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  Bai Guang was just "hit in the face by the door", that was because he was completely unprepared, so he suffered a loss.

  But now that everyone is facing each other head-on, with swords and guns drawn, if they still continue to suffer losses, that's not White Light's style.

  Staring at the blade that was chopping down on him, he didn't flinch in the slightest. In the instant when the knife's edge flashed with a cold light and chopped onto his forehead, Bai dodged it with a quick, rabbit-like jump, easily evading this slash.

  "It's this little brat! The boss has instructed us to cripple him!"

  The young man with a vicious face, after the knife fell empty, raised his thick and short eyebrows in surprise, as if he was somewhat unexpected, and then again loudly held up the knife to point at Bai Huan, as if chopping people into injuries was like drinking water and eating for him.

  It was the last one, a green-skinned man with triangular eyes and flared nostrils, who also stared at Bai Huan with a fierce glint in his eye, but still reminded him: "Mangzi, be careful, this little guy is said to be quite capable of fighting..."

  He raised an eyebrow and laughed sarcastically, but didn't take it seriously at all.

  They are not unknown in Jianghu either. After so many years of mixing around, they have also seen many fierce people who can cross the river with a dragon.

  What's the use? As the saying goes, "No matter how high your kung fu is, you still fear a kitchen knife!" Just two days ago, a student from a sports school caused trouble at their nightclub. One against eight, professionally trained in Sanda, but ended up being knocked down and thrown out like a pig head with a broken wrist! After the fight, not to mention medical expenses, that kid even had to compensate for the damage to the disco hall.

  With this momentum, the eight-character eyebrow not only didn't put Bai Huan in his eyes, but instead became more aggressive and provocative: "Little bastard, now you voluntarily kneel down, slap yourself 100 times, and compensate our boss for 6 million yuan in medical expenses. If not...

  "Hahaha! Hey, Mengzi, don't scare the little kids!"

  "It's all his fault, now he's scared off with a problem, how can we get our money back from him?"

  The several young men with shaved heads behind them burst out laughing, their swaggering manner and sinister eyes revealing their violent characteristics and hooligan nature.

  Facing this group of extremely arrogant and ruthless thugs, Bai Huai really had nothing to say.

  Although he was a Druid, it was too difficult for him to communicate with these flies whose brains were full of shit - even if he was a legendary Druid, he didn't have the ability to communicate with maggots.

  So he just used two words to sum it up: "Foolish"

  Can't help but say that the word "stupid cunt" is indeed a gem in the Chinese language, even for thugs and hoodlums, there's no obstacle to understanding it.

  In an instant, the scene became extremely quiet, as if the air in the room had been mixed with cement mortar, making it hard for people to breathe.

  A cigarette butt dangling from the corner of a hoodlum's mouth fell to the ground with a soft thud.

  ……

  "Damn you!"

  The man with the inverted eight-character eyebrows at the forefront finally reacted, his temples bulging with rage as he charged forward with a ferocious expression, his knife flashing in the sunlight and heading straight for Bai Huan's forehead.

  A few thugs next to them also unwilling to fall behind, swarmed up together, steel pipes and knives flying, their hands extremely ruthless.

  These thugs really have a set, although the scene looks very chaotic, with five or six people surrounding one, several fierce weapons slashing and chopping, but not hindering their own people from taking action, and even blocking Bai Huan's retreat.

  This method of group fighting is especially effective in a small space, even if it's a martial arts master who has practiced for years, they will still be at a disadvantage in a face-to-face encounter.

  But the thugs obviously misjudged the form, they shouldn't use the standard of treating humans to measure a non-human individual.

  One strength can subdue ten people, and the world's martial arts are only fast but not broken. These two sentences are just a joke for ordinary people.

  But Bai Guang is no ordinary person.

  A combat power of up to 138 points, as well as an increasingly deep understanding and application of his own abilities, made it impossible for several thugs who were used to recklessly punching their teachers to capture his movements.

  Only heard the crisp sound of ding-dong-dang, the sound of steel colliding and striking was endless...

  It's not just those thugs who have weapons, Bai Huan also does. Just before the steel pipes and broadswords came crashing down, a wolf-headed dagger slipped into his hand, and then he fearlessly charged forward. The dark blade body dodged or parried at the moment of collision with the opponent's weapon, lightly avoiding the hard hacking.

  Then, in the moment when the thugs were caught off guard and their weapons were deflected, a dark knife gleam flashed like lightning, reappearing to sweep across a semicircular arc.

  Among the five rascals, four of them covered their wrists and retreated in disorder, again a burst of clanging sounds.

  The house rented by Bai Huan had anti-slip floor tiles. When the steel pipe was hacked and smashed, the sound was not small at all.

  The one left, just happened to be the leader with the inverted eight-character eyebrows. At this time, he still held a three-foot opening mountain knife in his hand, but in the eyes of the sudden frog, an unbelievable panic had already taken over, and there was also a thread of indecision.

  Although he was very lucky to be unscathed, he now didn't dare make any move, the arrogance just now had been washed away by the cold sweat on his forehead.

  Too fast!

  All the time added up, will absolutely not exceed 10 seconds! However, it was just a matter of two or three strokes, they were also considered to be good hands in the West River City gang, and were effortlessly defeated without any resistance!

  The opponent seems to have been injured as well, but judging from that carefree attitude, it's clear that the injury is nothing serious.

  On this side, except for him, the other four people tightly covered their wrists and didn't dare to let go. Even so, fresh blood still kept gushing out from between the fingers of several people.

  "Are you chopping loneliness with this knife?"

  The man didn't dare to move, but Bai Huan had no intention of letting him off. With one kick, he kicked the man into mid-air without any chance of defense or evasion.

  "Bang - bang -" First, his foot kicked in the abdomen, and then his back hit the wall!

  Two dull thuds made everyone else involuntarily shiver with a chill.

  When this rascal slid down from the wall, he had already become as soft as a noodle. The acid water in his stomach all poured out, and from time to time two bubbles emerged, just like a crab waiting to be slaughtered.

  Bai Guang's face had always been expressionless, but after seeing the man spit out the acid water, his face immediately turned black.

  These bastards, rushing into someone else's home yelling and screaming is one thing, but to also make a mess of the house? How annoying!

  Bai Huang's method of washing away the filth was quite special. He grasped a handful of the muddy water, cut his wrist with a knife, and then inserted his hand into his own foot. Before long, a pungent sweet smell began to spread.

  They were as still as wooden chickens, thoroughly still as wooden chickens! The hearts of several rascals had sunk to the bottom of their buttocks, and they didn't even dare say a word of courtesy. Two of them even started shaking their legs, feeling cold from head to toe.

  A group of people who were once arrogant and domineering, now didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Those pairs of eyes that used to be fierce had completely transformed into those of a small white rabbit, filled with fear and evasion.

  Bai Guang's kick and slash just now were really impressive.

  Even in their memories, even the most ruthless and cunning black boss would not use such a serious and dedicated expression to wash the ground with human blood.

  "You few..."

  When they heard Bai Hua speak, several people who were standing like primary school students subconsciously shivered and looked over with their heads lowered.

  "Get out!" Bai Huan pointed at the door.

  It was originally a tone of calling livestock, but when it fell into the ears of a few people, it was like a great amnesty, and it was unspeakably pleasant to hear.

  "Also!" A few people's legs trembled again, but fortunately Bai Huan's next words were not directed at them: "Don't forget to tell Hong Yong to be careful with his food and sleep for the next few days."