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"Grandpa, Grandpa!"

"You are my grandpa!!!"

Fei Ge didn't act as tough as Huang Mao, and immediately chose to beg for mercy like a coward.

Why had the always gentle Fang Cheng become so strong, easily subduing an arrogant hooligan with one hand?

"Fei Ge!"

The other two lackeys came back to their senses and hurriedly helped their leader, who was in excruciating pain.

Fei Ge tremblingly got up from the ground, holding his right hand, which seemed to be fractured, and looked at Fang Cheng with both fear and anger.

"Okay, okay, you have guts, you wait..."

His confidence seemed a little lacking.

After saying a few harsh words, he put his fingers in his mouth and whistled "Shh!"

Along with the whistle piercing the night sky, there was a crash of tables and chairs falling over from the nearby food stalls.

Immediately afterwards, a group of young people with dyed hair and earrings pushed through the crowd and ran over one after another, shouting:

"Boss, what's wrong?", "Fei Ge, who are you going to teach a lesson to this time?"

They looked numerous and aggressive, each holding folding stools and beer bottles as weapons.

When the surrounding people saw this, they immediately dodged away, fearing to be involved.

"Cheng Ge, they are all gangsters, let's run away quickly!"

Zhou Xiumei nervously tugged at Fang Cheng's sleeve with both hands, reminding him in a low voice.

"It's okay, you step back a little further."

Fang Cheng took off his bag, handed it to Zhou Xiumei, and smiled at her:

"To tell you the truth, I've been practicing boxing at the boxing gym, and tonight is a good opportunity to try them out!"

"But..."

Zhou Xiumei's eyes widened, and she subconsciously took the bag.

In the meantime, Fang Cheng had already taken a big step and took the initiative to meet the gathered gangsters.

He raised his hands and legs, stretched his muscles and bones, glanced around, and asked casually:

"Is everyone here yet?"

At this moment, in addition to the three gangsters, there were eight or nine more people who had joined.

"You brat, who do you think you are, fighting ten by yourself?"

"Since you're so brave, don't blame us for bullying you with numbers, everyone attack together!"

In front of everyone, Fei Ge also paid attention to face, said a few words to boost morale, and then waved his hand to order his men to rush forward.

He quickly retreated to a safe position to avoid being caught and beaten again.

Fang Cheng raised his fists and adopted a steady stance.

He had no intention of capturing the leader first, but stared at a gangster who was taking the lead and performing the most bravely.

He stepped on the ground, and his figure instantly darted out like an arrow.

Smack!

A sprinting step, a side-dodging straight punch, quickly pierced through the air and hit the opponent's nasal bone hard.

The huge impact made the gangster's head shake, and he lost consciousness in pain, and then fell straight back.

Fang Cheng didn't relax at all after cleanly KO'ing an enemy as soon as he started fighting.

A subtle sound of air breaking sounded in his ear, he glanced at the corner of his eye, and quickly took a step and side-kicked.

Clang!

The wine bottle fell out of his hand and shattered, and the attacker also slumped down like a shrimp bending over.

Fang Cheng's figure didn't stop, and then another sway dodged the punches of the other two people.

Then he quickly retreated, while widening the distance, while adjusting his stance, trying to get out of the encirclement as soon as possible.

But he found that after only a few seconds of entanglement, all the surrounding gaps had been blocked.

These gangsters won't talk about brotherhood when they fight, they take turns in line, and go up to fight one-on-one.

What they are best at is street brawls where they compare who has more people.

Suddenly!

Another sound of air breaking sounded behind his head, approaching quickly.

Fang Cheng happened to dodge a gangster's kick.

He didn't have time to dodge, so he could only barely turn sideways and block the folding stool that was being swung at his head with his arm.

Smack!

The stool hit the muscles of his arm with a whistling sound.

The dull sound made the onlookers tremble.

They all predicted that this handsome and gentle young man was probably going to be in trouble!

Zhou Xiumei, who was standing aside, instantly clenched her heart, clutching the corners of her clothes tightly.

She couldn't help but take a few steps forward, not caring about anything in her heart, just wanting to help Fang Cheng.

However, as soon as she moved her feet, her eyes instantly shone brightly, full of surprise and joy.

