Seven Hundred and Ninetieth Chapters Anxious Eyes

The middle-aged man has extraordinary skills, not only his movements are swift and fierce, but also very powerful.

Zhao Yu's arm was covered with a plastic stool, which made it very inconvenient to move. After two rounds of fighting, he saw that he could not dodge the opponent's attack, so he straightened his arm and bumped the stool towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled coldly, and raised his fist to punch directly. After the fist hit the plastic stool, with the sound of crackling, the stool was violently split into two halves. With tremendous force, Zhao Yu immediately turned to the plastic stool. He backed up and slammed his back against the pillar!

Amazing!

Zhao Yu was startled secretly, he really didn't expect that this person's skill is so amazing!

"Hey! That's enough!" Ran Tao saw that Zhao Yu was only in the wind, and quickly raised his arms to stop him.

Unexpectedly, the man changed his figure in some way, and unexpectedly grabbed Ran Tao's arm.

ah! ?

Ran Tao was shocked and struggled, but it was too late. The man pushed his hips and turned his elbows, and with a pocket on his back, he threw Ran Tao heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he skillfully twisted Ran Tao's arm to cut it back, and then wanted to ride on his back.

"Grandma, what a bear!" Zhao Yu couldn't let Ran Tao suffer, and immediately rushed over like a bull.

The middle-aged man seemed afraid of Zhao Yu's strength, so he had to let go of Ran Tao and hide to the side.

Zhao Yu rushed forward again and once again got into a fight with the middle-aged man. This time, Zhao Yu had sufficient mental preparation, and his attack became sharper.

However, the opponent dodged and dodged calmly. Even under Zhao Yu's beating like a storm, not only did he not panic, but he waited for an opportunity to counterattack, which made Zhao Yu very unhappy.

broken!

Zhao Yu's heart is getting worse, no wonder this man speaks so arrogantly, it turns out he really has the ability!

tsk tsk...

Unexpectedly, I encountered a hard stubble today!

To Zhao Yu's impression, this person is not only so simple in skill, but his movements seem to be understated, but every time he can hit Zhao Yu's sore spot, making him mess up. What was even more frightening was that the way this man attacked reminded Zhao Yu of that secret agent on Landing Island!

The fighting style of the middle-aged man seems to be similar to that of the secret agent. Could it be... this man...

"Damn it! I don't believe it!" Ran Tao got up from the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and wanted to rush over to fight Zhao Yushuang.

"Ran Tao, get out of the way! Don't meddle! This is between me and him!" Zhao Yu drank Ran Tao while fighting with the opponent.

"This..." Ran Tao was in a dilemma for a while, but the order was here, so he had no choice but to take a step back.

At this time, the young man who followed the middle-aged man was also a little anxious. Seeing the two fighting more and more fiercely, he was so anxious that his forehead was sweating and he stamped his feet on the spot. However, he didn't dare to rush forward to help without the middle-aged man's order.

At this time, after dodging Zhao Yu's explosive punch, the middle-aged man hit Zhao Yu's throat with a blow. Zhao Yu raised his hand to block, but the opponent grabbed his wrist!

Zhao Yu hurriedly turned his body, and kicked back, forcing the opponent away.

that's all,

In the blink of an eye, the two fought back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, and it was still hard to tell the winner.

However, Zhao Yu knew very well in his heart that if he hadn't learned formal fighting skills from Miao Ying, he would have been beaten to pieces by the opponent long ago! This man's moves are novel, and there are no unnecessary moves. Every move makes Zhao Yu break out in cold sweat. If he is a little careless, he may lose everything.

clap clap...

The middle-aged man seemed to see Zhao Yu's pain, and the more he beat, the more excited he became. Gradually, he opened his fists and started to attack actively, making Zhao Yu more passive...

"Hit me! Kill!"

Unexpectedly, when Zhao Yu and Zhao Yu were fighting fiercely, a large group of people suddenly came in from outside the door!

These people held iron rods in their hands, and they all looked like menacing gods. They were all rescuers called by the seven people before, and they were here to settle accounts with Zhao Yu.

However, when they rushed into the restaurant aggressively, they saw the scene in front of them. Zhao Yu and the middle-aged man fought viciously and earth-shatteringly, which made them a little bit at a loss.

Less than ten helpers were called, and with the addition of the previous seven, the hotel lobby suddenly became crowded and extremely lively.

"It's just... the stool he threw, but..." someone from before pointed at Zhao Yu and said, with a very surprised expression on his face.

