Devil Fruit of the City

"It's over, it's over, it's all over now, don't I just come out of the hospital and have to go back now?" Tang Tianyou wailed in his heart. Although he let go of his cruel words just now, he couldn't help being scared when things came to an end.

But even if Tang Tianyou was terrified in his heart, time would not stop because of his worry. The yellow-haired gangster surnamed Huang ran the most happily, holding an iron rod, just such a person, separated from the crowd, and took the lead. Coming over, that kind of hideous expression and bloodthirsty red light, it was as if Tang Tianyou had a deep hatred with him.

The little bully surnamed Huang raised the iron rod in his hand high, and suddenly struck Tang Tianyou—

At the juncture of life and death, for some reason, Tang Tianyou's heart became more and more peaceful. Suddenly, a very familiar memory surged in his heart, as if it was an instinct that had deepened into his bones. Then, the little gangster surnamed Huang moved on his own. In my eyes, it seemed to be half a beat slow.

Tang Tianyou turned his body slightly, as if it was a divine envoy, and the iron rod slammed into the empty space, hitting the ground fiercely, making a loud bang, and the cement couldn't stand the huge force. One after another, one can imagine what kind of damage would be caused if an iron rod hit a person!

"You guys, aren't you afraid of killing someone?" Tang Tianyou asked angrily when he saw that the little **** surnamed Huang dared to be so cruel.

Huang surnamed the little gangster is annoyed why he missed Tang Tianyou just now. After hearing Tang Tianyou’s question, he said with disdain: "What's wrong with you? Even if you kill you, you can sit for a few years at most. Only in prison, with the boss's care, we will be released soon."

What made Tang Tianyou even more chilling was that the words of the little gangster surnamed Huang actually got the approval of all the gangsters present, and they nodded, showing fierce eyes one by one.

These guys really treat their lives like a waste!

Tang Tianyou really got angry this time, not because of blackmail or being beaten, but because of their disrespect for life!

"You scumbags, you are simply unforgivable!" Tang Tianyou said in a low voice. No one of the **** noticed, his eyes showed a palpitating cold light.

"Huh, boy, let me tell you a truth. In this world, whoever has the big fist has the final say! You flowers in the greenhouse will never understand the cruelty of this world!" Said.

"Is that so? Thank you for telling me such a truth..." Tang Tianyou lowered his head and put his face in the shadow, so that people could not see his face.

"cut!"

The little bully surnamed Huang looked upset. He originally thought that after saying this, Tang Tianyou would be mad, scared, and even useless like a worm, kneeling on the ground begging him for mercy.

Unexpectedly, this guy was expressionless, with a calm and composed appearance, no feeling of fear at all, no, not only that, that tone, that kind of expression, as if... completely ignored them! !

Damn, what he hates most is seeing the enemy who is obviously terrified, but he even pretends to be calm.

No, I must completely tear up his mask and let him kneel in front of me begging for mercy! The little bully surnamed Huang yelled frantically in his heart.

So, he picked up the iron rod again, rushed up frantically, and slammed it towards Tang Tianyou's head, as if he would not give up if he didn't kill Tang Tianyou.

Suddenly, Tang Tianyou felt that the movements of the little bully surnamed Huang had all been slowed down, and his body involuntarily greeted him like a conditioned reflex.

A small side step dodges his attack, and with a light touch of his right foot, the small **** surnamed Huang immediately loses his center of gravity. The waist pulls him towards himself, taking himself as a fulcrum.

Then, with a slight force, the little **** named Huang was thrown out from behind by Tang Tianyou like confetti, and slammed into the hard concrete floor with a loud bang. Suddenly, countless smoke and dust splashed on the ground. .

The little gangster surnamed Huang let out a scream of "Ah", his body was constantly twitching, like cooked dried shrimps, his body was suffering from great pain, and foam was constantly spitting out of his mouth. After a while, he was completely Fainted.

Standard over shoulder fall!

Actions that are as precise as a textbook!

The whole movement was like flowing clouds and flowing water, exuding a sense of martial arts beauty, and the remaining gangsters seemed to be shocked. Everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

Especially the bullshit, Brother Long, swallowed hard, with an unbelievable look. It is estimated that he has never seen such a fierce person in reality.

After all, this kind of scene is too shocking. A guy with a height of only 1.5 meters can easily turn over a tall **** with a murder weapon in his hand. This is unscientific!

The surrounding gangsters all looked at Brother Long, with the same expression on their faces, as if they were saying, Brother Long, what should I do now? Is going? Stay? You have an idea.

Suddenly, Long Ge felt an invisible pressure on him. At this time, he deeply knew that as long as he retreated a little bit, his prestige might not be as high as before, and some people even retreated. It is possible that he would no longer listen to his orders because of this. At this time, he already regretted coming to Tang Tianyou for trouble.

But now it's too late to say anything, it's hard to ride a tiger!

Thinking of this, Brother Long shouted to the younger brothers: "What are we afraid of? What if he knows martial arts?! As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the master is beaten to death with random fists. We are many people. , He is only one person, we will win no matter how he fights!"

The more Long he talked, the more excited he became. The more he talked, the more he felt that the truth seemed to be the case. In fact, there is nothing to be afraid of. We may be too dear to him, because even if the special forces are bare-handed, they can only deal with four or five people at a time. , What's more, this little dwarf may only know how to play a three-legged cat.

Thinking of this, the gangsters regained their confidence, and came over with a hideous look. It’s just that this time they’re not as mad as they were just now. They walked together in twos and threes, and seemed to want to use the crowded tactics to defeat them. Tang Tianyou.

At this moment, Tang Tianyou had fallen into a strange state, and his body was trembling slightly. Under the strong stimulation of that **** just now, Baibeard's life-long fighting memory seemed to have awakened in his body, slices after slices of memories. Like a tide, it springs up in the heart, then melts, absorbs, and digests.

You must know that even if a strong man of that level is dead, he will still retain the most basic fighting instinct as a warrior, and the most primitive fighting memory.

Even if Tang Tianyou only got the weakest trace of inheritance, it would be more than enough to deal with these dregs with only five combat effectiveness!

It was too late, and soon, three gangsters rushed up, holding a long iron rod in their hands, exhausted all their strength, and called Tang Tianyou fiercely.

The club whizzed out across the sky and was about to hit Tang Tianyou’s head. The three bastards' eyes were full of craziness, revealing a trace of bloodthirsty red light. They seemed to see the iron club hitting Tang Tianyou’s body. Miserable.

Mad, go to hell, go to **** all, what a **** martial arts master, it's not worth mentioning, **** all Lao Tzu!

Tang Tianyou smiled contemptuously, as if he could predict it, but he took a step backwards slightly, and then, the three iron rods slammed into the empty space. Because of the excessive force, the three thugs' feet staggered and almost fell.

Tang Tianyou didn't give them time to recover, so he rushed forward, kicking one person and one foot, fiercely towards the crotch, with a ‘pop’, it seemed that something was broken.

The three **** immediately hugged their crotch, like cooked dried shrimps, bent over in pain, and rolled around on the ground, their faces twitching constantly and wailing.