The bald strong man was confused and stared at Zhang Fei with disbelief. Zhang Fei's scar not only shocked the bald strong man, but even the dozen people who had surrounded him were staring at Zhang Fei with amazement.

No one expected that Zhang Fei would have so many glorious medals on his body, and those hideous scars and the visual impact would be absolutely amazing.

"This..." said the bald strong man with a trembling trembling.

The bald and strong man has never seen the world. On the contrary, the bald and strong man who has been living in society for many years sees more than ordinary people. Just a glance, the bald and strong man has already identified that most of the scars on Zhang Fei's body are scars such as sword wounds.

In the past, I was shocked to see some people having three or five scars. Even the bald and strong man, the man who had been in prison for ten years, had only three scars on his body. He was a ruthless character who was once famous in Yangcheng.

But now compared with Zhang Fei, he is really a witch.

"The scars on this man?"

"It's so scary."

At this time, the few people who had surrounded Shen Hao muttered in shock.

At this moment, Zheng Peng could not help but waver his original thoughts after seeing Zhang Fei's scars. After all, he was not stupid, so he naturally saw at a glance that Zhang Fei was definitely not an ordinary person.

But soon the shock in his heart was immediately covered by anger. When he thought that his business that originally belonged to him was taken away by these two people, a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes.

"I'm the code, who are you scaring? I'm so afraid of you, so many people? I'll give it to me, and I'll do my best to greet me. As long as I don't have a life, it's done." Zheng Peng roared angrily.

With Zheng Peng's roar, the people around him also woke up from a shock. As Zheng Peng said, there are so many people here now that there are no need to be afraid of the two people in front of him. Even if one of them is covered with scars, it looks like a war god.

The truth that bullies the fewer people is still an eternal truth. Fighting and finding faults is the final competition of one person. Whoever has the advantage, then the balance will tilt to which side.

After moving, the bald strong man started moving first. After hearing Zheng Peng's whisper, he immediately waved the stick in his hand and waved towards Zhang Fei.

The bald and strong man practiced Kung Fu, but the strength in his hand was not small at all. The stick waving in his hand was full of wind, and the stick with the strong wind fell straight towards Zhang Fei's body.

Seeing that the wooden stick was about to fall on Zhang Fei's shoulder, the expression on the bald strong man's face changed, and he looked at Zhang Fei in front of him with an incredible face.

My wooden stick was actually held up. No, to be precise, I was caught.

The bald man knows the strength of his hand, but he does not do much to chop bricks with bare hands on his daily life, which is enough to show that the bald man's strength is not small at all.

But, just like such a powerful master, the wooden stick that was waving was easily blocked by someone.

"Drink, Cao Nima." Zhang Fei shouted angrily.

With one hand, he exerted force, and his solid muscles burst out with terrible power. He pulled the wooden stick into his hand, and the bald and strong man also pulled it to Zhang Fei's side.

Without any sense of stagnation and blockage, Zhang Fei clenched his fist with one hand and the fist with the strong wind had already hit the bald strong man's belly.

A "bang" sounded, and the bald strong man immediately felt a severe pain coming from his stomach. His stomach seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and the pain was unbearable.

With a "Wow.", the strong man's throat sweetened, and he couldn't help but vomited blood, and he fell down powerlessly.

With a punch, Zhang Fei's movements in his hand did not stop at all. The wooden stick waved in his hand and the wooden stick with strong wind directly greeted the people around him.

In just a blink of an eye, as many as eight people had already lie down beside Zhang Fei.

On the other hand, Shen Hao took advantage of this skill to snatch a man's wooden stick and successfully overturned a man to the ground.

But Shen Hao is no better than Zhang Fei. Shen Hao is at best a normal person. Even though he learned the skills of a three-legged cat in college, he is not a war god like Zhang Fei after all.

Just knocking down one person, Shen Hao had already been hit by two sticks on the back. Fortunately, Shen Hao was a man with thick skin and thick flesh. After being hit by two sticks, he did not fall down.

Zhang Fei was dealing with the few people in front of him, and as soon as he rushed, he had already arrived at Shen Hao's side, and the wooden sticks in his hand began to dance one after another.

"Bang bang bang." Sudden dull sounds sounded.

In just ten seconds, more than ten people had already lie down in the alley. The people Zheng Peng brought, whether they were bald men or ordinary men, were all covering a place and lying on the ground wailing in pain.

Zheng Peng looked at his subordinate who had been knocked down in an instant, and his whole body trembled involuntarily, and he looked at Zhang Fei in front of him with trembling all over.

The trembling words "change... state..." were finally spoken from Zheng Peng.

Zheng Peng has seen someone who can fight, just like the bald strong man under his command. There is no problem with fighting three by one person, and even five is not a problem. But he has never seen a master who can fight like Zhang Fei. In a moment, more than ten people have been knocked down. If this hadn't really appeared in front of Zheng Peng, Zheng Peng would have thought he was watching a movie.

"Hu, Brother Fei, you can fight. You can knock these people down after working hard." Shen Hao rubbed his shoulders and said to Zhang Fei.

"It's just a group of gangsters, things that cannot be used on the table." Zhang Fei waved his hand indifferently and said.

"That's right, it's time to find the right owner." Shen Hao picked up a stick on the ground and stared at Zheng Peng who was swaying in front of him with a mockery look on his face.

Slowly, Shen Hao led Zhang Fei to Zheng Peng step by step. Facing the two of them approaching, Zheng Peng's legs seemed to be filled with a thousand kilograms of lead, and it was difficult to move at all.

"Brother Peng? How about you, give me a chance? Call me and shake people over?" Shen Hao took out his cell phone and sent it to Zheng Peng.
Chapter completed!