ziheng is not very resistant to fighting.

However, it also has to be a kind of battle with the same level of strength and equal strength, so ye Ziheng will feel that it is to improve his own strength.

But in the face of these ordinary people who have little strength, ye Ziheng really can't raise any interest. If he makes a little effort, he will hurt them or even kill them. He needs to control the power of every shot.

For ye Ziheng, now he is just like an old man playing Taiji in the garden of the community. Every movement is slow and soft. It seems that he has no strength to fight out. But the little gangsters who get the move are one after another, who are beaten by Ye Ziheng and fly out. They scream in pain. They are stunned.