I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 273 I am one against ten
Immediately, eight or nine tall boys surrounded him.

They are all from Beijing University of Science and Technology's Martial Arts Academy, and you can vaguely see strong and bulging muscles under their clothes. To be honest, ordinary people would not be able to stand firmly when they see this kind of battle, let alone fight.

"No... Are you really here to bully the few? Didn't you say you wouldn't interfere?" Zhang Yang let out a sigh and looked at the tall boys in front of him.

"Brother, you're pretty good at fighting." Ouyang Kai looked at the handsome face in front of him with great displeasure, then looked down at Qin Fengjie lying on the ground, wailing, and the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched. .

"You've beaten my classmates like this? You said we won't interfere?"

"He made the first move, right?" Zhang Yang smiled, lifted it up and left. “I don’t have time to waste time with you here, so give way.

The people in front immediately blocked the road.

"Let me tell you this, you can't give in on this road!" Ouyang Kai sneered lightly. "It won't happen today."

"Okay." Zhang Yang stood still, "Then what happens."

"Then... don't hide!" He suddenly grabbed Zhang Yang's collar without warning.

The two boys screamed twice, their eyes bulged, and they spit out acidic water.

After today's event, he had a deeper understanding of his current force value.

Ouyang Kai covered his face and wiped his nose again. There was a bright red and dazzling blood on his palm.

He boasts that there is a large group of boys behind him to support the scene. No matter how good the guy in front of him is, he still has to weigh it and suffer the consequences.

"You guys come together, or come one by one, I'm in a hurry." Zhang Yang looked at the people in front of him and said.

If eight or nine people are so relaxed, then surely what can happen if twenty people are doubled again.

"I see you're unhappy. You're provoking trouble in every word, right?" Zhang Yang just gave Ouyang Kai a slap in the face, and now he looked him up and down and said, "You look like a white-faced boy? Isn't he handsome?"

It is said that two fists are difficult to beat with four hands, but no one thinks that so many people are no match for Zhang Yang.

Someone was throwing punches, someone was trying to control him.

Everyone looked at each other and stepped forward one after another.

No more equipment, just bare hands.

Zhang Yang stood where he was, and no one was standing at the scene.

They have seen those who can fight.

On the left and right, someone tried to hold down his arms.

With just one glance, those people were so frightened that they retreated, their eyes looking like they had seen a ghost.

Zhang Yang smiled, grabbed one person's collar with one hand, and slammed them against the wall with both arms.

There was a dull thud.

"Thank you, thank you." Several people trembled and turned around.

"Forget it, I won't embarrass you anymore." Zhang Yang waved his hand. "I don't bully the small."

Zhang Yang took a step back to avoid the splattering vomit that the two people vomited, and then looked back at the people behind him.

Strong, ridiculously strong.

Zhang Yang glanced at the backs of several people, took a running start, stepped forward and kicked them.

There were stars in front of my eyes, and a stream of heat came out of my nose.

So, in the blink of an eye, several people cursed and started to fight.

When Ouyang Kai heard this, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

There were two booms, and the wall shook down.

After all, there are many capable people in the Beijing Sports Academy, and there are countless strong people in the Wushu Academy.

Zhang Yang glanced at him, immediately lowered his strength and kicked him out.

But the next second, there was a snap.

In today's society, purely in terms of fists and kicks, no matter how good you are in fighting, it's understandable that you can fight one against two, but it's good if you can handle one against three without getting hurt.

"Do it! Hit him." He covered his mouth and nose and said, feeling as if his teeth were loose.

One person was kicked in the chest instantly, taking seven or eight steps back with the buddy behind him, and then the two of them wiped out a long skid mark on the ground.

Immediately, the kicked figure flew away, steadily hitting several figures who were about to run away, and the gourd fell to the ground.

Who is more handsome? Who is more handsome than you?

Just kidding, there are seven or eight tall, tall boys. Who can beat it?

However, being able to fight to this point, facing eight or nine of them, tall and powerful boys, can be done with ease... Lift one person with one hand, lift two people with both hands at the same time, and kick two people in front and behind to the brakes with one kick distance.

"I...I." The few remaining people hesitated.

It's not that he is too confident, the main thing is that no matter how many people there are, he can only face two or three people at the same time, and it's not like there are ten or twenty people at the same time. If he defeats them one after another, as long as he has physical strength. Enough, no matter how many people come, they are just chickens and dogs.

"You, you, you..."

