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Volume 9 Epic Mission 1995.6.- Chapter 301 Mission Ended (5)

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    "Boy, you're looking for death! Don't even think about walking out alive today!" The card table in front of the thin white man was knocked over, and the skirt of the woman in his arms was instantly torn.  There was nothing worn inside, and the black forest was exposed to everyone's eyes. Looking from a distance, Ye Bihuang shook his head slightly - many people must have slept in it, it was too dark, it was disgusting, this woman was indeed  It looks gorgeous on the outside, but extremely filthy on the inside.

    Following Zhou Yanhui¡¯s order, the remaining five people also jumped out, all with fierce expressions on their faces.

    The three particularly obese two people on the left are obviously similar to sumo wrestlers, and their strength should not be underestimated.  As for the person with slightly darker skin, the palms of his hands are all covered with calluses. If his guess is correct, he should have stronger hand skills.

    ¡°The thin man on the table on the right is skinny and skinny, and Ye Bihuang doesn¡¯t think there¡¯s anything great about him no matter how hard he thinks about it.

    "Guangyao, are you scared?"

    Lee Kuan Yew chuckled, wiped his nose and said, "To be honest, I'm afraid of what will happen next. Those on the scene now are just little kisses."

    The trio of sumo wrestlers faced him empty-handed, and slapped Ye Bihuang with open palms. Ye Bihuang stepped back and miraculously dodged past.  He bent slightly, stretched out his right arm, grabbed the palm of the fat man on the far right, pulled it, and faced him face to face, with his other hand clenched into a fist.

    "Peng!" With a muffled sound, Ye Bihuang hit him directly in the belly, and at this moment, two big slaps appeared on the shoulders and waist, belonging to the other two fat men.

    Ye Bihuang gave full play to the characteristics of guerrilla warfare and slid along the side of the fat man in front of him who was hit in the stomach. He turned to the other side like a top, stretched out his fist and punched the other fat man in the face, making a muffled sound.  Afterwards, five or six teeth flew in the air, and a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air.

    Dealing with these people, Ye Bihuang didn't hold back at all. Apart from being careful not to kill anyone, he almost always tried his best. Since he gave his best, the other party would naturally have to pay a price for it.

    Those teeth are the best proof.

    Sandwiched between the two of them, Ye Bihuang had a perfect barrier. The third fat man's attack space was greatly restricted. Coupled with his slippery hands, he couldn't hit Ye Bihuang at all.

    Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Bihuang punched and kicked the two fat men beside him, punching to the flesh and using all his strength.

    The two fat men were beaten to a pulp by Ye Bihuang.

    Ye Bihuang smiled slightly, and when the third fat man was furious, he suddenly jumped out from the middle, directly raised his right leg, and hit the opponent's chin with lightning speed.

    The fat man flew five meters backwards, then landed on the ground and slid for three meters. This was an extremely visually impactful scene that stunned everyone who watched the scene.

    Lee Kuan Yew was fighting a tough battle over there. The darker-skinned man was extremely skilled in martial arts. Lee Kuan Yew didn't dare to test his skills at all. If any part of his body was hit, he would immediately feel burning pain. He could even feel it temporarily.

    The other thin man was a slippery guy. Lee Kuan Yew tried to kill him several times, but he always hid behind the black man when he was about to hit him.

    "Ha!" Ye Bihuang jumped up and was floating in the air, using his legs to treat the black man like a chain of legs.

    The black man¡¯s kung fu was good, and he was able to catch Ye Bihuang¡¯s legs with just his hands.

    In the blink of an eye, all four legs kicked out. When he was about to land, Ye Bihuang put one hand on the ground and kicked the thin man down.

    Lee Kuan Yew saw this opportunity and hit the thin man with an elbow that fell to the ground. The thin man glared, kicked his limbs, and never moved again.

    "Fuck, Brother Huang, I won't beat him to death."

    "Not dead." Ye Bihuang said with a smile. At this moment, he was still dodging the black man's attack.

