Chapter 3157

So, this kid was very confident. But just after one encounter, this little bastard felt a blur before his eyes. Black Dog didn't use any tricks, just one word—'fast'. This little bastard felt that his usual reaction was fast enough, but at this time, he was still a beat slow.

'Bang!' A punch hit his face, and suddenly his face was blooming like peach blossoms. Black Dog's punch power was not heavy. This force might only make the opponent stagger if it hit those trained in martial arts, but on the face of an ordinary thug, it was a heavy blow. And this little fatty had already been beaten by Black Dog and his vitality was greatly damaged. Now that he had taken this punch, he naturally couldn't take it.

When a master was communicating and sparring with Black Dog, he once sighed: wanting to fight with low-level players while ensuring not to cripple the opponent is even more troublesome than fighting with masters—especially in group battles, because it is really hard to grasp the strength.

However, Black Dog always grasped it very well. He took six steps forward and threw six consecutive punches, easily knocking down the eight little bastards brought by these little thugs, because two of them were knocked down by the people in front.

At this time, the birthmark-faced guy realized that something was wrong, because Black Dog's goal was very clear, obviously aiming at him! And his side seemed to have nearly thirty people, but they couldn't stop this god of slaughter at all. Black Dog was like walking normally, and the rhythm seemed to be fast walking, without any stagnation. At this time, he looked like a tank emitting impact, and wherever he went, the place was full of people falling to the ground and wailing!

Black Dog was like a bulldozer, his fists and feet dancing, striding forward, approaching the birthmark-faced guy who was almost peeing his pants with fear step by step.

As the saying goes, 'killing a person in ten steps, not leaving a trace in a thousand miles', I am afraid this is the situation and scene in front of us, which is extremely shocking!

This was an extremely powerful and almost unstoppable momentum. In a trance, the distance between Black Dog and the birthmark-faced guy was shortened to less than five meters! The only thing separating them was those few little thugs.

These few little thugs were standard trained people, with strength comparable to the little fatty, and were by no means comparable to ordinary thugs. However, fighting is about confidence and momentum. At this time, wherever Black Dog went, those little thugs fell behind him, crying for their fathers and mothers, wailing and shouting. From the momentum and the scene, they had been completely suppressed by the opponent. Therefore, these few trained people also had no confidence at all in front of this god of slaughter, Black Dog. Just now, every time Black Dog made a move, it was simple, direct, crisp, and neat, and even the punches were not heavy. But both trained people could see that this technique was too amazing, it was simply natural. Including the footwork in the group battle, it looked simple and leisurely, but the footwork was not chaotic at all.

This kind of skill was by no means possessed by these trained people, making them unable to see his back.

One of the trained people roared, emboldening himself, and rushed up with his scalp. A beautiful side kick, with no bells and whistles, but full of strength. But just as this leg was raised, it was smashed down by Black Dog's hand with a 'slap'. It was smashed very accurately, making this guy stagger immediately, and his face was about to fall forward!

And Black Dog raised his backhand, his shoulder rushed forward violently, and the little thug was like a cannonball out of the chamber, rushing out diagonally backwards. And the person standing in this direction was exactly the other thug of the birthmark-faced guy.

Seeing that he was about to be hit by his own person's body, the guy with good kung fu immediately dodged to the side. But just after dodging, he saw a strong figure flash in front of him in a trance. He was greatly shocked, but before he could react, Black Dog's fist had already reached his face.

"Bang!" The bridge of his nose collapsed, his eyes saw stars, and he fell backward on the spot.

The last little lackey was even less capable, and was hesitating whether to rush over. And the birthmark-faced guy was scared, because Black Dog was only two or three meters in front of him. Although as the boss of this group of little thugs, the birthmark-faced guy was really worried about being hurt by this guy Black Dog. He saw the scene just now in his eyes and feared it in his heart—what kind of monster is this guy, he is simply an unstoppable giant beast! At this time, the birthmark-faced guy had realized that it was difficult to resist the fierce impact of this monster with their strength, so he hurriedly dialed a phone and shouted urgently: "Sister Hong, hurry, hurry, someone is here to smash the territory..."

"Who is so bold to make trouble on my territory?" A woman's violent voice came from the phone.

"This guy is a monster, too brutal, Sister Hong, come over quickly!" The birthmark-faced guy shouted urgently at his mobile phone while retreating.

Fortunately, the birthmark-faced guy's few little lackeys were not the kind of people who were afraid of death. Each of them wanted to perform well in front of the birthmark-faced guy to be reused. Although they were already covered in injuries in front of Black Dog, who was like a human bulldozer, they still struggled to climb up and form a human wall to stop Black Dog's footsteps.

Under the desperate protection of his underlings, the birthmark-faced guy was terrified and tried to find an opportunity to escape from the abandoned brick kiln. But in order not to lose face in front of many underlings and brothers, although his eyes were already full of fear, he still tried his best to remain calm, waving his hands to command his underlings to work hard, so as to win time for his escape. These underlings were really not cowards. They rushed up to Black Dog like a tide, accepting the baptism of Black Dog's steel fists and feet. Amidst the wailing and crying of fathers and mothers, Black Dog approached the birthmark-faced guy step by step, while the birthmark-faced guy leaned against the corner of the wall and moved towards the exit of the abandoned brick kiln bit by bit, wanting to find an opportunity to escape.

Watching the little thugs who were knocked down by his heavy punches again and again, climbing up from the ground with bruised faces and continuing to rush up to stop his path, Black Dog sneered: "Overestimating your own strength!" While his fists and feet danced, he roared: "Get lost! Get lost! Get lost!" Every time the word 'get lost' was uttered, he would throw a heavy punch, accompanied by the miserable wailing of the little thugs who were knocked flying several meters away...

Although in Black Dog's eyes, dealing with these little thugs was as easy as pinching an ant to death, he really admired these little thugs in Chanba District. Honesty is one aspect, and on the other hand, they are very loyal. They would rather die under his hands than escape in a mess. This kind of mentality of working hard for the boss and viewing death as returning home made Black Dog admire them, completely unlike Sun Maomao's or Baoya Gang's underlings, who, although numerous, were all afraid of death. In the end, none of them were willing to work hard for the boss!

Han Wu and Zhao Desan listened to the miserable wailing like ghosts crying and wolves howling coming from the abandoned brick kiln, knowing that Black Dog was fighting fiercely inside, so they were not so nervous anymore. They lit a cigarette for Zhao Desan, and the two sat in Zhao Desan's Passat car, smoking leisurely.

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