What a monster!

He quickly covered his nose and spoke a little incoherently.

"Yeah, ten minutes."

Zhang Yang lowered his head and glanced at the time.

From the time I walked into this alley to the end now, it only takes about ten minutes.

Putting aside the nonsense that the other party is deliberately trying to find trouble and pace, the actual time to take action is only a few minutes.

He knocked down ten people in a few minutes, and they were all such tall and tall boys.

This actual combat record is enough to make him proud.

"Life is really lonely..." There was no one around, so Zhang Yanggang wanted to mutter to himself as a pretense to commemorate his achievements at this moment.

Not far away, an incredible voice suddenly came.

"Zhang Yang··"

"Master Zhang..."

Zhang Yang looked up and saw a group of people standing in the distance.

Li Xingyu, his sister, Shi Xuan, a group of young men they just met in the evening, and the bar security who came in a hurry...

Everyone's expressions are extremely wonderful.

···
A moment ago, in the nightclub.

Shi Xuan trotted into the nightclub and ran straight to the previous booth out of breath.

"Oh no."

"Senior, what's wrong with you? Where's brother Zhang Yang?" Zhuo Jing stood up.

"Yes, where is Mr. Zhang?"

"Didn't Mr. Zhang go out with you just now? Where is the person?"

Li Xingyu stood up and said, "It's okay. Speak slowly. What's wrong?"

"Zhuo Jing, Zhang Yang and I were outside just now... We bumped into Qin Fengjie and a group of people from their martial arts academy." Shi Xuan was very anxious, "You guys go to help quickly, they are having a conflict." "What! Did you have a conflict with Qin Fengjie?" Zhuo Jing's expression suddenly changed, "That violent maniac? And there are seven or eight people from the martial arts academy?"

She is a student of Beijing University of Physical Education, so she naturally knows what these people are like.

Qin Fengjie is famous for being able to fight and being impulsive, and there are seven or eight people from the martial arts academy.

Did this all come together?

"Go quickly!" Li Xingyu waved his hand.

It is said that people are enemies within a short distance. Why do these rich people speak kindly and have good tempers to people at the bottom of society? Do they really think they are good people?

To put it bluntly, it’s not about cherishing one’s life, and there is no need to take risks?

In his opinion, no matter how rich Zhang Yang is, if he meets eight or nine anxious boys, all his advantages will cease to exist under the conflict.

Everyone has only one life.

"Let's go! Go help!" The young men didn't even think about it, just picked up the wine bottles at hand and started to go.

"Manager Wang, Manager Wang, call all the security guards!" Mr. Li from the nightclub shouted loudly, stood up and gave hurried instructions.

After a while, a large group of people rushed out of the nightclub and started looking for people.

"What about people!"

"Where are people?"

Everyone is quite anxious.

"Ahead, it should be in the alley in front." Shi Xuan looked around and pointed to the remote alley ahead.

"No! Why did you end up in such a remote alley?" Li Xingyu frowned and realized something was wrong, so he quickly quickened his pace.

There was a large group of people in Wuyangyang. Those holding wine bottles had wine bottles, and those holding sticks had sticks.

All of a sudden he rushed to the alley.

Then, everyone stood and stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.

In the remote alley, under the dim light of the distant street lights, a large area fell on the ground, and there was a faint wailing sound in my ears.

In the muffled sound.

They saw with their own eyes that a figure was kicked into the air and knocked down a group of people.

No one was still standing.

I could only vaguely see a figure with a coat casually draped over his shoulders.

That was Zhang Yang.

"Zhang Yang!" Shi Xuan ran over and rushed into the arms of the figure without thinking.

On the same spot, everyone's expressions were constantly changing wonderful expressions, either amazed, shocked, incredulous, or unconcealed admiration.

"Damn it! These... are all Mr. Zhang's handiworks?"

"I'm counting, one, two, three... nine people? Are you knocked down by Master Zhang alone?! Awesome, awesome! So awesome, Master Zhang... No, it's Brother Zhang!"

"Brother, look, brother." Zhuo Jing's eyes were filled with unspeakable admiration. "They are all from the martial arts academy! Those boys are usually domineering, showing off their strength, and each one is better than the other, but they are no match for Brother Zhang Yang? I declare that the first person I will admire in the future is Brother Zhang Yang."

Li Xingyu looked at that figure from a distance, and an unspeakable passion surged in his heart.

