Super System Plundering the Heaven

Three foreigners lined up, all looking at Ye Yu with contempt.

"Boy! You are not brave! Dare to take care of us!"

"Bruce, let me teach this Chinese boy and teach him his skills!"

"Jack, fix him! A Chinese boy dare to stop us? Really think he is a master of kung fu!"

"Hey! Got it!"

A tall man stepped forward and stared at Ye Yu with a smirk. "Boy! Your kung fu in China is rubbish, let dad teach you! What is real kung fu!"

call!

A simple straight punch hit the man's head.

A cracking sound sounded, demonstrating the strength of the punch.

If this punch is hit on the head of an ordinary person, it is enough to knock a person out with one punch!

"Ah! Ye Yu be careful!"

Ak looked at the amazing power of this punch, his face changed, and he shouted anxiously.

In the live broadcast room, many people couldn't bear to watch anymore. They had expected that Ye Yu was hit with a punch to the ground.

Because compared with this tall foreigner, Ye Yu looks a bit "weak and windy."

"Ah! I hope this young man is not beaten too badly!"

"This is the price of a hero saving beauty! Unfortunately, this handsome face!"

"I don't know why, although this man is a strong competitor to Goddess Ak, I still hope he can hit those three foreigners and come to the hero to save the beauty!"

"Sympathy! I also hope that this person will reach three foreigners and save Akko. But let this chance go!"

Ye Yu looked at the fist that came from howling, her face looked indifferent, as if watching an ant waving his fist at himself.

Raising his hand slightly, Ye Yu reached out and stopped in front of the man's fist.

The fists of the United States of America looked at Ye Yu and wanted to reach out to stop himself, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the strength of his hands increased a little.

"Huh! It's ridiculous not to run away and want to block your fist! Look at me without a punch to break you!"

The man's mouth smirked, as if he saw the Chinese man sorrowful with his broken arm.

The stout arm crossed an arc, and smashed into Ye Yu's head severely.

Ye Yu's face remained unchanged. He raised his hand and flicked his fingers slightly against the man's fist.

boom!

Click!

After a violent collision, there was a sound of broken bones.

"Haha! It seems that this Chinese boy is not badly hurt!"

"Oh! The sound of the fracture, I all sound painful! Jack, good job!"

The remaining two Americans smiled proudly.

There was a pain in A Ke's heart, and the tears that endured shed for a moment, "Ye Yu! Hum ... you leave, leave me alone!"

"Ah! Akko, do you really want me to go?" Ye Yu looked at Akko with dim eyes and asked with a chuckle.

"Of course! Hey?" Akko finally responded, "Ye Yu are you okay ?!"

Ye Yu shrugged and said with a smile, "Of course I'm fine, it's them!"

Ye Yu reached out to the three foreigners and said coldly, "Don't you say that Hua Kung Fu is rubbish? Now you should taste the anger from Hua Kung Fu!"

"Oh, it's a complaint! This Chinese is a devil! Come and save me!"

Jack, who had fisted before, twisted his face and sorrowed in pain. Until now, Jack felt the pain from the tear in his arm.

Jack's right arm dangled from one side of his body, forming a weird angle, apparently broken.

The remaining two Americans hurried forward to look at Jack. After seeing Jack's misery, his body shivered.

Watching Ye Yu approaching slowly, the two looked pale and trembled, "You, don't come over, we're calling the police!"

"Yes! We will call the police when you come over again. You are intentionally hurting people!"