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Chapter Seventy-Five: It's My Turn


In the category of ordinary people, Kuse is definitely a good fighter, his fighting experience can be said to be extremely rich, once one fought two, one fought four, and even one fought eight, but one hit eight, he got seven stitches and lay in the hospital for two weeks.

As for one hit one hundred and twenty, he had only seen it in Hollywood movies.

The scene in front of him is really like an action drama directed by a director without scale.

An elated protagonist, carrying a shovel, rushes into the midst of one hundred and eighty opponents, shouting all sorts of words that Kuse understands or doesn't understand, sweeping a group of big men into the sky like little chicks.

Yes, he didn't come to fight, he looked like he was here to sweep the floor. was just a stunned kung fu, and a group of people were swept to the ground by Yu Wencheng; In the blink of an eye, another group of people were swept to the ground by Yu Wencheng.

The large group of professional thugs in the Sayama group who dominated Fukuoka was none of them Ubuni Cheng's generals.

Naomi's eyes straightened, and she only felt that her chin was about to fall off, so she hurriedly helped her chin, but fortunately it didn't fall off.

Taking advantage of this, she glanced at Chana, and saw that Chanel was excited like a little crazy woman, jumping and jumping, regardless of the fact that her beautiful hair had jumped into a beautiful chicken coop, and her mouth shouted: "Beautiful!

That's it!

That's it!

Hit them!

Hit hard!

” She looked at her teacher Ito Sai again, the kendo master watched Yu Wencheng fight intently, while writing the paper, and chanting words in his mouth: "What kind of trick is 'Qiankun Hot Wheels'?"

So powerful?

Hey, there's so much to learn......"

Among the three, it seems that she is the only one who is worried about Yu Wencheng?

The other two seemed to be full of absolute confidence in this man, and did not even think about any situation that he could not handle.

Today, when Yuwen was waiting for her to act in this play, she had actually realized that he might have to do something more dangerous, and her heart was filled with a lingering haze until this moment, until this man appeared in front of her triumphantly.

She realized that one of her hearts, she didn't know when it had been completely tied to him.

Naomi couldn't help but smile slightly, and tears fell from her eyes.

Even she didn't know why she was laughing or crying, just this moment......

The inexplicable surging emotions were like a tidal wave, filling her heart.

Kuse stood dumbfounded, like a fool.

Shocking blood stains sprayed on the walls and ground, twisted bones of arms or thighs all over the ground, outlaws who fell to the ground and groaned, and Yu Wencheng who carried a shovel with great spirit.

At this time, Yu Wencheng didn't even have much torn clothes, but his body was a little gray.

After all, this abandoned warehouse has not been cleaned for a long time, and with a wave of a shovel, the dust is a bit heavy.

Looking at this young man who scolds Fang Yu lightly, Kuse doesn't know why, it's like seeing a Super Saiyan, an invincible god of war, and an insurmountable mountain.

He knew that in his life, he might not be able to forget today, and he would never forget the scene in front of him.

Seeing this man, his courage was like a balloon that had been stepped on by someone, and he didn't dare to muster up the slightest bit from then on.

At this moment, more than a hundred members of the Sayama group have all fallen to the ground and wailing, and the only ones standing are only Kuse, Nakatani Aosheng and Yuwencheng who is dragged by Yang.

Yu Wencheng carried the shovel on his shoulders with both hands, like Sun Wukong carrying a golden hoop stick, looked around, and his voice shook the sky: "Who else?"

Well?

Who else?

” I asked several times, but no one answered.

Yu Wencheng raised his eyes to look at Kuse and Nakatani Yangsheng, smiled, and walked slowly towards them: "It seems to be ......

You're the only one left. ” Kuse subconsciously looked at Nakatani Aosheng.

Nakatani Yangsheng put his hands in his pockets, his face was very gloomy, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly, but his expression was still with a rare calmness.

Seeing Nakatani's reaction, Kuse felt a little relieved as if he had found the backbone.

Yu Wencheng looked at Nakatani Yang Sheng curiously: "Yo!

I didn't expect you to be quite calm.

Bite?

Are you trying to pull out a gun?

” Nakatani Yangsheng's face finally changed slightly, and he suddenly took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Yu Wencheng!

Burst!

A loud and crisp gunshot rang out from the warehouse.

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The green smoke was still curling around the muzzle, but Nakatani was already stunned.

This shot was aimed at Yu Wencheng's head, even if you are a powerful martial artist, how can you be faster than the speed of the bullet?

So as soon as he fired, the bullet would inevitably pass through the man's forehead and end all his glory at this moment.

But......

He never dreamed that at this moment, Yu Wencheng's head suddenly disappeared!

Strictly speaking, it's not called invisible, but blocked by something.

The spade face of a shovel.

No one knows when Yu Wencheng turned the shovel sideways, the metal shovel face was horizontal in front of his face, the bullet was 'snapped' from the shovel surface was bounced out, Yu Wencheng's upper right wall suddenly exploded, debris splashed, and a pitch-black hole appeared in the wall.

It was the bullet that was ejected.

Yu Wencheng removed the shovel and showed his grinning face: "How is it?"

I can even hold off a bullet!

Isn't it amazing?

” Finally, a drop of cold sweat flowed down from Nakatani Yangsheng's temple, and he hurriedly shifted the target and fired three shots at Yu Wencheng's chest!

'Bang Bang!

’ "Dangdang!"

Yu Wencheng blocked three bullets without any suspense.

"It can't be!

How is this possible?

Along with Nakatani Nakatani, there were two other people who exclaimed, Kuse and Naomi.

"Naomi, it's actually not that difficult."

Itosai smiled slightly: "The person with the gun, like the warrior who attacks you with his moves, always has a fixed line and his target.

Especially this Nakatani Yang is not even a martial artist, the target is wherever his wrist is raised, it is too easy to see his intentions, as long as he judges the direction of his wrist in advance, he can block the bullet.

I can do that, too. ” Naomi: "!

” "But, if it were me who shot ......"

Itosai touched his beard proudly, "Then there will definitely be no warrior who can stop it." ” Naomi: "......"

Do you still need to shoot yourself to prove yourself?

If you have a rolling pin, there are few people who can stop it, okay?

Chanel muttered quietly on the side: "Men are the same, they like to pretend to be forced." ” Naomi: "......"

Pretending to be forced Itosai: "......"

I saw a black light flying towards Zhonggu Yangsheng with lightning speed, accompanied by a loud shout: "Crooked!

Why are you still old?

It's Lao Tzu's turn!