Charming! This is the most essential personality charm!
Although they, the second generation, usually compare themselves with family background, financial resources, sports cars, girls, this and that, in the end they often fail to convince anyone. If you want to convince them, just kidding, who are you!

But in front of them, this friend they had just met for less than a day really convinced them.

In terms of appearance, figure, and temperament, Zhang Yang stands out from the crowd. He is so handsome that they think that the popularity of male stars is hard to come by. In terms of financial resources, Zhang Yang has his own industry and is a real billionaire.

Now, there is one more ability that everyone is paying attention to.

Super capable.

It's not like ordinary people can fight, but one against ten, and these ten are all the kind of tall and powerful type.

Don't underestimate your skill. Have these second generation guys ever fought before? Just do it! Not everyone goes out with a cloud of followers and a bunch of bodyguards. Therefore, if there is anyone of the same age who is particularly good at fighting, he will always be looked down upon.

One against ten? ! Awesome! Super cool! It’s so awesome!
When the above three are combined in one person, the personality is so charming that people can't help but yearn for and make friends with them.

If before, it was the first time for everyone to meet, the friendship was somewhat superficial, but now, everyone is convinced from the bottom of their hearts and wants to make Zhang Yang a friend in a deeper way.

Think about it, I will go out and brag, saying that I have a buddy who is more handsome than male celebrities, has a net worth of hundreds of millions, and is also very good at fighting, like one against ten.

How flattering is this to say? Right?
"No wonder you let the senior sister throw herself into your arms!" Zhuo Jing put her hands on her chest, her eyes sparkling, and couldn't help but mutter to herself.

In the distance, Shi Xuan almost subconsciously hugged the figure of the person in front of her.

It wasn't until someone's whistle seemed to be heard in his ears that he realized... This moment was not in a dark corner, but in the public eye of at least dozens of people.

Suddenly, her cheeks turned red, but she was too embarrassed to raise her head immediately.

Simply burying his cheek deeply.

"Okay, okay, didn't I tell you to wait where you are? Why did you call so many people and mobilize the troops?" Zhang Yang patted Shi Xuan on the back and said warmly.

"Their attacks are not serious, how can I wait any longer?" Shi Xuan whispered. "How did I know you were so good at fighting?"

She said, looking at the people lying on the ground in all directions.

They were all tall and tall, and they were usually the type that no one would dare to mess with in school, but now they were all wailing, and God knows what they were like after being beaten.

"them?"

"I'm here to reason with them. What age are they in? They're still using their hands and feet. Who knew they were all muscle-heads? They only have muscles but not brains." Zhang Yang put his arms around Shi Xuan's waist and shook her head. Shake his head.

"They don't want to reason and insist on taking action, so I have no choice but to play with them for a while."

Zhang Yang and Shi Xuan walked together to Qin Fengjie, who still closed his eyes tightly and didn't even hum.

This guy didn't move, but the eyes under his eyelids kept rolling. It looked like he was pretending. Maybe he felt shameless to face him?
"Are you convinced?" Zhang Yang knelt down and patted Qin Fengjie's swollen pig's head.

The moment he was slapped on the face, he clearly trembled.

"Fuck!" Not far away, Young Master Li, who owned a nightclub, came up and kicked him hard. "How dare you arm wrestle with my buddy Young Master Zhang? Let me tell you, the nightclub next door is owned by me. If you have the guts, call all your classmates over next time. I'll be waiting here!"

Qin Fengjie hunched over and groaned, not daring to say a word.

How could he open such a big nightclub in the capital city or near Gongti? Such a person, with such a deep background and great energy, could he touch it?

To put it harshly, he is just a little ant, and this is a big tree.

A person who can make friends with such a person, is he so brave that he also follows him to play violently?

Besides!

His slightly closed eyes flashed with fear and bitterness...

Everything that had just happened, the fear of being dominated by that person came to my mind again.

Not to mention the power background, that person is simply... a monster. It is unheard of for him to be such a big monster who can fight such a monster.

Regarding the fighting he is best at, he is just a chicken feather in front of others.

What can he argue with others about?
"Master Li, what nonsense are you talking to him? Are you from Jingti University, right? Jingti University Martial Arts Academy? What is your name? Huh? Do you know Song Xiong? I am the younger brother of a younger brother, haha, let him be in the school from now on I will take good care of you." Not far away, a young man smoked a cigarette and sneered condescendingly.

Upon hearing this name, Qin Fengjie's whole body trembled like chaff.

(End of this chapter)