C32 Is He Still Alone?
C32 Is He Still Alone?
"You took off your clothes and ran away, making us happy. Maybe you can still live."
"If you dare to say no, I will break all the bones in your body and make you unable to live!"
Yang Ling sneered when he heard that. "Is that so? Then you can try and see whose bones are harder."
"You are courting death!"
The Black Snake was very angry and shouted, "Attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Snake only felt a strong wind blowing by his ears. Then, his forehead hurt, and he almost could not stand steadily.
He looked down and saw a coin rolling under his feet.
In the next moment, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and Yang Ling's fist fiercely smashed onto his face!
With a dull thud, before the Black Snake could scream, his nose started bleeding and he fell to the ground.
"Instant kill!"
Yang Ling sneered and then his body moved like the wind, dodging the steel pipes that the thugs threw at him. He used another coin to attack!
"Throwing Proficiency skill activated!"
The System's voice rang out. A person fell to the ground. He screamed and could not stand up anymore.
But this time, Yang Ling was surrounded.
This group of people was able to make a name for themselves. They were indeed very fierce. Every time, they wanted to take his life. In the face of so many people ganging up on him, even the champion might not be able to take care of him.
But who was Yang Ling?
"Taiji Fist Proficiency, activate!"
After that, Yang Ling unleashed a powerful energy from his body. He pushed his palms forward and then formed a fist, unleashing a powerful Taichi Fist.
Combined with the 19 points of Dexterity, the steel pipes and machetes could not hit him at all.
Even with his 14 points of Power, he was far more powerful than an average adult. If one was hit by his fist, it would be like being hit by a hammer, causing one's bones to fracture on the spot!
At this moment, the Black Snake who had not fainted was frightened by the scene in front of him. Its face turned pale because it saw a person hitting more than a dozen people. It was almost like one punch per person!
As for his little brother, he couldn't even touch a strand of Yang Ling's hair.
Was Yang Ling Huang Feihong or Ye Wen? Or was it some Divine Weapon King?
Was this something a human could do?
The Black Snake wanted to faint on the spot. However, after coming into contact with Yang Ling's cold gaze, his hair stood on end. In the end, he didn't even have the courage to faint!
In less than ten minutes, besides Yang Ling, no one else could stand.
Yang Ling took a deep breath and stepped on the Black Snake's face again. He said coldly, "What's wrong? Didn't you want to break all the bones in my body?"
"What about now?"
He used some strength in this kick, and the Black Snake cried out in pain, "Brother Yang, we misjudged you. We offended you, so we hope you won't mind. Let me go!"
"Let you go?"
Yang Ling sneered and said, "You were steel pipes and machetes just now. Do you want to let me go? "
He let out a fierce breath. Then, he kicked at the Black Snake. Immediately, one of his arms was broken by him on the spot!
After a heart-wrenching scream, the Black Snake cried out in pain, "Spare me, Brother Yang, please spare me!"
"I'll give you money! I beg you to let me go!"
At this moment, one of his subordinates got up, scaring him so much that he screamed and ran far away!
"Go?"
Yang Ling kicked a steel pipe and said, "Activate Throwing Proficiency!"
Then, the steel pipe flew straight at him and smashed into his leg.
The man fell to the ground with a bang. He screamed and covered his leg. Looking at the bent angle of the steel pipe, his leg should be broken.