Chapter 110

Yang Yi's fist strength is still not good, if this is Zhang Yong, he can definitely bring down that black man with one punch.

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

"ah."

With a strange cry, a black man kicked towards Yang Yi. Yang Yi tried to catch the black man's foot with his hand, but his hand was empty.

It took a long time to practice, but it's not so easy to fight in actual combat. Yang Yi missed his shot, but fortunately it didn't affect anything. He withdrew his body back, avoiding the kicked leg, and then moved forward. and kicked the black man in the calf.

"Hit! Stab him!"

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

Yang Yi dodged to the side, and punched the black man who drew his knife in the chest, and then the skinny black man flew out without a word.

Yang Yi felt that it was so cool, it was different from people practicing moves and actual combat.

In terms of stature, Yang Yi looked much smaller than the black people surrounding him, but it was Yang Yi who had the absolute upper hand in the fight.

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, Yang Yi alone beat up a dozen black people, crying and howling all by themselves, but they couldn't touch Yang Yi at all.

Soon, more than a dozen black people all fell to the ground, but this time Yang Yi didn't hit hard, he didn't dismantle his joints, he didn't break his bones or anything, at most his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and sore for a few days.

In fact, Yang Yi really wanted to practice the grappling skills in the Mian Zhangquan, but unloading joints is a technical job. First of all, he must be very familiar with the joints. It takes skill to let a real master do it, but Yang Yi Yi was too short and didn't get to the next level of practice, so he had to rely on brute force to forcibly remove the joints of the person, and doing so was actually no different from directly breaking someone's bones.

After beating the man, Yang Yi only felt refreshed, but at this moment, he found that Rodriguez had just ran over, picked up a knife dropped by the black gang from the ground, and squatted down It was about to hit the leading black man.

"stop!"

Shouting, Yang Yi stared at Rodriguez in astonishment and said, "What are you doing?"

"Poke him!"

Rodriguez replied confidently, and seemed a little inexplicable.

Yang Yicai was puzzled, he said helplessly: "Why did you stab him, he was knocked down!"

"Uh, don't you poke? Well, I thought I was going to teach them a hard lesson."

Yang Yi waved his hands, and said angrily: "Forget it after the fight, don't you want to be locked up?"

Rodriguez said with an inexplicable expression: "If it is going to be shut down, of course I will go. How can the boss be charged with the crime, so what do you want the younger brother to do?"

Yang Yi was suddenly happy. He thought that Rodriguez was a good kid. He had the consciousness of being a younger brother if he dared to do it, but he seemed a little dazed, but it didn't matter if he was a little dazed.

Rodriguez quickly hid the knives he picked up in his arms, and Sklin also picked up one. The blacks had only two knives in total, and now they all fell into their hands.

"Okay, they stop here, have you found your enemy yet?"

"I found it, it's over there! Boss, why don't the prison guards come over?"

Yang Yi looked at the prison guards who turned their heads away, then stretched out his foot and kicked a black man lying on the ground, and said, "Hey, why are you lying on the ground?"

The black man said weakly: "We were joking around, we contacted wrestling, yes, we are practicing wrestling..."

At this time, a prison guard came over, but said from a long distance: "Hey, what's the matter with you."

"We're wrestling, sir, no one else's business."

"Stand up quickly, bastard."

The black men grumbled and climbed up one by one until they all stood up. Seeing that the black men could indeed stand up, the prison guard immediately turned his head and walked away, as if nothing happened here.

"You're smart, let's go."

After calling the younger brother, Yang Yi swaggered a little arrogantly towards the Hell Angels.

A total of ten of them were all white, talking loudly and laughing loudly, as if carved out of a mold, all had beards, and they were all tall, burly middle-aged men.

If you look a little fat, it doesn't mean you can't fight. You must know that many people with huge waists can beat those muscular men even more powerfully, and they have greater strength, and they are more durable when they have a thick layer of fat.

So just looking at his size, Yang Yi is definitely not good, but the key is to look at his skill, no matter how strong he is, if he can't hit him, he will be fine.

You must not be surrounded by people and you can't get out. You can either make a quick decision to bring everyone down, or you can even walk and beat, and use flexible steps to bring people down one by one.

Don't talk nonsense, it's not interesting, just start fighting.

Yang Yi went straight to those Hell Angels, a man with two long beards nodded to him, and then a group of people turned around and stared at him.

Yang Yi walked up to the group of people, and then a strong man crossed his arms, looked Yang Yi up and down, and said contemptuously: "What's the matter with you? Little monkey."

Yang Yi straightened his face and said, "If you dare to scold me, hit me!"

Yang Yi kicked it out with one kick, and this time he did it smoothly, no, it went smoothly.

A high kick kicked the strong man's stomach, causing the strong man to bend down in pain, but the strong man did not fall down, but screamed in pain: "Kill him!"

Since he loosened his tendons, Yang Yigao kicks are very easy now, so he likes to use high kicks very much, which looks good.

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

Yang Yi's move caught others off guard, and now there are still several people with their arms around them.

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

The eight standing people showed eight knives, and spread out quickly to surround Yang Yi in the middle.

Looking at so many knives, Yang Yi was really a little ignorant, so he turned around and ran away immediately.

Don't run and wait to die. If you are surrounded by people, you will stab me with a knife. If you don't dodge a knife, you will be finished.

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

Yang Yi was startled, he can be sure now, Rodriguez is not just pretending, he is really shocked!