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?

Fang Yi didn’t need to resort to such an advanced boxing technique, and he felt using Mountain

to another boxing

Eight Extremes Fist is

society, martial arts are no

that the Eight Extremes Fist is inferior to Mountain Breaking, but because Fang Yi’s mastery

used Mountain Breaking, Fang

Mountain Breaking was used, blood would definitely be

as one young gangster after another fell to the ground, clutching their stomachs or

fact, they were

them, which was

among the screaming crowd, pulled out a pack of cigarettes,

the bald brother also rushed out with a

Fang Yi smoking, the bald brother was completely

“How…

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

of you get

“Stop shouting!”

Yi exhaled a puff of smoke and said, “Your men have done

of boss

a knife and planning to chop

I should kill you!

brother nearly blurted out those

and mocking, he suddenly felt a chill

even a knife, was he bluffing, or was he

didn’t care what he was thinking, but impatiently said, “Bald brother, give me a word,

letting him go, or

said, “If I don’t let

what can you…”

up a pool cue from the side, held it in his left hand, and with a chop of his

action made the bald brother’s eyes

it will end like this

“`

…….

leaving the mahjong parlor, Fang Yi took the passenger seat, while

an extra person in the

was Ding Miaoyan’s father, but Fang

Miaoyan drove the car far

ride, the inside of the car

Yi noticed a small detail: Ding Miaoyan was gripping the steering wheel a bit nervously, as if

decided to break the ice, turned his head, and warmly

am Ding,

cultured, you know…” The scruffy man immediately responded, as

end up at the gambling table, you really are a miracle,” Ding Miaoyan said,

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

guess the

gambling-addicted dad and a capable young daughter naturally didn’t get along very

and leaned in to ask,

“Fang Yi.”

“How old are you?”

“Twenty-five.”