Snapped……

The middle-aged man came over with another fist and went straight to Zhao Yu's face. Zhao Yu couldn't dodge it, so he had to block it with both hands. However, the opponent was powerful, and this punch sent Zhao Yu staggering out, just in time to collide with a man holding an iron rod who rushed in just now.

"Hey hey..." The big man with the iron rod chuckled, ready to play tricks and push Zhao Yu into the circle.

Unexpectedly, the annoyed Zhao Yu punched back and hit this person's face with a bang! Without saying a word, this person bumped his head against the thick door glass, and when he bounced back, he was already unconscious!

Looking at the tempered glass on the front door, several cracks had cracked.

ah! ?

The people who rushed in were all terrified. No one thought that Zhao Yu's fist would be so powerful! Although they had sticks in their hands, none of them dared to charge forward for revenge.

"You!" Seeing Zhao Yu's berserk, the middle-aged man rushed over furiously, and once again fought Zhao Yu fiercely.

This time, the middle-aged man seemed to have exerted all his strength, and his movements became sharper and faster. After a few encounters, Zhao Yu was punched on the face, chest and shoulders.

Wow...

After tearing his skin apart completely, Zhao Yu's hostility also came up! This time, he not only kicked the whirlwind kick in a row, but also used his famous rogue move. After a few rounds, he saw the opportunity, first gave the opponent a bear hug, and then hugged the opponent and knocked him over. A table!

clatter...

The cutlery on the table was broken and the scene became more and more chaotic.

After falling to the ground, the two rolled around on the ground. After a while, Zhao Yu rode on each other, punching frequently! After a while, the middle-aged man clamped Zhao Yu with scissors again, and then punched him hard...

In the blink of an eye, the fight between the two had reached a fever pitch. It was a shocking fight, and the people who rushed in were terrified and stared.

Zhao Yu originally thought that after getting close, he would be invincible, and he could use the lock tricks and rogue tactics that Miao Ying taught him to destroy the enemy!

However, this time, he was wrong again.

After the two rolled and fought several times, the middle-aged man's ground skills were much better than Zhao Yu's. He locked Zhao Yu's right arm, and fixed Zhao Yu's body with his feet, making him move. no!

yeah!

Among the crowd, someone yelled hello, and the huge hotel lobby seemed to have turned into a boxing ring, with thunderous cheers and whistles.

These people naturally regarded Zhao Yu as an enemy, and when they saw Zhao Yu being restrained, they naturally shouted happily.

"No way..." Seeing the enthusiastic atmosphere in front of him, Zeng Ke couldn't help but grasp Wu Xiumin's arm, looking extremely helpless.

Ran Tao clenched his hands into fists, and kept giving Zhao Yu advice: "Boss! Boss, hit him with an elbow, poke his ass, tease him, or bite him..."

Under Ran Tao's reminder, Zhao Yu struggled hard. Although he got rid of the opponent's lock, he still couldn't break free with his right arm!

ah……

As the middle-aged man kept exerting force, Zhao Yu let out a cry of pain, and then punched hard with his left elbow. The middle-aged man had firmly taken the initiative, so he immediately turned over and pulled Zhao Yu up from the ground.

Boom...

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man cut Zhao Yu's right arm backwards, then pushed him against the stone pillar, and shouted loudly, "Hmph! You're done! Admit defeat! Otherwise, you won't be able to keep your arm today!"

As he spoke, he pressed hard again, and Zhao Yu grinned in pain.

"Hmph, now you know what happens to the stinky hooligans, right?" The middle-aged man taught, "If you apologize now, it's not too late!"

"Hmph...hahaha..." Unexpectedly, in such a situation, Zhao Yu was still laughing up to the sky, and then cursed loudly, "I'll fuck your grandma!"

After finishing speaking, there was only a bang, and Zhao Yu actually took the initiative to wring his own arm off!

ah?

The middle-aged man hadn't thought of making a serious move, but he never imagined that Zhao Yu would be so stubborn that he would rather cut off his own arm than bow his head and admit defeat.

"Hahaha..." As soon as his arm was broken, Zhao Yu laughed loudly, then swung his left fist and hit the middle-aged man's face directly.

The middle-aged man hastily raised his hands to block Zhao Yu's fist. However, at that very moment, something that the middle-aged man could never have dreamed of happened. Zhao Yu suddenly raised his broken right arm, and slapped him with a slap!

Snapped!

With a loud and clear sound, Zhao Yu gave the middle-aged man a big mouth...

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