Those who offend our China will be punished even if they are far away!

This little Japanese, it won’t be a problem for you, I’ll do it myself.”

After the words came, Ye Luo turned around with murderous intent burst out on his body, his tone was cold, and he carried murderous intent, "I won, but I'll sign a life-and-death case with me."

Hey!

Miyamoto's ugly man sneered and said, "Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, someone came forward to send paper and pen. Miyamoto's ugly man wrote down his name, then looked at Ye Luo with contempt and said, "It turns out he is a soldier. Hehe, that's just an ant. If it's ordinary, you don't even have the qualification to fight with me."

"One punch!"

Seeing the island country's wild words, Ye Luo was so crazy that he raised a finger and said, "Just one punch, I will blow you up. If I can't do it, I will cut myself off."

Wow!

The crowd was in an instant.

Some people shouted loudly, and of course some people thought Ye Luo was too arrogant.

After all, Miyamoto's ugly man performed very well before. Ye Luo was so thin and could defeat him, it would be a miracle, let alone a punch.

Yang Yu had the same idea. She pulled Ye Luo worriedly and whispered: "Ye Luo, don't be impulsive."

"Don't worry, I'm responsible." Ye Luo turned around and smiled, then looked at Miyamoto's ugly man.

Being so contemptuous by an ant, and the woman he liked, intimate with Ye Luo in public, Miyamoto's ugly man felt bad, and said coldly: "I also punch you with one punch."

When he said this, he was full of confidence. He was a real ninja monk and had already practiced to the third level of ninjutsu. His level was similar to the combat power of the third level of Qi training.

With his strength at the third level of Qi training, ordinary people cannot resist a punch and will be killed directly under his fist. He believes Ye Luo will be no exception.

"Come on the ants of China!" Miyamoto's ugly man looked at Ye Luo with contempt.

Oh!

Ye Luo didn't say a single word, and he thought it was dirty when talking to the islanders!

Ye Luo took a step forward, and in the eyes of everyone, Ye Luo smashed the ugly man with a slow speed visible to the naked eye, as if he was practicing Tai Chi.

It was not until the old man woke up and became furious that the people around him realized that they were all deceived by the ugly islanders and the traitor.

Everyone couldn't help but be furious. After that, they thought that Ye Luo would punch the island people violently in anger, but they didn't expect that Ye Luo's punch would be a little soft.

Is Ye Luo scared?

The onlookers couldn't help but feel disappointed and cowardly?

Seeing this, Miyamoto's ugly man looked even more contempt and said gloomyly: "Pretending to be a ghost, I thought I would be annoyed you and dreaming."

With a word, Miyamoto's ugly man suddenly took action.

He punched his hands and smashed them hard towards Ye Luo, like a giant waving a sledgehammer, and with the whistling strong wind, he rushed towards Ye Luo as he was blowing his chest.

The two fists approached quickly.

One is huge, the other is soft and powerless.

In the eyes of everyone, in the contempt of Miyamoto's ugly man, Ye Luo's seemingly soft punch finally collided with Miyamoto's ugly man's fist and made a slight sound.

Miyamoto's ugly man's expression of contempt was frozen quietly.

He found in fear that a terrifying, abundant, torrential force like a river suddenly burst out from Ye Luo's soft fist, almost destroying it, and then the huge force carried on his fist was unstoppable on his chest, destroying all defenses.

This terrifying power almost exceeded his cognition.

He didn't even have time to react, and the huge force had already penetrated his body!

"Plop—"

Miyamoto's ugly man couldn't help but soften, and his whole body knelt on the ground like an apology. Then, his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears began to slowly bleed outside, and the scene was astonishing.

Everyone present was shocked to see it and took a breath of air conditioning.

That soft punch would have such a huge power?

With one punch, Ye Luo didn't even look at Miyamoto's ugly man and walked directly to the young man with a swollen face like a pig's head.

The young man was shocked and shouted: "You, don't come over!"

"Click--"

Ye Luo didn't say nonsense to him at all, and directly kicked his leg and said lightly: "Since you want to be a dog-legged person, a traitor, I will break one of your legs first. If I see you as a dog-legged next time, I will plan to have all the bones on you!"

The young man was frightened and screamed with his legs.

After doing this, Ye Luo turned his head and saluted another military salute to the old veteran of the War of Resistance Against Japan, saying, "Are you satisfied with this?"

The old man's iron-blooded aura was unconcealed and said, "Yes, it's the bloody nature of my Chinese soldiers!"

The onlookers were finally excited!

At this moment, it seems like the inheritance of the beliefs of the two generations of soldiers in China!

Ye Luo took a step forward, and hugged the old man with a soldier's appearance. Then, in the voice of only two people, he said a few words in the old man's ear.

After hearing this, the old man's turbid eyes lit up, he patted Ye Luo on the shoulder and said, "Okay! Good job! I'll leave the funeral to me. You guys go!"

Ye Luo nodded, pulled Yang Yu, and said, "Let's go."

After a moment.

Ye Luo took Yang Yu away, and Yang Yu couldn't help asking: "Ye Luo, is that island man dead? Will there be any trouble killing people in the street like this?"

Ye Luo smiled and said, "He is not dead."

"I'm not dead?" Yang Yu was puzzled.

"Yeah." Ye Luo nodded, and while Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, he said, "But, life is worse than death. In a very short period of time, my punch directly penetrated his body, causing him to kneel down, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his muscles and bones were broken, but he did not take his life. I want to make him worse than death and use the pain of my life to atone for my stupid thoughts.

In Yang Yu's stunned, Ye Luo stopped a taxi and left.

...

On the bank of the south river.

A retro and exquisite loft covering an area of ​​more than ten acres stands beside the water.

Ye Luo looked at the place in front of him and couldn't help but be amazed: "Tsk tsk, not bad, in this era, retro buildings with such exquisite production are rare, but why don't I know when this attic was built?"

Ye Luo walked forward in confusion. After just two steps, a red Faraday suddenly whistled past him and rushed to the parking lot.

Ye Luo didn't care. The fat man said on the phone that this place was a place where monks gathered, and there was an auction at night, so it was normal for luxury cars to appear.

Ye Luo walked forward.

"Ye Luo, stop!"

Just as Ye Luo walked to the door, a sudden loud shout came from behind him.

Ye Luo turned his head and saw the door of the Faraday that had driven past opened. Then, a handsome young man walked out of the car. The sound he just shouted.

"Long Qingshu?" Ye Luo narrowed his eyes. Isn't this person the Long Qingshu who had previously blackmailed the IOU in an unfinished building in the cemetery in the western suburbs.

Long Qingshu strode, his body was full of heroism and a sharp look. He walked over, stared at Ye Luo, and said, "Ye Luo, if you are tactful, return me the IOU, otherwise don't blame me for being polite..."
Chapter completed!