Chapter 132: Non-Professional Player (Part 2)

  Seeing Yang Yawei's actions, the two people who were attacking An Tiexing immediately separated and one of them rushed towards Yang Yawei, while the bodyguard who was supporting the young man also charged towards Yang Yawei. In an instant, it became a two-on-one attack on Yang Yawei, and An Tiexing was left with only one person on his side.

  No matter how good one's kung fu is, they would still be afraid of a kitchen knife. What's more, Yang Yiwai didn't have any kung fu skills to speak of. Although his bones were relatively hard, his muscles weren't made of steel, and he could still feel pain. Seeing the two men charging towards him, Yang Yiwai's body suddenly tensed up. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a trash can that had been knocked over between the two men. As he passed by the trash can, Yang Yiwai's right hand swiftly grabbed it and then violently swung it at the head of one of An Tixing's bodyguards who was charging towards him.

  Yang Yawei's movements were swift and rapid, the bodyguard didn't even have time to react, only subconsciously raising his right arm to block. A loud "clang" sound echoed, Yang Yawei's strength was immense, although the trash can was only a thin layer of iron skin, but when it hit the man, it still produced a huge noise.

  At the same time, the entire trash can suddenly transformed and became flat. The bodyguard was smashed by Yang Yawei's enormous strength and stumbled sideways to the past. Taking advantage of his illness to take his life, although Yang Yawei didn't understand fighting, he also knew what it meant to pursue a victory. Seeing this man fall directly to the ground, Yang Yawei rushed up instantly, and his right fist punched the man's stumbling back without hesitation.

  Just as the fist was about to hit the person in front, a black shadow flew over from the corner of his eye. Yang Yawei's head suddenly twisted, and it was the bodyguard who had been supporting the young man. Seeing that he couldn't hit the person anymore, Yang Yawei's fist suddenly turned around, his body slightly turned, facing the man's horizontally kicking foot, his left shoulder directly met it. His feet slightly parted to ensure he could still stand after being kicked.

  "Boom" "boom" two dull sounds, followed by a crisp "crack" that made people's scalp numb with the sound of bone fracture. The first sound was this man flying up and kicking Yang Yawei's shoulder directly with his side kick, accompanied by a huge force and pain, Yang Yawei's body suddenly stumbled forward, but he only moved one foot, and the other foot only took a small step forward.

  His own shoulders held up the man's right leg, while Yang Yawei's fist had already swung to the man's chest. This awkward posture was clearly not what the man had expected, thinking he would kick Yang Yawei. But he never thought that such a huge force would kick him, yet Yang Yawei didn't fall down. And his body in mid-air had no place to borrow strength, his right foot resting on Yang Yawei's shoulder, and his upper body instantly fell to the ground.

  But before he could fall, Yang Yawei's fist came swinging fiercely. Yang Yawei's strength was something he had witnessed with his own eyes, and this powerful punch would have broken several ribs if it had landed squarely on the chest. In a flash, the man still managed to cross his arms in front of his chest for protection. The second dull thud was Yang Yawei's fist smashing directly onto the man's crossed forearms.

  Then a crisp crackling sound came from the intersection of the fist and the man's forearm, feeling a huge pain transmitted to his fist. The man who was held in Yang Yawei's arm was directly blasted out by Yang Yawei with one punch. With another loud explosion, the flying man crashed into the windshield of a car parked behind him, smashing the glass into dense spider web cracks.

  The scene was too explosive, whether it was the young man, or several bodyguards, or onlookers watching from a distance, were all shocked by Yang Yawei. This wasn't a movie shoot, this was real life. How much power must be in that punch to send a grown man flying 7-8 meters and even shatter the windshield of a car?

  This explosive scene not only shocked the onlookers, but also startled Yang Yiwai himself. Just now, that punch was purely an angry outburst, and he completely forgot to control his strength, who knew it would lead to such a bizarre result.

  "Wow! I didn't see that wrong, Yang Yawei is so fierce!" The three of them, who were hiding in the car and had just finished calling the police, were lucky enough to witness this scene. Lu Lu even let out a direct exclamation, and both Xia Xuehan and Zhao Ying were startled by Yang Yawei's heroic appearance, which was really a bit too perverted.

  "Could this guy be a demon beast transformed into human?" LuLu subconsciously asked.

  An Tiexing and the bodyguard had already stopped, An Tiexing opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything. The seven or eight young people opposite him were also scared stupid, including the leader, everyone's gaze at Yang Yawei was like looking at a living freak, as strange as it gets.

