One person fell, and another swung a steel bar towards Yang Chen.
Yang Chen did not dodge, he snorted coldly, planted his feet firmly, and with explosive force from his inch strength, kicked out.
Crack!
A crisp sound of bones cracking rang out.
The man widened his eyes, full of disbelief.
On his chest, there was a footprint two fingers deep.
Blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he fell directly to the ground.
If a martial arts expert saw this, they would surely exclaim: internal damage from inch force, not external. Yang Chen had perfected the use of this technique!
Another person rushed up, and Yang Chen punched and kicked with astonishing power, sending people flying in all directions, all knocked away by him.
Normally, when soone provoked Yang Chen, he would hold back when he struck. With his current strength, if he acted, they would be dood; no one could withstand a furious blow from Yang Chen!
Because usually, Yang Chen had to consider certain things, after all, this was in Fla Country. But now, in this bar, which wasn’t a clean place to begin with, and with Wei Xueqing almost getting bullied, how could he stay calm?
When he first returned, penniless, he went to Wei Qingzhong to seek help for his sister’s treatnt.
For soone eting him for the first ti, unfamiliar and unknown to each other, Wei Qingzhong chose to trust Yang Chen, and directly advanced the money to him. This was not just trust, but kindness!
It was since then that Wei Qingzhong entrusted Wei Xueqing to Yang Chen.
Now that Wei Qingzhong had just passed away, with Wei Xueqing almost in trouble, how could it not make Yang Chen angry?
If anything truly happened to Wei Xueqing today, how could Yang Chen face Wei Qingzhong’s spirit in heaven?
This ti, Yang Chen struck without holding back. Over twenty people were all knocked to the ground, with no one able to breathe.
The fat man was dumbfounded, looking at Yang Chen in disbelief.
He clearly saw the dents that Yang Chen’s punches and kicks made on people’s bodies!
How much strength does this require?
At that mont, Yang Chen suddenly turned around.
In that instant, the fat man seed to see the Death God from hell, screaming in terror, "Ahh! Don’t co over! Ahh! Don’t co over!"
The fat man frantically kicked his legs but couldn’t stand up, his crotch growing wet, emitting a foul stench.
Yang Chen frowned, with a look of disgust flashing in his eyes.
"Get lost!" Yang Chen shouted coldly.
The fat man shivered all over, hurriedly crawled up, and ran out.
Watching the fat man’s figure, Yang Chen snorted coldly, glanced at a beer bottle on the ground, and kicked it away.
The beer bottle flew towards the fat man, perfectly lodging between his legs.
"Ow!" the fat man scread, falling to the ground with a thud, clutching his groin and wailing.
"Want to leave? Not without leaving sothing behind!" Yang Chen snorted.
For people like this, the greatest punishnt isn’t killing them, but castrating them!
Yang Chen turned around and looked at the intoxicated Wei Xueqing.
"Huh? Where’s the alcohol? Where did it go? Yang Chen! Get the alcohol! I want to drink!" Wei Xueqing shouted, waving her arms.
Yang Chen frowned, picked up a bag from the ground, pulled Wei Xueqing over, and slung her over his shoulder.
"Ah!" Wei Xueqing was startled, struggling and hitting Yang Chen, shouting, "Put down! I want to get down!"
Yang Chen ignored her and just carried her forward.
At that mont, a group of people rushed in through the door.
Judging by the look of the group, Yang Chen knew they must be the hired thugs.
Imdiately, Yang Chen put Wei Xueqing down, placed her on a chair, and stared at the newcors.
"Attack! Kill him!" the fat man shouted, clutching his groin.
These were the people called by the fat man.
Upon hearing this, those people saw the wound on Yang Chen’s shoulder and imdiately rushed up.
"Courting death!" Yang Chen snorted coldly, a fierce killing intent surging out of him.
In an instant, the few people standing in front got so scared their legs turned to jelly, and one even collapsed directly to the ground.
A mad killing intent flickered in Yang Chen’s eagle eyes, like a Death God’s gaze from hell.
"The road to heaven is wide open, but you don’t take it; hell has no doors, yet you charge in!"
As he spoke, Yang Chen’s figure almost beca lightning, shooting into the crowd.
Once he finished speaking, Yang Chen stood calmly in the middle of the crowd.
Every single one of the dozen or so people widened their eyes, showing expressions of disbelief.
Clang!
A steel pipe dropped to the ground, making a clear sound.
Soon, the people around started to sway.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud...
The whole group fell to the ground.
If soone observed them, they would find a dark purple mark on each person’s neck.
Just a mont ago, Yang Chen rushed into the crowd, his hand forming a blade, chopping at these people’s neck arteries.
This ti, even if they aren’t dead, they would probably have severe aftereffects.
The fat man, seeing this bizarre scene, didn’t care about his pain, crawling away with both hands and feet while screaming.
Yang Chen looked at Wei Xueqing, frowned, pondered for a mont, and led her towards the second floor.
Leaving troubles untended, they multiply when the wind blows.
Yang Chen didn’t want to leave any trouble for Wei Xueqing.
Wei Xueqing watched dumbfounded as Yang Chen held her hand, feeling warmth from it.
Whether the blush on Wei Xueqing’s cheeks was due to drunkenness or shyness, her hazy eyes were filled with autumn waters...
Second floor.
The general manager’s office.
A small office was surrounded by a group of people.
"What do we do! He’s coming up!" Inside was a CCTV monitor, clearly showing Yang Chen walking up towards them.
The general manager was shivering all over with fear, and the burly security guards around couldn’t give him a sense of security.
"Right!" the general manager hurriedly shouted, "Go call Brother Long! Didn’t Brother Long have too much to drink this afternoon and is sleeping on the third floor?"
"Yes, yes!" one person quickly replied.
"Quick, go call him over!" the general manager shouted, "Even if he’s not enough, he’ll definitely notify his brother-in-law, then everything will be resolved!"
They had all witnessed Yang Chen’s skills just now, and none of them felt confident about standing up to him.
But Brother Long’s brother-in-law was a different story!
The person quickly ran out to notify Brother Long.
By this point, Yang Chen had already reached the second floor.
Seeing that person run towards the third floor, Yang Chen didn’t pay any attention.
Yang Chen led Wei Xueqing to the door and stopped.
Yang Chen pressed Wei Xueqing against the wall, standing against it, "Stay here! Don’t move!"
By now, Wei Xueqing’s mind was no longer clear. She nodded naively, standing still, and her large, bright eyes were fixed on Yang Chen.
Yang Chen stood at the door and kicked it open with a strong kick.
Imdiately, Yang Chen charged in.
Inside, there was a series of screams and cries, utterly miserable.
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