"No wonder people hate ghosts, and the latrines are only a few steps away, so they have to be dragged out into the street..."

Glancing at those two big buttocks with disgust, Li Yuan clenched his fist slightly, knowing his own strength.

In the past few months of learning martial arts, although he had never fought anyone, he was well aware of his own strength. He could overturn the half-human-high water tank in Fatty Sun's courtyard if it was full of water.

These two scoundrels must have suffered at least a moderate concussion after being punched twice by him.

"Lao Jiu, Wang Niu? Where's the man? Did he fall into the manure pit?"

In the courtyard, another person staggered out, but he didn't see the two people in the snowdrift. They had already been knocked down by Li Yuan's punch. This time, he used less force.

The flying feces and urine did a lot of harm to him.

"This feeling is so different from air strike..."

He casually threw the people into the snow nest. Li Yuan waited patiently and followed the law. After knocking two more people over, the people in the house finally realized that something was wrong.

"There are seven or eight more?"

Hearing the chaotic footsteps in the courtyard, Li Yuan took out a rag from his arms and wrapped it around his head, leaving only his two eyes exposed. When the footsteps in the courtyard slowed down, he immediately exerted force under his feet, and the spirit ape also rushed in.

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"who?!"

Qian Bao, who was walking at the end, was the most perceptive. He shouted loudly and returned to the house. With his peripheral vision, he saw a black shadow rushing into the yard.

Suddenly he plunged into the crowd.

"Fuck! How dare you come here to cause trouble?!"

Qian Bao was furious and took out two machetes from behind the door, but before he could rush out, he heard several "bang bangs" and the screams suddenly stopped.

Vulnerable!

In the courtyard, Li Yuan was shocked. He didn't even have time to take out his hammer. None of these gangsters had ever practiced martial arts?

Can he be a rogue with this quality?

"Who are you?!"

Inside the house, Qian Bao was leaning against the door with sweat on his forehead.

But Li Yuan obviously had no intention of making a sound. He took three steps into one step and swung his arms, hitting the closed door like a steel whip or a sledgehammer.

boom!

Behind the door, Qian Bao felt a pain in his chest, and his fat body knocked over the table and chairs, causing soup and water to splash all over him.

Beast, sneak attack!

Qian Bao was so drunk that he vomited blood in his heart, but before he could even scold him, he was completely slapped in the face by the wide door panel, causing blood to splash everywhere.

"Fuck..."

At this moment, Qian Bao felt stars in his eyes, but he pushed the door panel and turned out, but he only saw a face wrapped in rags.

He was knocked unconscious by two heavy punches!

"damn thing!"

Li Yuan glanced at Qian Bao coldly, then kicked him hard, rolling the fat man who probably weighed more than 200 kilograms three or four times.
Chapter completed!