The collapse of the system in Super Theological Seminary

Maybe Zhang Yao didn't notice any difference when he first got it. Although the kick just now left three points of strength, if Zhang Yao knew normally, this kick would at most make the gangster in front of him take a few steps back.

But the next person who rushed up asked Zhang Yao to pull Zhang Xiaoke and run away.

It's not a lie to beat the old master to death with random punches.

The terrain is too wide. If we are surrounded, we will have no choice but to fight hard.

Zhang Yao took Zhang Xiaoke and ran while looking for a place. Now he was still five kilometers away from the minimum location of the store.

Now the only one who gets hurt when fighting starts is himself.

When he saw an alley again, Zhang Yao pushed Zhang Xiaoke inside, "Always stay behind me, brother will protect you."

This is not the first time that Zhang Xiaoke and Zhang Yao have fought, and their cooperation is already quite tacit.

Inside the alley, Zhang Yao looked at the size of the entrance. It was already the limit for three people walking in parallel.

"Xiao Ke, get ready for a big fight!!"

Zhang Xiaoke nodded nervously. After fighting for so many years, he had seen this posture a few times.

But now Zhang Yao has no time to say anything.

People had already come in, two of them. Zhang Yao rushed forward, kicked one gangster away, and then hit the other gangster with an elbow.

Stepping over the fallen gangster, Zhang Xiaoke punched him and saw that the gangster stopped struggling.

The gangsters who rushed in from outside couldn't use it due to the terrain.

It was Zhang Yao who kept taking action, two, three, four. There were fewer and fewer opponents in the alley.

Zhang Xiaoke was only responsible for making these people lose their combat effectiveness, but he was also very tired.

Zhang Yao cannot be said to be a master in the martial arts of fists and kicks. He is just constantly increasing his combat effectiveness under the premise of synchronizing his power.

When no one came in, Zhang Yao looked back and saw people lying on the ground.

"Brother, is it over?" Zhang Xiaoke said, wiping the sweat on his forehead.

Zhang Yao shook his head, "These are trash fish. The battle has just begun. You go to the place I told you first. I will follow you later."

Zhang Yao asked Zhang Xiaoke to go first, and Feng Qingyun's calm expression made Zhang Xiaoke worried.

"Go first, trust me." Zhang Yao tapped Zhang Xiaoke's forehead.

Zhang Xiaoke is not one of those ignorant heroines in movies who just turns around and runs away.

Staying at this time would be an idiotic act. Not only would he not be able to help, but he might also become his brother's weakness.

"Have you started?" Zhang Yao walked out. The scarred man was a little surprised to see Zhang Yao walking out.

I never thought that this man would come out again.

"Why are you so surprised?" Zhang Yao rubbed his fists.

"Accident!! Why not? I didn't expect you to come out. It seems that you won't have to worry about it in the future." Scar played with a small knife in his hand.

There are three thugs nearby, but they don't look very powerful.

"Come on! If you lose two clears, I will lose two clears. From now on, we will go our separate ways."

Scar sneered, "It seems you still know, so why did you use that method?"

Zhang Yao chuckled and pointed at a man with an iron chain in his hand, "Do you think your brother is a good bird?"

The iron chain in the man's hand was wrapped around his fist, "Boy, I don't know if you can bear the beating, but I was paid to do the work."

The chained man rushed forward and punched out, but Zhang Yao just took a step back.

Then he punched back. The chained man reacted quickly and immediately took a step forward, hitting Zhang Yao's chest with his shoulder.

Zhang Yao watched his fist being dodged. When he wanted to move, he found that his body was a little unable to keep up. This was the reaction.

Zhang Yao, who was hit, took a few steps back. The breath in his chest was a bit out of control.

He felt a little suffocated, but at this moment, the fist wrapped in an iron chain hit his head.

Zhang Yao lowered his head, clasped his fists on his chest, then used his thighs and waist to push forward.

Seeing this situation, the fighting gangster subconsciously retracted his hand and wanted to defend, but at this time it was too late.

One punch to the neck, one to the stomach, and then they both rolled out.

Zhang Yao pressed on the chained man, raised his fist, and punched the chained man in the face.

The man in the iron chain fell in love with two punches and found an opportunity to punch him out.

Zhang Yao rolled his body back to avoid the punch. There was an iron chain on this fist. If it hit him, it would be a serious injury.

"Haha!! It seems like you have some tricks up your sleeve, boy. I was just careless just now. You won't have such good luck next time." The man in iron chain touched the nosebleed on his nose.

Then he approached Zhang Yao and kicked out with a powerful and heavy whip kick.

Zhang Yao blocked with his right hand, moved his left hand to the right, and then swept back with a low sweep to hit the chained man's left foot.

The chained man jumped high, flipped in the air, and kicked out.

Zhang Yao immediately let go, but it was a little too late at this time, and the kick directly hit Zhang Yao's chest.

But before Zhang Yao could take a breath, the man in the iron chain rushed up again.

One knee hit Zhang Yao's stomach.

Zhang Yao forcibly hugged the chained man's thigh, smashed it down hard with both hands.

The chained man was smashed to the ground like a wooden stick, feeling like his internal organs were smashed.

Zhang Yao now feels a burning pain in his stomach. If he makes unnecessary movements during the fight, he is making himself uncomfortable and giving others opportunities.

Looking at the person lying on the ground, Zhang Yao hooked his hands. It was a fat man next to the scarred man.

"Boy, it seems that you still have some strength. Why don't you call Master Xin for such a good thing?"

Xin Zhao has a standard ponytail, and behind Xin Zhao is Zhang Xiaoke.

Zhang Yao knew that his sister would not run away, but he was lucky to find Master Xin.

Xin Zhao exerted force with his feet, and at a speed exceeding that of ordinary people, he whipped his leg directly onto the fat man's belly.

"Snapped!!!"

This is the sound coming from the fat man's belly.

"Ah!!" The fat man just screamed, and then Xin Zhao grabbed his hair and kneed him directly in the face.

Zhao Xin, who had neatly dealt with the fat man, looked at the scarred man and smiled disdainfully: "Why are you still doing this? It's not because I, Master Xin, am laughing at you. Why are you here? You guys are all a bunch of scum."

Zhang Yao was a little envious of Xin Zhao's skills. If it were him, it would probably only be a matter of fists.

After seeing Xin Zhao, the scarred man no longer looked as calm as before.

"Xin Zhao, you seem to have crossed the line!! It seems that this area is beyond your scope!!"

Xin Zhao was too lazy to beep with the scarred man. He used force on his feet and quickly rushed to the scarred man and slapped him out. "Are you blind? This is my brother, you dare to do it."