I saw Fang Cheng suddenly leaned down, using his back to withstand the attacks of other people's punches and kicks, and tightly hugged the gangster who was swinging the bench.

With a waist-hugging throw, he directly lifted his opponent up, turned around 360 degrees, and then threw him out hard.

The surrounding gangsters were forced to retreat and scattered.

The unlucky ghost was thrown three meters away, directly knocking over a barbecue stall.

The hot charcoal fire ignited his clothes and stung his skin, causing him to roll around on the ground, screaming for help.

Several passers-by were also affected.

"Whew—"

Fang Cheng gasped slightly, calming the violent heartbeat caused by the burst just now.

The pain from his arms and back did not make him flinch.

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Instead, it made his whole body's blood surge, making him more and more excited.

He twisted his neck, and his feet began to skip in small steps, adjusting his state.

Obviously, he was not very satisfied with his previous combat performance.

"This kid has learned martial arts, don't give him a chance to breathe, you guys hurry up and continue!"

In the blink of an eye, Fei Ge's face changed slightly as he lost three main players, hiding in the crowd and yelling, directing the battle.

Facing the gangsters who were regrouping, Fang Cheng's eyes were fiery, and he muttered in a low voice:

"Focus skill, activate!"

In an instant, his eyes calmed down, and his breathing became much smoother.

The noise of the surrounding onlookers and Zhou Xiumei's shouts flew past his ears quickly and disappeared quickly.

All that was left in front of him was a group of grinning figures, like vicious dogs.

Seemingly aware of the advantage of having more people, two gangsters exchanged glances, took the lead and shouted loudly, rushing up from the left and right.

They tried to replicate Fang Cheng's previous technique of hugging people around the waist in order to restrict the opponent's actions and allow other brothers to take the opportunity to attack.

But Fang Cheng didn't give them a chance at all.

He quickly raised his leg and sent his hips, a backward straight kick, knocking one of them over.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to deal with the other person whose hand was already on his shoulder.

Taking the wrist and turning his back, twisting his waist to exert force, a single-arm over-shoulder throw.

That person flew straight over his head, falling dizzy.

Instantly solving two people, Fang Cheng was quick-witted and quick-handed, and grabbed another leg that was flying over.

Then, taking advantage of the situation, he pulled it, without any effort, he let the gangster play a big split on the ground, crying in pain while covering his crotch.

After many actual battles, Fang Cheng's combat experience has obviously grown.

At this time, he changed his strategy and no longer pursued the effect of killing with one blow.

Instead, he used both hands to protect the vital parts of his body, relying on the dodging footwork advantage of boxing, flexible positioning, fighting and retreating.

The main means of counterattack are various Sanda techniques that he has just learned.

Front kick, side kick, high section high sweep, middle section horizontal kick, lower section low chop...

If someone rushes into the inner circle, he immediately uses wrist-grabbing back throw, hook-leg trip, one-hit retreat, never entangled.

During the period, the gangsters who were thrown out landed in the crowd, causing bursts of commotion.

Fang Cheng couldn't care about hurting the innocent, his eyes were frighteningly calm.

After the focus skill was activated, his heart was full of fighting, that was all.

All kinds of techniques became more and more handy, more and more silky.

Even subconsciously, he slightly reduced the strength of his attacks, wanting to fight the enemy for a while longer.

That appearance was not like a street fight, but more like being in a boxing gym, conducting offensive and defensive drills with a sparring partner.

Or constantly reviewing leg techniques, kicking and hitting the boxing post.

However, the "punching bags" of the sparring partner in front of him were not resistant enough to beat, and one by one, they fell down one after another.

Bang!

Fang Cheng turned around and threw a whip kick, hitting the last tenacious opponent.

The tall and strong gangster swayed a few times like a pendulum, and then fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, a prompt message appeared in front of him as promised.

[You defeated a group of street rogues, boxing experience +45]

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, his eyes shining, and he regained his agility.

Looking at the results of this battle, the expression on his face was both gratified and slightly disappointed.

Before he could think too much.

The panel flashed, and another slightly later message also appeared.

[Congratulations, you have diligently practiced your skills and reached a level that is convincing, successfully mastering a fighting skill]