With a thud, Fang Yi directly grabbed a thug by the collar and threw him out, crashing into two of his companions who were knocked down along with him.
Then, over a dozen thugs charged at him from all directions.
Boss Zou’s voice ca from outside: "This one’s a practitioner, all of you get in there, don’t let his hands and feet get free! Whoever takes him down, I’ll treat him to drinks and won tonight!"
These words were like a drug injected into the thugs’ bodies, making them even more excited and eager.
But Fang Yi wasn’t just a target, standing there to be surrounded.
Of course, Fang Yi would move.
Moreover, Fang Yi was heading straight forward.
As the first person approached, Fang Yi used his shoulder to slam into him, leveraging the power by using the Eight Extres Fist’s "Mountain Leaning".
"Mountain Leaning" is like Tai Chi, using four ounces to move a thousand pounds, but unlike Tai Chi, it is more about using force against force. Fang Yi had to modify it sowhat, as he couldn’t use True Qi and Inner Strength, thus he had to rely on external force.
However, that was more than enough.
His shoulder hit the first person approaching Fan Shiqi directly, sending him flying back and crashing into the thugs behind him.
Fang Yi didn’t stop for a second, taking a step forward and then slamming into another.
In terms of speed and explosive power, how could these thugs possibly be his match?
It didn’t matter how many there were, numbers without quality are ultimately useless.
And so it went, back and forth!
In less than a minute, Fang Yi forcefully broke open an opening, knocking down at least four or five of them, reducing the thugs by a third in total.
In other words, there were two-thirds remaining.
At this point, Fang Yi reached outside, freeing up his limbs and giving him enough space to work.
Therefore, Fang Yi once more grinned and even had the leisure to glance at Boss Zou.
Boss Zou was ruthless, heartless; he hadn’t been afraid of anyone for the past decades, with a fearless disposition, but at this mont, an inexplicable sense of foreboding arose in his heart.
All because that man looked at him for just a mont.
No,
how could he, Boss Zou, be scared?!
Boss Zou imdiately banished that thought from his mind and shouted: "Did you all not eat enough? Get in there, I’ll be responsible if anyone dies!"
With two-thirds of them remaining, about a dozen, but just as Boss Zou’s words fell, a miserable cry of "Ah" could be heard as a thug was thrown out by Fang Yi.
Then the second, the third, the fourth...
Zhu Yan’s mouth twitched, by now he was completely stunned.
He thought this guy was already very impressive, but he didn’t expect him to be so powerful, over ten thugs crumbling in front of him like this, and getting thrown one by one out of the small restaurant onto the street outside.
Just like casually tossing out pieces of garbage.
In the end, Zhu Yan could only describe his feeling with two words.
Formidable!
Truly damn formidable!
Across from him.
Pei Xiaoman’s cherry lips were parted, speechless, "Dad, am I... am I seeing things wrong? How do I see that guy throwing people out?"
Pei Mingyuan was also astonished, "You didn’t see wrong."
At that mont, Pei Xiaoman felt her worldview being overturned.
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