Ye Chen sneered, suddenly grabbed the black man's wrist, and then swung him hard like a baseball bat!

Before the four of them took out their guns, they felt a large black stick weighing more than 100 kilograms hit them sideways. Before they could react, they were instantly swept to the ground.

For a moment, five people were lying in the corner wailing.

The person who was thrown out suffered the worst. His entire right arm was only connected to the body by tendons. In the subsequent impact, his cheekbones, ribs, and leg bones were damaged. , all had serious fractures, and countless bones were broken all over the body.

Although the injuries suffered by the four people were not that serious, the sudden and powerful impact was like being hit by a high-speed car. They were all covered with injuries and were lying on the ground in pain. The living ghosts cry and wolves howl.

They never imagined that an ordinary person could have such powerful power, and they knew in their hearts that this time they met a master, maybe this was the legendary Kung Fu.

At this time, Ye Chen walked up to the five people expressionlessly, looked at the five people's frightened looks, and slowly squatted down.

The five people were so frightened that they subconsciously wanted to hide, but at this time they were already huddled in the corner and had nowhere to hide.

The leading man had already lost half his life, and now he had lost all his previous ferocity, and his whole face was filled with fear and uneasiness.

Ye Chen looked at him and slapped him hard on the face!

The snap echoed throughout the roast goose shop.

Seeing that the man's cheeks were swelling rapidly, Ye Chen smiled and said, "What the fuck is it about the underworld? And the Burning Angel...who gave you this fucking name? Look at that old donkey face of yours, it looks a little bit like an angel." Is it related to your son?"

The man's cheek was in pain as if it was exploding, but at this moment he could only cry and say to Ye Chen, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't know you knew how to kung fu, please let us go, we will never see you again." Here it comes!�

Ye Chen frowned and slapped him hard again.

This crisp sound made the eardrums of the four people next to him hurt.

After Ye Chen slapped him for the second time, he smiled and asked him, "Wasn't it very cruel just now? The posture you held the gun in was so cool. I think you wanted to jump up and shoot. Why did you soften so quickly?"

At this time, the man was beaten so hard that he almost fainted, but the severe pain on his face made his brain extremely clear.

He knew that he had encountered a tough opponent today and that he had no one to help him, so he could only ask for a way out in a low voice.

Thinking of this, he cried and said, "Sir, I was really wrong... I grew up in a poor family. My father made my mother pregnant and ran away. My mother worked three jobs to raise me. Da, I haven�t read any books. I�ve been working with gangs since I was a child. I beg you, for the sake of my mother, spare my life..."

Ye Chen asked with a smile, "Your current routine is to show weakness and beg for mercy first, and then find more people to help after you get out, right?"

The man quickly said, "No, no! Absolutely not! I swear to God!"

Ye Chen slapped him in the face and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you never say anything about God, but you still hold a gun to collect protection money? With a gun, you are a burning angel, without a gun, you are God's Lamb, do you believe in God or guns?�

"I...I..." The man was questioned by Ye Chen and didn't know how to answer. He could only bite the bullet and said, "I...I believe in God..." JrNovels.com