  Damn it, this is getting out of hand. Looking at the man who was knocked onto the windshield and not moving, Yang Yawei let out a bitter laugh. Could he have killed him with one punch? Yang Yawei could still accept fighting, but if he had killed someone... His mind went blank. Everyone thought that's where it would end, but in the distance, police sirens were already blaring. This street was frequented by wealthy individuals and people of status, and there just so happened to be a district police station nearby. Upon receiving the report, the police wouldn't dare delay their response.

  Yang Yawei stood there like a wooden stake, and the others were also frightened into immobility. Suddenly, LuLu, who was sitting in the car, saw someone rushing out from behind a car behind Yang Yawei, holding a baseball bat in his hand, and directly smashing it towards the back of Yang Yawei's neck.

  "Be careful!" Although the car door was locked, Lu Lu still involuntarily shouted out loud. Yang Yawei's mind went blank, he didn't hear Lu Lu's cry at all. Just as the baseball bat was about to hit Yang Yawei's shoulder, this powerful and heavy bat would likely render Yang Yawei's shoulder useless. According to common sense, this would be at least a comminuted fracture.

  Although Yang Yawei's brain was still a complete blank due to worrying about whether he had killed someone, in the split second when his brain was stimulated by energy, his nervous system, which had been regulated by core stimulation for a long time, finally showed a scene different from ordinary people. His body's instinctive reaction to danger made Yang Yawei's head suddenly turn to one side, and his body almost followed suit, turning over with a difference of only a few millimeters. His right hand quickly grabbed the baseball bat that had already been swung empty.

  With a "slap" sound, the pain in his hand brought Yang Yawei's mind back to reality. Seeing the baseball bat in his hand, he understood what had happened between the sparks of the flint. Without thinking, Yang Yawei's right hand jerked violently and his right foot swept across the ground with the sole of his shoe.

  A loud crash, the man let out a pained cry and fell to the ground with a thud. The right calf bone of his leg, which had collided with Yang Yawei's, emitted a faint cracking sound, suggesting that another tragedy was about to occur. This man was not anyone Yang Yawei had met before. Almost instinctively, after realizing that this man was not someone he had clashed with, Yang Yawei lifted his head and scanned the surroundings.

  A familiar face appeared in Yang Yawei's line of sight, and after seeing Yang Yawei's gaze, this face was slightly stunned, then suddenly turned his head, and the whole person hid behind a pillar, disappearing from Yang Yawei's line of sight. However, how could Yang Yawei forget this person's face? He was slightly stunned for a moment, and several thoughts flashed through his mind, and he sneered coldly, but did not chase after him.

  After Yang Yawei knocked down this man, the scene quieted down again, leaving only the man in front of Yang Yawei who was still groaning. The other three bodyguards who had been knocked down by Yang Yawei had all gotten up, and none of them were seriously injured. The only one who was seriously injured was lying on the car cover without any reaction, probably having fainted from the shock.

  This is the scene when two police cars drove in, and the police who got out of the car saw this scene. Several police officers who got out of the car couldn't help but take a cold breath when they saw this scene. Someone reported that there was a fight here? This scene is a bit too explosive! The trash can thoroughly smashed by Yang Yawei scattered garbage all over the street, plus Lu Lu's car that was hit and the Benz that was hit, as well as the rearview mirror scattered on the road, and the man lying on the windshield of a car.

  However, the scene had already come to a halt. Seven or eight police officers jumped out of the two cars and rushed over immediately. Two of them rushed towards the man lying on the car to check his injuries.

  "What's going on?!" A middle-aged policeman who led the way walked over and asked Yang Yawei in a low voice. There was no way, after all, Yang Yawei was too eye-catching, with some blood from an unknown bodyguard's mouth corner still on his body, and he was standing in the middle of the road, so everyone's attention was focused on him, it was no wonder that the police took him as the main culprit first and ran over to ask him.

  "A fight." Yang Yawei's response was so straightforward, so refreshing, his voice was crisp and clear. However, the crowd watching from a distance couldn't help but collectively roll their eyes. What kind of fight is this? My god, it's clearly you beating up a group of people, almost killing them! Is this what you call a fight? A fight requires mutual engagement, doesn't it? This is obviously just you hitting people.

  "You..." The police officer was also stunned, he didn't expect to get such a straightforward answer. It's just that this intense scene is exactly what you'd see in a gang fight.