    "Stop!" Zhou Yanhui shouted while holding his breath.

    The black man jumped back, stared at Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew, and retreated behind Zhou Yanhui.

    Ye Bihuang smiled calmly: "Who is Zhou Yanhui? Can you tell us two now? Also, why are you here with us?"

    The skinny white man's face turned purple with anger. It was obvious that he was the boss here, but the boy in front of him actually ignored him and asked who Zhou Yanhui was.

    "I am Zhou Yanhui." As expected of the boss of the party, even in this situation, he can still calm down the anger in his heart and become pleasant. Ye Bihuang nodded secretly in his heart, feeling that he did have a certain level of authority.

    "I wonder what Boss Zhou has to do with us brothers?"

    Zhou Yanhui narrowed his eyes and grinned: "I heard that you beat my subordinate Ji Tou San?"

    Lee Kuan YewI wanted to interrupt, but when I thought of Zhou Yanhui's name, I felt a little scared. He came here to die heroically, but shitting on a tiger's head is not what a wise man does.

    Lee Kuan Yew thinks so, but Ye Bihuang doesn't think so. Since he has only been back to Puhai for a short time, he doesn't understand what a monster the boss of the underworld here is.  The second is that his original bandit habits do not allow him to surrender to anyone.  For the third time since he returned to Puhai, he has always taught others a lesson, and no one has ever taught him a lesson.

    Ye Bihuang laughed and said: "Yeah, those three chicken heads are a bit too much. You owe me two million and you won't pay me back. Of course I have to come to collect the money. Unfortunately, the guy who came to me still doesn't want to pay back the money, so I have to teach him a lesson."  He's done."

    "He is my little brother, do you know what it means to hit him?" Seeing Ye Bihuang being so ignorant, Zhou Yanhui was so angry that he couldn't help but say harsh words.  But now the situation is not good for him. If he wants to reverse the situation, he must find a way to call someone.

    Ye Bihuang touched his nose and said: "It means you should be beaten too. It is your responsibility if your subordinates do not discipline you well."

    Zhou Yanhui wanted to call someone, but Ye Bihuang didn't give him a chance to call someone. He jumped up like a fleeting image, ignoring Zhou Yanhui and the black man's fists, and punched out with both fists.

    The three of them hit each other, and Ye Bihuang was beaten and took two steps back. Zhou Yanhui and the black man were sitting on the ground, sliding back two meters, covering their chests, their faces turning purple, and they couldn't breathe.

    Ye Bihuang bent over, slowly put one hand into his pocket, and put one hand around the extremely beautiful beauty who was originally in Zhou Yanhui's arms.

    "Hi, beauty!" Ye Bihuang, who was smiling, put his hand around her into the beauty's top, and suddenly there was a wave on the beauty's top.

    The beauty is afraid of Ye Bihuang and Zhou Yanhui.  Originally, he was Zhou Yanhui's forbidden love. Although he never cared about his own feelings and never gave himself dignity, he gave himself a generous material life.

    Zhou Yanhui once said that no other man is allowed to touch any part of his body. If any part is touched, the flesh of that part will be cut off.

    There is the other party¡¯s, and there is also one¡¯s own.

    So she has been living cautiously for the past two years.

    But now, a big hand was ravaging his chest, and Zhou Yanhui was right in front of him.  The beauty felt that her world was dark.

    At this moment, she actually had an idea, hoping that Zhou Yanhui would die quickly so that she would not be tortured by him.

    "Ahem -" Zhou Yanhui spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Ye Bihuang with resentful eyes, "Boy, you don't even think about walking out of here alive tonight." At this juncture, Zhou Yanhui still wanted to show off his power, which was really too arrogant.

    Ye Bihuang's eyes suddenly turned red and he stared at Zhou Yanhui.

    (I don¡¯t know why, but I suddenly felt a murderous intention. I really wanted to get rid of Zhou Yanhui. I really wanted to, really wanted to)

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