Chapter 1972 Young Master Song
"Ignorant guy, do you know that Mr. Song is the young master of the Song family? The Song family, you know," Anze roared, and he hit Lu Xuan with his fists.
But before the fist came, only a sound of breaking through the air was heard, and Lu Xuan's lightning-fast slap had already hit Anze's mouth.
"Ah!" Anze let out a scream and flew backwards. Fortunately, Young Master Song hid in time, otherwise it would have hit him.
Anze, who fell to the ground, was almost stunned from the beating. He covered his bleeding mouth, and the easy-going man slowly got up, pointed at Lu Xuan and said: "You dare to hit me, and you hit me in front of Young Master Song. You are dead!"
"If you don't want to be beaten again, get out of here," Lu Xuan said impatiently, "And you, Mr. Song, get out of here too, or I'll beat you up too."
Arrogant, too arrogant!
Both An's father and An's mother were a little scared. How could Lu Xuan be so powerful? How could he, a working man, dare to hit anyone?
Isn't it a bit too pretentious? Once Mr. Song calls for someone, even if Lu Xuan is good at it, he can't beat four hands with two fists. What's more, the Song family is still such a big family.
However, how could Young Master Song shrink back and said coldly: "What a brave boy, you are very brave. If you dare to play tricks on me like this, there will be no easy end."
Mr. Song is not a fool. He can see that Lu Xuan is very skilled!
After saying this, there was suddenly the sound of people going upstairs, and there were quite a few people!
Young Master Song's face turned cold, and then he kept walking backwards, exiting the door and standing at the entrance of the stairs.
The sound of swinging knives and sticks could be heard faintly on the stairs. The person coming was very aggressive!
Soon, a dozen men with machetes and sticks rushed to the stairs. At this moment, An's father and An's father were so frightened that their bodies began to tremble.
It’s all under the knife! Sure enough, the children of such a big family are really not to be messed with, and they are not afraid even if someone is killed.
"Kill him," Song Shao pointed at Lu Xuan and shouted loudly.
As soon as Young Master Song finished speaking, those people rushed into the house with murderous intent.
His fists and feet were invisible, and it was difficult to attack in the narrow living room. Lu Xuan moved his mind and body, and walked directly to the door in a few large steps.
At this moment, Lu Xuan's body squeezed inward, and his skills were as fast as thunder. He patted the two people's heads and slammed them together, making a loud snap.
The two of them fell down without even making a sound. Just like the same pattern, Lu Xuan moved quickly, choosing the right one to strike. The people behind him didn't have time to rush in. They didn't know what was going on, but they had already fallen down several times. By the time he reacted, Lu Xuan had already rushed into the inner circle.
The people on both sides noticed Lu Xuan, raised their swords and beckoned towards him. Lu Xuan pressed his body against the man with the highest sword, and at the same time pushed him to the ground with his elbows.
Lu Xuan's figure then slipped and pressed against a big man. The swords in the besieging big men's hands didn't know where to strike. The swords were raised high, but they couldn't make a move, and they were all in a hurry.
At this time, Lu Xuan didn't have any scruples. He attacked each one and knocked down another one. When he passed by, one fell down. His movements were quick and slippery.
He didn't even bother to grab the knife. There were so many people and it was so crowded. He picked a crowded place and stuck it. However, his efficiency was too high and he fell down quickly. He only hit hard when he shot, leaving him unconscious and disabled.
The sound of breaking bones and elbows kept ringing, and the muffled moans and screams continued. The ghostly figure wandered in the crowd like a ghost, moving quickly, with a smooth body, twisting and turning, constantly changing postures, and the hands were constantly moving. wrong.
Screams kept coming from the entire staircase.
Young Master Song was also dumbfounded. This boy was so awesome!
This was not possible. Song saw that the situation was not good, so he quietly squeezed through a few people and hurriedly went down the stairs.
As their eldest son, Mr. Song, that person was of course the one who followed him. Seeing that Mr. Song was about to go downstairs, he even gave up his position.
People around him kept falling down, and people rushing up from downstairs.
Master Song has really raised a lot of thugs!
How could you hit Ruozhu's boyfriend?
An's father and An's mother were stunned, while An Ruozhu looked appreciative of Lu Xuan's perfect personal fighting skills.
Of course, Anze turned pale with fright. Who is this kid? This is too perverted. Not only did he dare to offend Young Master Song, but he was also so skilled!
Lu Xuan's body reached its limit of creativity, his movements were as smooth as flowing water, and he was a master of hand-to-hand combat using all kinds of tricks.
Sticking it again and again, the movements of the hands are controlled to explode within a one-foot range. Fists and palms are interlaced, elbows and shoulders are bumping. The movements are lightning fast. If they touch, the person will be knocked down. The figure is flying, and the sound of cracking bones can be heard continuously.
Within a few minutes, the ground was full of people. Those who reacted faster fell to the ground before he could catch him. A few minutes were enough to see how cruel he was.
The quick and gorgeous movements of his hands within a foot of him, breaking bones, colliding bones, cracking bones, and shattering bones, are quick and cruel, and precise. He can carry a person away with just a slippery crouch and stick close to him, and people are constantly flying. He picked up the weapon, and the parts he held were all bony protrusions. With the sound of bone cracking, the man flew out a meter away, taking several people with him.
There was no way to fight this fight. There were still many people standing on the stairs downstairs, but they were all frightened when they saw Lu Xuan's ruthless skills.
There was a look of fear in their eyes. When the ghost passed by, no one could stop it. Some people fell to the ground to avoid the unforeseen disaster.
"run!"
This was the person who had not had time to rush up. His first thought was followed by another thumping sound. All the remaining thugs ran down the stairs and disappeared. Only the entrance of the stairs was left. The person Xuan injured was groaning in pain.
Of course, there were many more. Lu Xuan didn't hit him at all, but pretended to be dead on the ground——
Don't chase after poor bandits. Lu Xuan will stop when he sees fit and don't do unnecessary physical work.
After fighting and exercising just now, Lu Xuan consumed a lot of energy. He immediately solved the problem of bloated stomach and felt much more comfortable.
Lu Xuan, who had had enough rage, stopped attacking, took out a cigarette, lit it, blew out a smoke ring, pointed at the people shrinking around him, and made a downward gesture with cold eyes.
All around his feet were tired and shrunken people. They didn't even dare to moan loudly in pain. The people underground could feel his cruelty. He was so cruel!
After seeing Lu Xuan's instructions, they endured the pain on their bodies, climbed up quickly, and went downstairs in a hurry. Of course, some people were so frightened that they rolled down the stairs, getting more injured and letting out shrill screams.
