The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack Chapter 127

Chapter 127 It's all a misunderstanding

She didn't pay attention to the people behind her, she raised the iron rod and slashed at the others in front of her.

One, two…

On the third time, her back was hit by a blunt object, causing a dull pain.

"Ding!"

The iron rod in his hand was also knocked off, Gu Weimian's eyes darkened, it was really miserable now.

Looking calm.

She narrowed her eyes and just put her hand into her arms.

"boom!"

The man who had already raised the iron rod high, ready to hit Gu Weimian, was thrown away. He fell on the wall of a nearby residential house, and then fell down again.

Everyone, including Gu Weimian, was stunned.

One of the men, nearly two meters tall and with tangled muscles, had a gloomy face. The moment he saw Huo Yan, a sneer appeared on his face: "Crippled?"

Huo Yan looked at the man expressionlessly, and the anger on his face seemed to swallow up the muscular man.

The muscular man narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and quickly approached the two people.

Before Gu Weimian could get up from the ground, the man moved again.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, and it was clear that he could be killed at any time, but no one could get close to him.

“Bang bang bang bang!…”

Several fist fights in a row.

　One person fell down one after another, but Huo Yan, who was in the middle of the storm, was unharmed.

In less than five minutes, there was no one left standing.

Everyone fell.

The muscular man's face darkened: "I didn't expect that a disabled person could still be a practicing master."

He laughed coldly and rushed forward.

"ah!…"

The next second, the muscular man's face revealed a ferocious look of collapse.

His hand was nailed to the ground by a man with an iron rod, and the palm of his hand was penetrated by the iron rod, leaving a **** patch on the ground.

Gu Weimian stared blankly at Huo Yan in front of him.

There was a trace of blood on the man's jade-like face, which was not his. The blood streaked across the man's temple, all the way down, and disappeared into the man's collar.

That drop of blood made the man's skin whiter and his lips redder. It also made his eyes colder and emotionless.

Like a Shura who came up from hell.

He didn't have too much interest in the muscular man. Instead, he slowly pushed the wheelchair in front of the first man he knocked down.

It was also in front of the person who slapped a stick on Gu Weimian's back.

The man seemed to have realized something. He looked at Huo Yan with a pale face. Not far away was the muscular man's wasted hand. His voice was trembling: "You... it's all a misunderstanding. It was Ai Zhiyuan who called us." Do us a favor, our neighbors can't help it.”

I've never seen anyone so cruel!

"boom!"

The stick in Huo Yan's hand hit the man **** the back.

Gu Weimian averted his eyes.

She seemed to hear the sound of bones being broken.

The man on the ground howled miserably: "Please, let me go, this is all Ai Zhiyuan's idea, don't care about our business!"

Huo Yan's eyes were indifferent, and the way he looked at him was no different from a dead thing.

He turned the stick in his hand from holding it horizontally to holding it vertically.

The tip was aimed right at the man's heart.

With so many people present, no one doubted whether Huo Yan would pierce the man's heart with the stick in his hand.

Everyone was caught by the terrifying aura around Huo Yan.

The man lying on the ground had his pupils dilated, he was extremely frightened, and he stepped back in panic, but he was still alive, as he happened to be in a blind spot.

I don't know if Huo Yan already had a plan in mind when he left him alone, or if this man is really unlucky.

(End of this chapter)

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