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Volume Two, Chapter Two, Poor

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    After hitting Han Fenghuan's left arm with one foot, a sinister smile flashed at the corner of Watanabe's mouth, thinking that the arm should be a comminuted fracture, right?

    With a muffled bang, Han Fenghuan swayed.

    Yehe no longer concealed the smile on the corner of his mouth: "Watanabe-kun, yours" Just as he was about to praise Watanabe for a few words, he suddenly found that his face turned white instantly, and he couldn't continue the following words.

    What came from Watanabe's leg was not the kind of click he had imagined.

    Because when he kicked Han Fenghuan's arm with all his strength, it felt like kicking on a piece of iron stone.  Tieshi didn't move at all, but a heart-piercing pain was sent back to the brain along the nerves of the toes.

    Ah Watanabe felt that something was wrong under the lightning flash of his thoughts, and he quickly adjusted his posture without caring about enjoying the pleasure of pain.  The body twisted in mid-air, and the kicked left foot wanted to retract, planning to hit the chin of the nasty young man in front of him with a beautiful round kick after landing.

    Being able to think of the next step in an instant, Watanabe is not slow to respond.  But there is an old saying in China: planning is not as good as change.  At this time, he is the verifier of this truth.

    Han Fenghuan didn't give him a chance to realize his wishful thinking. After blocking his right foot with his left arm, he stretched out his right hand like lightning to grab his ankle, pulled it back, and then raised his right knee to face his ankle.  The inside of the calf pushed up hard.

    Click

    Yehe heard the long-awaited pleasant fracture sound.

    Following Watanabe's perverted howl, his calf strangely turned into a ninety-degree right angle on Han Fenghuan's knee, and the snow-white head-on bone pierced the skin and trousers, with traces of blood, as if he had no face on his face.  The flagpole with the flag was inserted alone at the foot of the mountain, with desolation.

    "Ah!" The bloody scene made Liu Qinqin close her eyes and cover her mouth for a while to retch.  Chen Ming and Han Yujun who were standing at the stairs also shivered at the same time.

    Yue Qi was so used to it, he didn't even blink his eyes, he just stretched out his arms to embrace the stunned Yue Wushang beside him: "It's okay."

    "Um¡­¡­"

    To Yue Qi's surprise, Yue Wushang was not as frightened as she imagined, she just nodded heavily and murmured: "So handsome."

    Han Fenghuan watched coldly as Watanabe, who lay unconscious on the ground, let go of his hand, and the right leg, which was only connected by muscles, fell to the ground with a clatter.

    "Hmm" Watanabe screamed in a low voice, just woke up from a coma and passed out again, because Han Fenghuan stepped on his left hand and suddenly exerted force.  The sound of bone cracking this time was not pleasant. In Watanabe's screams, the sound of bone cracking could be completely ignored.

    Han Fenghuan looked at Yehe, who was sweating profusely, and said in a low voice, expressionless: "I always keep my word. I said that people from country r who can kung fu in country r must leave their hands behind. I will go to fulfill my promise."  Work hard." As he spoke, he kept stepping on Watanabe's right hand again, just like a naughty boy stepping on mud on a rainy day, trampling a few times casually.  This time Watanabe's right hand instantly turned into an invisible stick.

    All the people in the hall looked at Han Fenghuan with their mouths half open, with fear in their eyes.  The last few waitresses even crouched down and started throwing up.

    There was only one person present who was not very satisfied with this fate, and that was Yue Qi.

    "This guy didn't wake up from the pain this time. Damn, the protagonist doesn't know about such an interesting thing, it's so boring." He let go of Yue Wushang's shoulder and muttered dissatisfiedly to himself.

    Looking at Watanabe who was unconscious on the ground, cold sweat appeared on Yehe's forehead, and the sweat flowing down his forehead made his eyes barely see the devilish young man in front of him.  He just subconsciously hissed with trembling lips: "You" But he couldn't say anything.

    As if nothing had happened, Han Fenghuan looked at him coldly without saying a word.

    After a long time, he turned around and faced Yue Qi: "I think you understand one thing."

    "I know, you don't want people from country r to walk out of the door intact before your promise is fully realized." Yue Qi rubbed his chin and said with a wry smile: "I also know what you said  I don¡¯t know when I can get rid of Shiyi¡¯s bad temper, because I come to wipe your ass almost every time.¡±

    The corner of Han Fenghuan's mouth curled up, and just as that smile was about to surface, he pressed his lips tightly again.

    "Cough Yue Qi coughed lightly and said to the stunned Ye He: "I give you a good suggestion, that is, you hurry up and cripple your hands.  I promise he won't embarrass you again, what do you think?  "

    Not to mention persuading others to self-harm, but also asking the victim to acknowledge his sympathy.He said: "It's a fool to be willing to give up hope at this time."

    He looked up at the rest of the people: "What about you? Did you do it yourself or?"

    Seeing Yehe and Watanabe both unconscious, the rest of the 6 people were trembling with pale faces in their calves.

    Humpty Wang Hong was awakened by the screams long ago.  When he saw the fate of Watanabe and Nohe who had been tortured, he really regretted why he woke up by himself, but he still had a little extravagant hope.  Seeing Han Fenghuan staring at him coldly with cold eyes, Wang Hong quickly showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Brother, I, I am from China, I am not from country r."

    Han Fenghuan looked at him expressionlessly and said slowly, "I know, you are not from country r."

    "Yes, yes. I am really from Huaxia" Wang Hong seemed to have found a talisman from this sentence.  But what Han Fenghuan said afterwards completely shattered Wang Hong's hope: "But you should be punished more than the people of country r, because you are not human at all."

    "Ah!" Wang Hong opened his mouth wide, and the smile on his face suddenly turned into regret and fear.

    Regret that his mother brought him into this world, regret that he met these people from country r and acted as their pawn, regret that he should really stay at home tonight, lie comfortably on Xiao Taohong's belly and not go out.  Originally, there are many times in life, regret is equal to what will be paid.  Now Wang Hong can't show anything other than fear.

    Yue Qi took a look at the remaining few people and asked quietly: "Can you tell me what these bastards did wrong tonight to provoke you to be so aggressive?"

    Han Fenghuan took a few steps forward, fixed his eyes on Wang Hong and said slowly: "Some people say that in the whole of Asia, judo is the strongest kung fu" Looking at the several security guards who were still unconscious  There was silence for a few seconds: "There is nothing wrong with this at first, but they shouldn't use Chinese people as living targets."

    It turned out that this was the case, only then did Yue Qi understand why he made such a deadly move.

    He knew Han Fenghuan's temper very well, and he always said what he said.  If the two people who were lying down came to the sky to make trouble just to show off their little skills, Han Fenghuan would not be so decisive even if he intervened, but now he must have other reasons for doing so.

    Sure enough, he heard Han Fenghuan lower his voice again: "The most important thing is that they are the kamikaze team from country r."

    Kamikaze?  !

    After hearing these three words, Yue Qi suddenly laughed: "Actually, we shouldn't keep their hands"

    After Wang Hong saw Han Fenghuan approaching, his legs kept swinging.  At this moment, his hands seemed to be redundant, and he didn't know where to put them. Perhaps it was the most reasonable to let the two cheetah-like men in front of him stay.

    Just when he smelled the stench from his crotch, he suddenly heard Yue Qi say so.  His eyes lit up involuntarily, and even the small bumps on both sides of his nose were filled with joyful life in an instant: "Yes, yes. It really shouldn't be like this, let alone I'm really a Chinese  "

    As soon as the words came to this point, Yue Qi interrupted with a smile: "you should keep your head." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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