Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

"I promised that she would come back." Zhang Yujie looked at the black crowd and said, "I just stay in the medicine pool, not going anywhere, waiting for the boss to catch me, isn't that okay?"

"Your current status is a traitor, so it is really inappropriate to come in." The middle-aged man said with a look of embarrassment, "It's not that everyone deliberately made things difficult for you, it's just that even members of the other halls of the Wolf Gang are not allowed to enter here..."

Zhang Yujie interrupted him and said, "No matter what, I must go in today!"

"Bastard, are you a little arrogant?" A young man said, "There are so many people here in the martial arts hall, how can you just enter if you want?"

Zhang Yujie looked up at the second floor, he knew that Ni Sihui must be anxiously waiting for him to go back. [

"Brothers, I must go in." Zhang Yujie took a step forward.

Many people in the hall rioted and took a step forward one after another, intending to deal with Zhang Yujie collectively.

It was past seven in the morning, and there were only five or sixty people in the club, but it was still much more dangerous.

Those who can stand here are all veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles, registered members of the Wolf Gang Martial Hall, and anyone who walks out casually can stand proudly on the street and count as ten.

Although Zhang Yujie is very talented and has a unique talent in combat, he has made rapid progress since he practiced in the hall for a period of time. His strength has surpassed most of the senior members of the martial arts hall. He singled out more than a dozen members of the martial arts hall who were besieging and beating him.

But today is different.Today, everyone in the hall came towards him.

Even if it is a wheel battle, he will be exhausted!

"Young man!" The middle-aged man said again: "There are so many of us, even if the former God of War Zhai Guang is here, we can't retreat unscathed. .”

Zhang Yujie knew that what he said was true, but he still said stubbornly: "No matter what, I must go there."

To get to the medicine pool on the second floor, you have to go through the hall.

The middle-aged man sighed. He had been practicing in this hall for the longest time, and he admired Zhang Yujie's passion for fighting. It was an attitude unique to young people, and it also reminded him of the scene many years ago.