God-Level All-rounder Expert

42: Chapter 42, It has personality, I like it!

42: Chapter 42, It has personality, I like it!

The bald brother was clearly stunned, but he soon had no time to think about it, as a fist had already made contact with his nose.

It seemed like a faint sound of bone cracking could be heard, and Fang Yi’s precise punch had hit the bald brother’s nose.

Then the bald brother was sent flying backward; luckily, two young gangsters behind him caught him, else he might have ended up sitting flat on the ground.

“Damn it, daring to hit the bald brother, do you want to die?” a young gangster shouted loudly.

In fact, as soon as Fang Yi’s punch connected with the bald brother’s nose, it had already attracted the attention of all the young gangsters around.

Just as this young gangster finished speaking, they had almost all charged towards Fang Yi.

In an instant, all the young gangsters formed a circle, enclosing Fang Yi in the middle.

It looked like Fang Yi was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with no way to turn things around no matter how well he could fight.

But suddenly, through a gap in the crowd, Ding Miaoyan saw Fang Yi’s face, which showed not even a hint of panic; instead, there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking forward to something.

Yes, Ding Miaoyan wasn’t seeing things wrong.

It was as if being suppressed for too long, he had finally found a reason to explode.

Ding Miaoyan somewhat doubted her eyes, but Fang Yi didn’t give her much chance to consider it.

Because…

Fang Yi had already started to move.

These young gangsters were just minor characters; even with their numbers, in Fang Yi’s eyes, they were almost like ants, only needing a bit more effort to be dealt with.

“Kill him!

Kill him for me!” the bald brother stood up, shouting loudly, naturally filled with immense anger.

The bald brother had never lost face like this before, being punched in the nose.

Just now, he hadn’t felt the pain due to his rage, but now that the temporary numbness had passed, the broken nose caused him excruciating pain.

This vengeance must be avenged, or he wouldn’t be a man!

So, the bald brother turned around, preparing to grab a knife.

He figured by the time he came back, people would mostly be down.

One by one, the young gangsters fell.

Each one Fang Yi took down was with just one move, using only his fists.

Mountain Breaking?

these young gangsters, Fang Yi didn’t need to resort to such an advanced boxing technique, and he felt using Mountain Breaking on them would be a

to another boxing technique,

Extremes Fist is an ancient

today’s modern civilized society, martial arts are no

to Mountain Breaking, but because Fang Yi’s mastery of the Eight Extremes Fist had only reached the third

Breaking, Fang Yi

Breaking was used, blood would definitely

gangster after another fell to the ground, clutching their stomachs

they were

them, which was

Yi stood among the screaming crowd, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, took

brother also

seeing Fang Yi smoking, the

“How…

hell are they all down…” the bald brother first muttered to himself, then

you

“Stop shouting!”

a puff of smoke and said, “Your men have done their duty; while you, the boss, only

of boss

and planning to

I should kill you!

brother nearly

mocking,

of even a knife, was he bluffing, or was

was thinking, but impatiently said,

letting him go, or

said, “If I don’t let

what can you…”

in his left hand, and with a chop of his right hand, the cue

bald brother’s eyes twitch

don’t let him go, it will end like this stick!”

“`

…….

mahjong parlor, Fang Yi took the passenger seat, while Ding Miaoyan sat in the driver’s seat and

was now an extra person in the car compared to when they

Ding Miaoyan’s father, but Fang Yi didn’t know

the car

the inside

Miaoyan was gripping the steering wheel a bit nervously, as if she wanted to say

the ice, turned his head, and warmly asked, “Uncle, may I

I am Ding, Ding

cultured, you know…” The scruffy man immediately responded, as if once he started

going to university just to end up at the gambling table, you really are a miracle,”

to it, and Fang Yi could tell that such exchanges were common between father

guess the nature of

capable young daughter naturally

patted Fang Yi on the shoulder and leaned in to ask, “Young

“Fang Yi.”

“How old are you?”

“Twenty-five.”