My Ex-husband Regrets After Signing The Divorce

Chapter 417 True Man

The man had already approached Brother Shan and grabbed his hand. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he said coldly, “If you don’t want your dog claws, I’ll fulfill your wish!”

Brother Shan was about to curse when the leather-robed man pursed his lips and exerted a little strength with his right hand. With a crack, Brother Shan’s wrist was easily broken.

Brother Shan’s pig-like screams rang out in the bar!

The leather-robed man used more strength. Brother Shan was already crying from the pain. When he looked at his hand, it was only connected to his arm with a layer of skin.

The lackeys beside Brother Shan were so shocked that they could not speak. They had thought that they had an absolute strong lineup, but they did not expect the man in front of them to be so fierce. Everyone who heard the crisp sound earlier knew that Brother Shan’s right hand was considered crippled.

The man in leather let go of Brother Shan’s broken arm and shielded Chen Chen and Xiao Zhuo behind him with his left hand. He did not even look at him and said coldly, “You’re really tired of living to come to my territory to look for trouble!”

At this moment, Brother Shan was curled up on the ground and rolling around crazily. The intense pain made him almost faint. Looking at his underlings who had not moved yet, he could not help but curse. “Are you all f*cking stupid? Get up and cripple him! Go!”

With that, this group of people stood up, but no one dared to attack first.

The man in leather instructed Chen Chen and said, “Stay behind first. Remember not to call the police.”

Chen Chen did not know why he was so obedient at this moment. He stood obediently with the others in the bar and looked at the man and the troublemakers in a daze.

The leather-robed man sat at the table behind him and sneered. “Who wants to go first? Or together?”

At this moment, everyone looked at each other. It was still the man furthest away from the man who attacked first. He picked up a wooden stool and roared.

With the first person to stand out, the others swarmed over. The man suddenly jumped up and steadily caught the stool that was smashing over. The next second, the stool had already bloomed on the head of the first person who stood out, and his face was instantly covered in blood.

The man turned around and grabbed the hair of the person closest to him. He seemed to hit the table gently and fainted.

How could they be his match?

Another one actually learned to jump up and fly like in TV?!

The man dodged slightly. In the next moment, the thigh that flew over was already on his shoulder. The man directly threw the person on his shoulder back to the others. Then, he agilely moved between the crowd and knocked everyone down in less than half a minute!

His methods were extremely ruthless. Almost everyone who dared to attack him was beaten up badly. There must be more than one fracture in his body.

For a moment, everyone was unconscious. Those who were not unconscious rolled around on the ground.

It was obvious that the bare-handed fighting technique the man had grasped was not without a fatal blow. There was no fake or useless move. There was only one key point in his fighting: Use the simplest and fastest method to deal fatal damage to the other party. Since this group of people was still alive, it meant that the man had already paid close attention to his actions.

The man patted the dirt on his body and slowly walked to Brother Shan’s side. At this moment, Brother Shan was still rolling on the ground. Beside him, his brother, the greasy fatty, was already trembling like a chick. The man grabbed his collar with his left hand and lifted him up like he was holding a bunch of vegetables. He threw him onto a table beside him. This fatty was really something. The man in leather had fought for so long without breathing. At the mention of this, his face was filled with fine sweat.

He gently stepped on a broken bench leg on the ground with the tip of his right foot and picked it up with his right hand.

Looking at the frightened Brother Shan on the table, he said calmly, “If you come out to mess around again, remember to bring along your dog eyes!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the stool leg was already blooming on Brother Hao’s face. At least half of his teeth could not be preserved.

His nose bridge shattered.

Brother Hao did not even have the time to shout before he fainted.

Chen Chen and the others were already stunned. This kind of cutting fight had never been seen on television. It was too fast, too fierce, but it was too handsome and elegant!