I got rich by extracting skills from games

At this time, a group of strong men holding machetes appeared in front of the two men. There were about twelve or thirteen of them, and all of them had various tattoos on their arms. The leader was Zhao Feng, whose face was sunken.

Three black Santanas were parked behind them, blocking the two men's retreat.

Seven or eight gangsters each held a baseball bat in their hands, and they were also ferocious and fierce.

Seeing that Zhou Yuchen was not afraid but proposed to kill Zhao Feng, Xin Yanhai showed a trace of surprise on his face and said, "Mr. Zhou, you don't seem to be an ordinary person."

Zhou Yuchen said, "It's not too late to talk after we get through this. Catch the leader first. I'll open a way for you later."

Xin Yanhai looked at him deeply and said, "If you help me get revenge, my life will be yours from now on."

"You're too polite."

Zhou Yuchen took out his mobile phone and said while looking for the recording interface, "Don't talk nonsense after getting off the car. I have to record Zhao Feng's words as evidence of our legitimate defense."

Soon, Zhou Yuchen finished recording, opened the car door with Xin Yanhai, and walked out.

"You two are quite courageous. I thought you didn't dare to get out of the car."

Zhao Feng said faintly while smoking a cigar.

Zhou Yuchen said: "Mr. Zhao, everyone saw that your son was shot to death by his men. You are looking for revenge on us, but you have found the wrong target." Zhao Feng said coldly: "I have investigated everything clearly. If you hadn't snatched the raw stone from Yifan, Yifan would not have shot you. If it wasn't for this guy named Xin, Yifan wouldn't have been shot. The bastard who shot the mouse must die. You two must also be buried with my son. "

Zhou Yuchen deliberately shouted: "You are too unreasonable. It was your son who wanted to rob my money. I was obviously a victim, how could I suddenly become a murderer?"

Zhao Feng said: "The bigger the fist, the more reasonable it is. Boy, today your life is mine, and the money in the card is also mine."

Zhou Yuchen said: "Mr. Zhao, I will give you 1 billion to buy the lives of the two of us. Is it okay?"

Zhao Feng said: "You are not qualified to negotiate with me. Brothers, kill the Xin surnamed and capture the Zhou surnamed alive."

"Kill"

Thirteen gangsters in front waved machetes, and seven or eight gangsters in the back waved baseball bats and rushed towards the two men.

Zhou Yuchen bent down and grabbed a stone and hit it out, hitting the forehead of the strong man in the front.

The strong man screamed, blood gushed out, and fell to the ground and fainted.

The two thugs behind him ran too fast and couldn't stop the car. They were tripped by him and fell to the ground, and the machete in their hands also fell out of their hands.

Xin Yanhai saw the opportunity and wanted to go forward to grab the knife.

Suddenly, his eyes blurred and Zhou Yuchen had rushed out like the wind, with an incredible speed.

He picked up a knife and tapped the heads of the two thugs who wanted to get up with his right toe.

The two thugs rolled their eyes and fainted directly.

Seeing the super speed and explosive power displayed by Zhou Yuchen, Xin Yanhai realized that the other party was actually a master of Chinese martial arts who was more powerful than himself.

"Catch the thief first."

Zhou Yuchen shouted loudly, reminding Xin Yanhai, and then the machete in his hand turned into thunder and lightning, and all the thugs who attacked were chopped to the ground.

Zhou Yuchen, who is proficient in Xingyiquan and Tai Chi, is best at using a spear and has never dabbled in swordsmanship.

But his strength, speed and reaction ability far exceeded that of ordinary people. With a long knife in his hand, he didn't need any moves at all, just chopped it directly.

Others chopped once, but he could chop four or five times, and almost every chop drew blood. In less than a minute, he had already chopped five or six gangsters to the ground.

Although Xin Yanhai's kung fu was not as good as Zhou Yuchen's, he had too much fighting experience.

Seeing that Zhou Yuchen attracted most of the opponent's firepower, Xin Yanhai immediately rushed to Zhao Feng who was hiding behind the gangsters like a cheetah.

A gangster shouted and swung a long knife to slash at Xin Yanhai.

"Humph"

Xin Yanhai sneered and used the special forces' best kung fu of bare-handed combat. He kicked the gangster's wrist and threw the machete into the sky.

When it fell, Xin Yanhai had already kicked the gangster away, and his long arms stretched out lightly, just catching the falling machete.

Unlike Zhou Yuchen, Xin Yanhai had obviously practiced knife skills. With a machete in his hand, he was extremely sharp and ruthless. Wherever he went, no gangster could stand up to him.

After cutting off the arms of three gangsters in succession, Xin Yanhai, who was already stained with blood, said nothing and rushed towards Zhao Feng, who was in panic, like a high-speed train.

Zhao FengI thought it would be easy to deal with Xin Yanhai and Zhou Yuchen, but they turned out to be two hungry wolves in sheep's clothing. In less than three minutes, they beat his men to a pulp.

Seeing Xin Yanhai's murderous look, Zhao Feng was not panicked. He retreated and pulled out a pistol from his waist.

Without hesitation, Zhao Feng fired three shots at Xin Yanhai in succession.

Xin Yanhai sensed the danger, and his hair stood on end. He swayed left and right, and narrowly avoided the attack of three bullets.

One of the bullets passed in front of him, and he could even smell the gunpowder from the bullet.

"Damn it."

Zhao Feng cursed, and when he was about to shoot again, a machete whistled towards him, and Zhao Feng was so scared that he quickly dodged.

Taking advantage of this time gap, Xin Yanhai rushed to Zhao Feng, punched him in the throat, and took the gun from his hand.

Zhao Feng covered his throat and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he said nothing and fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

After killing Zhao Feng, Xin Yanhai felt relieved and turned to look at Zhou Yuchen.

At this time, he was standing in the middle of a group of hooligans lying on the ground and wailing, pointing his machete at the hooligans holding baseball bats behind him, with the momentum of one man blocking the pass and ten thousand men unable to open it.

"Bang"

Xin Yanhai fired a shot directly into the air and shouted: "Zhao Feng is dead, do you still want to work for him?"

The hooligans looked at each other, threw down their baseball bats, and fled in all directions.

Zhou Yuchen took a deep breath, threw away the machete, took out his mobile phone, and called the police.

After briefly explaining the incident and his location to the police, Zhou Yuchen came to Xin Yanhai, looked at the dead Zhao Feng, and said, "Do you have a cigarette?"

Xin Yanhai said, "Yes."

The two walked to the side, each lit a cigarette, and started smoking.