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

Zhang Yujie gently raised the cross to his lips with one hand, stuck out his tongue and licked it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and shot it out like an arrow!

This guy... I was a little worried, so I followed closely to see if I could be of any help.

I easily dodged some random punches and watched Zhang Yujie dodge in the crowd.

"Ah." He howled, and hit a fat man with a punch.

The fat man was furious, and he raised his fist, but Zhang Yujie was even faster, flashing to the side of the fat man, and punched him in the cheek again. [

At the same time, Zhang Yujie's back and legs were attacked by fists and kicks to varying degrees, but he didn't seem to notice it, and with his flexible posture, he blasted dozens of punches on the fat man in a short while.

Fatty finally couldn't hold it anymore and knelt on the ground on one knee.Zhang Yujie flew over again, and the fat man fell to the ground completely.

Clean, neat, never sloppy!What a Zhang Yujie!

I let out a sigh of admiration in my heart, my mind was agitated, my body became sluggish, and I got kicked when I pushed up.

It was not easy for Zhang Yujie. Although he knocked down a fat man, there were at least a dozen people staring at Zhang Yujie.After a while, his face was bloodstained again, and he chased a strong man with a ferocious face.

——This guy is specially picking the strong to attack.

I shook my head. Although Zhang Yujie is better at fighting than me, more durable than me, and more flexible than me, the method I used is just the one I used before: no matter how many people attack me, I will always catch one person and beat me. He will never be replaced.

This method is the easiest to offend people, because everyone has no grievances, so why do you always stare at someone and beat them?

No wonder these people chased and beat Zhang Yujie as soon as he came in. They deserved it.

I know that if this continues, Zhang Yujie will knock down one more person at most, and he will crawl back to the old place.

But I have nothing to do. It's too late to deal with the punches and kicks around me, let alone pull out my hand to help him.

Forget it, anyway, he is so resistant to beating, so it would be fine to soak in the medicine pond.

During this short period of time, I took a few more hits on my body, which didn't bother me.