Chapter 374
Although the guns equipped in this club are all empty shells, the degree of simulation has reached 90.00%. Even if they are empty shells, they will still hurt the body.

And with that dark muzzle, anyone who is pointed at will feel terrified.

At that moment, Xiang Qing, who was relatively timid, screamed in fright, "Ah!"

Xiang Qing plunged into Wang Qianqian's arms, and Le Mingyu and the others were also frightened by the sudden situation.

"Bang!" The man holding the gun suddenly yelled imitating the sound of the gun, and then flicked the gun, laughing loudly.

A dozen or so big men around him also laughed wildly, and out of the corner of their eyes, they were all mocking the young man for his cowardice.

"Fuck, these bastards, if I don't beat them up, I won't be named Le today." Le Mingyu is a master who can't stand the excitement, and has already passed the manager and rushed into the shooting range. If you swing your fist, you will fight that man desperately.

"Ouch, Second Young Master, stop!" The manager reacted, his entire face changed color, he turned around and rushed over in a hurry, he couldn't bear to walk around whoever was injured on the two sides.

Mencius Heng and the others didn't say anything, and the backup was added. The opponent had a lot of people, and Le Mingyu would definitely suffer.

The opponent's group obviously didn't expect Le Mingyu to make a move. They were a little dazed when they were hit with the first punch, but when they got the second punch, Le Mingyu didn't take advantage of it.

A 16-year-old high school student can't match the strength of an adult man no matter how developed he is, and the opponent also has the skill. Not only can he not be defeated by his tall and burly figure, but he can even wipe out Le Mingyu with a single punch.

When the three of Meng Ziheng rushed over, other men in black surrounded them and said, "If you have something to say, it's all a misunderstanding. Young people, don't be too impulsive." He didn't let anyone move, and let Le Mingyu clean up on the other side.

"Damn it, I misunderstood your ancestor." Gu Yitong broke out for the second time, his brother was beaten, how can he care so much, if he disagrees with him, he will be punched and kicked, these young masters have exercised some skills in order to protect themselves, It's not a show of fists or legs when you really start your hands.

When those men in black were attacked, they naturally stopped showing mercy, "Hey, if you want to play, play you to death."

Immediately, the four of them were surrounded, and a dozen men in black punched and kicked each other, and quickly gained the upper hand.

"Stop beating, this is the boss' younger brother, stop beating all of you." The manager yelled out his throat, but no one paid any attention to it. It was probably obvious that this group of people were not afraid of the boss, so the manager quickly took out the walkie-talkie and contacted the top floor.

"Ah, what should I do? Meng Ziheng and the others can't beat them. There are so many people on the other side. Qianqian, why don't you call the police and don't kill anyone." The only thing I can think of is the police uncle.

"Calm down, calm down, this is brother Le Mingyu's territory, and calling the police is to recruit gangsters. When the police come, they may not be grateful to you." Wang Qianqian has seen big scenes before, so she still has the time to comfort Xiang Qing.

"Then, what should we do then?" Xiang Qing looked at the four people who were increasingly ignoring the situation over there, with unstoppable worries in her heart.

Wang Qianqian put her arms around her back to comfort her, and looked at the white-clothed boy beside her from the corner of her eyes. Seeing her leisurely expression of watching a play, she couldn't help but said, "You still don't make a move?" She knows Song Ye's skill, so now That's why he was so calm.

However, it was obvious that Song Ye waved his sleeves and hadn't watched enough of the show, "Isn't this still a loss?"

"..." Wang Qianqian rolled her eyes in an unladylike way. Song Ye didn't lose what she said, but she hasn't been beaten to the ground yet.

She silently felt that Meng Ziheng and the others made bad friends by mistake.

"You don't think so, it's because you don't like Le Mingyu?" Wang Qianqian asked secretly.

Song Ye glanced at her, but didn't answer, then slowly rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, as gracefully as if he was going to dance.

In the next second, the person rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Wang Qianqian twitched the corners of her mouth, and while patting Xiang Qing's back, she muttered in her heart, no one could offend Song Ye, otherwise she would really be cheated to death.

At the other end, a dozen or so adult black-clothed men surrounded Meng Ziheng and the others. After trying out their skills, they didn't fight to the death.

"Haha, you dare to rush out to fight with just this little skill, kids, I am very optimistic about your courage, but your strength is disappointing." As he said, the man stepped on Le Mingyu's stomach, and the four people present , and Le Mingyu was dealt with the worst.

"Hey, there are too many of you who bully others, so let's fight one-on-one." Gu Yitong couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted loudly.

Both Meng Ziheng and Fang Ye were taciturn people, and their skills were also the best among the four. At this time, they judged the situation and knew that they couldn't beat them, so they never resisted and were ready to wait for the opportunity.

"Haha, one-on-one? Well, I want to see how little you can do against me." The man who was stepping on Le Mingyu laughed arrogantly, shifted his target and walked towards Gu Yitong over here.

The other party was a full head taller than Gu Yitong, and when he pressed his big hand, he covered Gu Yitong's head with his palm, suppressing him so much that he couldn't resist.

This insulting action greatly pleased the other party. A dozen or so men looked up to the sky and laughed, not feeling any shame in bullying a child at all.

"Hehe, the heads-up depends on the opponent, how about we compete?" At this moment, a voice came from outside the crowd, clear and cold, even if it was laughing, it sounded without warmth.

Then, there was a man's scream, and everyone turned their heads to see Song Yeyingying in white clothes and white trousers standing behind her, stepping on the knee of a man in black, holding the middle finger of the other's right hand , the smile on his face looked quite malicious at the moment.

"Are you with them? Want to help them get justice? Let me tell you, two fists can't beat four hands, one more you, you are only five people, there is no chance of winning." Just now the gun pointed over The man let go of Gu Yitong, walked over slowly, squinted his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him.

Intuition told him that this handsome boy was different from the other four.

Click.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the man kneeling on the ground let out a scream in an instant. The pain of the middle finger of his right hand being twisted made his face hideous in pain.

"I don't want to listen to nonsense, are you sure you want to continue?" While speaking, Song Ye slowly changed the man and put an index finger in his hand, the indifference in his eyes made people shudder.

Even the man in black, who was used to the strong wind and waves, felt a chill down his back. His right hand was the life of a man with a gun. If he hurt his finger, he would be no different from being disabled.

(End of this chapter)

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