"Chop him for me!" Boss Zhao, who was in severe pain, reacted first and wanted to chop Ye Xingchen into pieces, but unfortunately his palms did not dare to move at all. Every time he moved, it would be the pain of the crack of his heart.

When the others heard Boss Zhao's voice, they also recovered from their shock. They didn't care that this was their own bar, so they picked up the beer bottle beside them and smashed it at Ye Xingchen.

At this time, when other customers in the bar saw a large-scale battle incident, they dared not say anything more. They quickly checked out and ran out. Most of them were students, but they didn't want to affect the fish pond.

Seeing these people pounced towards him, Ye Xingchen kept a cold smile on his lips, his head turned, avoided a guy's punch, and then raised his right elbow and slammed the man hard on the chin. This gathered his full force to turn the man backwards. The sound of dislocating came from his chin. He screamed and didn't know what he was saying.

A man holding a beer bottle had already arrived behind Ye Xingchen's back, and the beer bottle in his hand hit the back of Ye Xingchen's head. Unexpectedly, Ye Xingchen suddenly moved his steps and avoided the blow. He even cut it out with a knife, slashing hard on the man's arm holding the wine bottle. The man felt as if he had been hit by an iron rod. The wine bottle in his hand was still held firmly, and flew out directly, but it happened to hit Boss Zhao's head, and a piece of blood suddenly smashed on his forehead.

"** Mao Lao Er, what the hell are you hitting me?" Boss Zhao felt angry and started cursing.

"I..." The man named Mao Lao Er was about to explain, but Ye Xingchen had already punched and hit the bones on his nose. He suddenly heard the sound of a broken bone. He flew backwards and hit two men, sitting on the ground.

Then Ye Xingchen suddenly turned around and kicked, sweeping away the two of them again. Finally, there was another knife in his hand. While the two of them flew out, they inserted it into Boss Zhao's palm again, which was caused by Boss Zhao's screams.

All this was born between the sparks of calcium carbide. More than a dozen men were hit by Ye Xingchen's fist, one of them was injured by Ye Xingchen's right elbow, and two were kicked. Two others were hit in order to catch the flying companion. In the end, the remaining few people were so scared that they stayed in place when they saw Ye Xingchen so terrifying that they never dared to go forward to fight again.

At this time, the people in the bar and the bar lady had run away without a trace, leaving only these men and companions who were lying on the ground, as well as Boss Zhao who dared not move.

"Haha, that's it? Why don't you guys go? Keep coming?" Seeing the few people stopping, Ye Xingchen smiled jokingly, but his eyes looked at Boss Zhao.

"You... you'd better let me go, otherwise you'll feel better!" Boss Zhao was also a little capable, and he didn't give in even in this situation.

"Haha, why do you make me feel good?" Ye Xingchen chuckled again, but saw his arm swaying, and then a scream from his mouth. The others instinctively looked at Boss Zhao's palm, and there was another flying knife on it.

"Brother...Brother, I beg you, please let me go?" Boss Zhao was almost fainted from pain. He had just looked fierce and looked pitiful. He knew that Ye Xingchen was a tough guy, but he couldn't be scared.

"Let you go? What about this money?" Ye Xingchen was amused...

"This is your money, brother, how dare you get more?" Old Zhao showed a look of fear on his face.

"Zhao Yan, what's wrong with you here today? Why aren't there anyone?" Ye Xingchen was about to speak when a duck-like voice suddenly came from the door of the bar. Then he saw a bald head wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and a big golden chain walking in. Behind him, several colorful men were followed.

"Brother, help..." At this time, Zhao Yan, who had already given in his favor, suddenly shouted. The shouting was so sad, so desolate, so hurtful, just as if his whole family was dead. Ye Xingchen felt a trembling heart. This guy looked like a man, why was his personality so cowardly?

"You...you...what is wrong with you? You ***, you'd better let go of my little brother, or you'll save your life today!" The bald name was Zhu Wu. Seeing the few people lying on the ground, Zhao Yan with three small knives in his hands, and Ye Xingchen with a calm look on his face, his heart tightened. He knew that it was not easy to subdue so many people.

"Just you?" Ye Xingchen sneered, but threw another knife out and stabbed Zhao Yan in his hand. Poor Zhao Yan, his wide palms had become a target.

"Boy, don't think you don't know the world is high and the earth is strong if you can fight alone. So what if you can fight alone? I tell you, my elder brother is Zhang Lan, but a member of Xingyao Society is coming soon. You know Xingyao Society? That is the largest gang in Jinghai City. Even if you can fight, you will still die?" Zhu Wu said arrogantly, but he was secretly talking about Ye Xingchen's bloody methods. Fortunately, he was not the one who caught him, otherwise he would not know what the pain would be like? Didn't you see Zhao Yan's pale face?

As if to prove his words, at this time, the sound of a car motor sounded outside the bar. Zhu Wu turned around and saw an extended Rolls-Royce parked at the door of the bar. His elder brother Zhang Lan actually walked down from the passenger seat and opened the car door respectfully. He faintly heard a sound from inside: "Xiaoyi, go and see if your elder brother is here. When he comes, let him come up directly, saying that he has something to do and wants to drink and wait for the next time..."

Then I saw a teenager who looked just over teenager wearing a black outfit and slowly walked out of the car.
Chapter completed!