Yang Yi's fist strength is still not good. If it were Zhang Yong, one punch would definitely bring down the black man.

But Yang Yi could only beat the tall and strong black man in front of him to take two steps back, because it was painful, not because it was beaten back by Yang Yi.

"ah."

With a strange scream, a black man kicked Yang Yi. Yang Yi tried to grab the black man's feet, but his hand was empty.

He practiced for a long time, but it was not that easy to fight in actual combat. Yang Yi failed to do so, but fortunately it did not affect anything. He retreated his body back, avoided the kicked leg, and then followed it forward and kicked the black man in the calf.

"Beat! Kill him!"

The beaten black man roared angrily, and then a thin black man next to him immediately pulled out a knife from his waist.

Yang Yi flashed to the side and punched the black man who drew his sword in the chest, and then the thin black man flew out without saying a word.

Yang Yi felt so disappointed. This is different from practicing skills and practical combat.

In terms of body, Yang Yi looks much smaller than the black man surrounding him, but Yang Yi is the one who has the absolute advantage after fighting.

It was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Yang Yi beat more than a dozen black men alone, and he was crying and howling, but he couldn't touch Yang Yi at all.

Soon, more than a dozen black people fell to the ground, but this time Yang Yi did not take any ruthless measures. He neither removed the joints nor cracked the person. At most, he would have a bruised nose and a swollen face for several days.

In fact, Yang Yi really wanted to practice the grappling skills in Mianzhang Fist, but unloading people's joints is a technical job. First of all, you must be very familiar with the joints. If a real master uses clever spirit, he will use clever spirit. However, Yang Yi has not practiced at all. He can only rely on brute force to remove people's joints. If doing this, it is not much different from directly experiencing a fracture to others.

Yang Yi felt refreshed after beating the man, but at this moment, he found that Rodriguez had just run over, then picked up a knife dropped by the black men from the ground, and squatted down and stabbed the leading black man.

"stop!"

He shouted, and Yang Yi stared at Rodriguez and said in surprise: "What are you doing?"

"Punch him!"

Rodriguez's answer was justified and seemed a little puzzled.

Yang Yicai was puzzled, and he said helplessly: "Why do you want to stab him? He was knocked down!"

"Uh, don't you poke it? Well, I thought I'd give them a deep lesson."

Yang Yi waved his hand and said angrily: "Forget it after the fight, do you want to be locked up?"

Rodriguez said inexplicably: "If you want to keep it off, of course I will go there. How can the boss bear the charge? Then why do you have to do with me?"

Yang Yi suddenly felt happy. He thought Rodriguez was a good kid. He was very aware of being a younger brother, but he just looked a little stunned, but it didn't seem to matter if he was a little stunned.

Rodriguez quickly hid the knife he picked up in his arms, and Scollin also picked up one. The black men only had two knives, and now they all fell into their hands.

"Okay, they've come to this point. Have you found your enemy?"

"I found it, right there! Boss, why can't the prison guard come?"

Yang Yi looked at the prison guard who turned his head and then kicked a black man lying on the ground and said, "Hey, why are you lying on the ground?"

The black man said weakly: "We are having fun, we are contacting wrestling, yes, we are practicing wrestling..."

At this time, a prison guard came over, but said far away: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"We are practicing wrestling, sir, regardless of other people's affairs."

"Hurry up, bastard."

The black men were humming and crawling up one by one until they all stood up. When they saw that the black men could indeed stand up, the prison guard immediately turned his head and left, as if nothing had happened here.

"You are smart, let's go."

After calling me, Yang Yi was very arrogant and walked towards the people of the Hell Angel.

A total of ten were all white, talking loudly and laughing loudly, as if carved from a mold, all with beards, and they were tall and big, and they looked a little fat middle-aged.

It doesn't seem to be fat, but you don't have to be beaten. You should know that many people with huge and round waists are powerful and strong, with stronger strength, and with thick fat layer, they are more resistant to beats.

So just looking at the size of the body, Yang Yi is absolutely not good, but the key is that he depends on his skills. No matter how strong he is, he will not be fine if he can't beat him.

You must never be surrounded by others and cannot get out. You can either fight quickly and knock everyone down, or you can even go and fight, and use flexible steps to knock people down one by one.

Don't say nonsense, it's meaningless, just start calling.

Yang Yi walked directly to the people of the Hell Angels. A man with two long beards nodded at him, and then a group of people turned around and stared at him.

Yang Yi walked to the front of the group of people, then a strong man hugged his arms, looked up and down at Yang Yi, and said with contempt, "What's wrong with you? Little monkey."

Yang Yi looked stern and said, "Dare you scold me, beat me!"

Yang Yi kicked it out with one kick. This time he was just a good match, no, he was a good match.

He kicked the strong man's stomach with a high kick, causing the strong man to bend down in pain, but the strong man did not fall down, and just shouted in pain: "Kill him!"

Since he pulled apart his tendons, Yang Yi's high kicking is very easy now, so he likes to use the high kicking method, which looks good.

Yang Yi went forward again and kicked a strong man's face with a high kick.

Yang Yi took action to catch others off guard. Now there are still several people holding their arms around them and haven't put them down.

This time, one of them finally kicked down, but the rest of them took out their knives in one go.

The eight standing people showed off eight knives and quickly dispersed to surround Yang Yi.

Seeing so many knives, Yang Yi was really a little weak, so he immediately turned around and ran away.

If you don’t run away and die, you will be surrounded by others and you will stab me with one knife. If you don’t avoid one knife, you will be done.

At this moment, Rodriguez, who was ordered by Yang Yi to stand behind to watch the fun, pulled out his knife and rushed up with a strange cry.

Yang Yi was shocked. He was sure now that Rodriguez was not pretending, he was really stunned!
Chapter completed!