The intersection of the pedestrian street was crowded with people, and dozens of vehicles were blocked here, honking their horns constantly.
When Shao Zifeng and others came over, the place was surrounded by three floors and three floors, and quarrels were constantly being heard at this time.
"You don't apologize for hitting someone, do you think this is in your country?"
"We must apologize, so many of us are still afraid that he will fail."
"Call the police, everyone has been injured, and he can't be cheap!"
Yu Xiaoyu, who was supported by Li Yiren, immediately became excited when she saw this. She waved her arms and shouted after her drunkenly, "Apologize. Hiccup~"
"Little Yiyi, let me go, you must apologize!"
Yu Xiaoyu struggled to break free and squeezed in, and was held by Li Yiren: "Mr. Xiaoyu, please slow down, captain, let's go first."
Shao Zifeng, who had smelled alcohol for an afternoon, was a little overwhelmed at this time. He looked at the excited crowd at the traffic light, and he even had the urge to join in.
He glanced at Yu Xiaoyu who was shaking constantly, shook his head vigorously and said to several people, "Since the police have been reported, let's go back first."
Before he could finish speaking, two screams came from the crowd.
Two black youths were surrounded by the crowd and looked at the crowd who kept yelling and smiling, one of them shook his fist and said in English, "What is this group of yellow-skinned garbage called? It's so noisy."
Another chunky black man clenched his wrist: "Sheet, no matter what they are called, this Bichi dares to bite me."
As he said that, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked the girl who fell to the ground in the stomach.
boom!
The girl was kicked and turned over on the ground. She bowed her waist and groaned in pain. Her loose black hair was stuck to her blood-stained face, looking extremely terrifying.
"what are you doing!!"
The young men in suits and ties in the crowd threw down the briefcases in their hands and threw their fists at the chunky black man who was beating with anger.
The chunky black man smiled playfully, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth, he sideways dodged the fist of the man in the suit, and the gray-black luster in his eyes flashed away.
boom!
The young man in a suit rushing forward suddenly arched up, and the clothes on his back exploded, revealing the white shirt underneath.
Pfft!
Under the unbelievable gazes of everyone, the young man in a suit knelt on the ground slowly, clutching his stomach, the black-rimmed glasses slipped from his face and splintered, and then a drop of red blood fell on the lens.
The chunky black man shook his hand in disdain and said, "Trash is trash."
The tall black man frowned: "Floyd, we are here to compete, don't play too much."
"Understood." Floyd shrugged nonchalantly: "Gabriel, you also saw that he bumped into my fist himself, you have to testify for me."
Their behavior sparked even greater anger from the onlookers, and five or six uncles rushed up with fists.
Floyd's eyes turned cold, the gray-black luster in his eyes became more and more intense, and his arms glowed with metallic luster under the streetlights.
The uncle looked at the constantly enlarged fist, a look of horror appeared on his face, and the whole person froze in place.
Floyd imagined what would happen next with a grin on his face.
clang!
Just then, a large rock-covered hand grabbed his wrist, making a harsh symphony of gold and iron, and the sparks from the collision shot out in all directions.
"Battle trainer! It's a war trainer!! Quickly call the Foreign Affairs Bureau!"
Seeing the scene of Mars radiating in all directions, how could the crowd of onlookers not know what happened, they screamed and stepped back, and took out their mobile phones to shoot video from a distance.
Floyd was stunned when he saw the rocky palm. He turned his head and saw that there was another person beside him.
Shao Zifeng's amber vertical pupils looked at the squat black man indifferently, while Beibei squatted on his shoulders, his long tail swung back and forth.
"Which hand hurts?"
"Weht?" Freud was a little puzzled at first, but then realized that his hand was still being grabbed. He tried to draw out his hand, but found that the rock palm was holding his hand tightly like a tong. wrist.
Floyd was suddenly a little embarrassed, and his big black face seemed to darken even more: "Damn, let me go!"
After speaking, he suddenly raised his knees and slammed into Shao Zifeng's chest.
Shao Zifeng's eyes suddenly burst into crimson flames. Pieces of illusory dragon scales appeared in the corners of his eyes. The rocks covering his hands cracked instantly, and fiery flames erupted.
"what!!!"
Floyd wailed in pain, and he watched in horror as his wrist gradually melted: "Gabriel, it's just me, it's just me!"
The tall black man looked at the three people surrounding him and roared: "Get out of my way!"
laugh-
Xiang Nan rushed up to him with a cold face, the dagger in his hand deftly swiped around his Gabriel's wrist, but sparks appeared like steel.
His face changed, his eyes instantly turned pale, and there was a trace of black energy on his body.
puff!
Rao Shiyou's attribute can be immune to some physical damage, and he is still smashed by a huge force to the south.
On the other side, Li Yiming and Kesar looked at each other, outflanked him from left to right, and kicked his chest fiercely.
Boom!
Two dull sounds came, but Gabriel remained motionless, a trace of disdain flashed in his gray-black eyes, and his hands reached out to grab their ankles.
Caesar and the two secretly thought that it was not good, but it was too late.
The muscles on Gabriel's arms skyrocketed, and he lifted the two and threw them out: "Get out of the way!"
Whoa!
The two smashed the window of the store on the street one after another, and smashed into the store, causing bursts of exclamations.
After doing all this, Gabriel twisted his neck and gave Shao Zifeng a sinister smile,
clang!
At this time, an iron pipe hit Gabriel's head from behind, and the enormous force caused the iron pipe to bend into his shape.
Gabriel turned around angrily, Hu Shiwu smiled awkwardly, and then ran away.
As he ran, he turned his head and shouted meanly, "Come after me, if you catch me, I'll give it to you! Hey! Hey!"
"Little man, stop for me!" Gabriel was like an enraged bull, chasing after Hu Shiwu on a rampage, scaring the onlookers over there to flee.
The flame on Shao Zifeng's hand gradually went out, his palm fell into Floyd's wrist, and molten iron dripped from the surroundings, making a sizzling sound when it landed on the ground.
The golden-red vertical pupils swept across the two lying on the ground. The blood on the girl's face had dried up a bit. She was wearing a school uniform and looked young.
At this time, Li Yiren was helping them bandage, and the fierce conflict made Yu Xiaoyu also sober up, and staggered to help.
Shao Zifeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened it, the flames in his pupils became more intense.
He looked coldly at Floyd, who was kneeling on his face and praying.
"I'll ask again, which hand was used to hurt the person."
Looking at the indifferent Shao Zifeng, Freud was about to cry.
I don't understand what you're saying, bro.
Can we speak English
(PS: Knock on the blackboard, this is not forcing it, it is an important foreshadowing.)
(End of this chapter)