Chapter 578
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"That's what you said …"
Duang —
Before Chen Zhao could finish, the back of his head was hit by a stick.
Chen Zhao rubbed the back of his head. "It hurts."
Sharan was already covering her forehead.
How could it not hurt? That was a baseball bat. You're lucky your head isn't split open.
Just then, the gangster raised the bat again and smashed it at Chen Zhao's face.
Crack —
Chen Zhao wouldn't wait for the disfiguring bat to land on his face.
He broke the gangster's wrist with one hand and punched his stomach with his right fist.
The gangster clutched his stomach and knelt on the ground, his body twitching slightly.
The next moment, Chen Zhao raised a foot and kicked the gangster away.
Sharan raised an eyebrow. The guy wasn't big, but his kick was powerful. He actually kicked someone three meters away.
It seemed that the * sshole had some ability.
Bang —
As Sharan was thinking, Chen Zhao suddenly threw a punch.
The gangster was split in half along with the bat.
Sharan saw the moment when the punch landed on the gangster's body.
It was as if he was in slow motion.
His expression turned painful. His body twisted and he flew out.
"Ah … It's been a long time since I hit someone. This feeling is amazing."
Chen Zhao stretched his arms and expanded the bones in his shoulders.
Tiger had just beaten someone in the ring today.
He felt great too.
However, after seeing Chen Zhao's moves, he felt that he shouldn't spar with Chen Zhao anymore.
"Go, go! What are you waiting for? Kill them all!" Ben Freud roared. "Especially that Asian!"
"Ah …"
A gangster was sent flying into the air by Chen Zhao's punch.
Sharan watched from the side. She'd learned how to fight, after all.
She knew that punching someone up vertically required strength. It was completely different from Tiger's attack method in the ring.
The strength was also different. Tiger's right hook was the easiest to use.
It would be great if he could use half of his strength in a bottom-up uppercut.
However, Chen Zhao had sent the gangster two meters into the air with an uppercut.
"Is he that strong?" Sharan asked in disbelief.
She'd thought that Chen Zhao didn't know how to fight.
Then, when he saw Chen Zhao fight, he thought that Chen Zhao only knew a few tricks.
But now, it seemed that Chen Zhao wasn't just a fighter. He was also an expert.
"He once broke the arms of a top professional boxer with one punch," Tiger said. "That person has retired from professional boxing. I'm Mr. Chen's disciple."
Hearing Tiger's words, Sharan found it even more unbelievable.
This bastard was actually so vicious.
And he had actually been watching the show from the sidelines.
He had suffered so many blows.
He had all the makings of an asshole.
Suddenly, Chen Zhao's Eye of Truth opened.
Danger! Chen Zhao instinctively dodged to the side.
Bang –
Blood blossomed from the chest of the hooligan in front of him.
Ben Frode was pointing his gun at Chen Zhao.
Unfortunately, Chen Zhao was too fast. He couldn't lock onto Chen Zhao at all.
Chen Zhao immediately covered his body with a layer of Qingyi Mist.
He didn't use Qingyi Xia to receive the bullets, so he didn't know how effective it was.
But no matter what, the Green Clothes Armor could offset some of the lethality of the bullets.
Chen Zhao dodged left and right. Ben fired three times in a row, but he couldn't hit Chen Zhao at all.
But Chen Zhao was already in front of Ben.
Ben lowered his gun and pointed it at Chen Zhao.
Locked onto! Ben Frode was about to shoot.
The next moment, he saw his arm flutter in the air.
Sharan and Tiger felt their scalps go numb.
They saw Chen Zhao suddenly grab Ben's arm and shoulder and then yank.
Then, Ben's arm started to flutter in the air.
Tiger's face paled in fear. He recalled the past.
He suddenly realized how lucky he was.
He'd actually gone against Chen Zhao in the past.
It was so good to be alive!
Sharan was stunned too.
She really didn't expect Chen Zhao, who'd argued with her every time she gave him a ticket, to have such a terrifying side.
"My arm … Ah … I'm going to kill you … I'm going to kill you …"
Chen Zhao grabbed Ben's right shoulder and lifted him up with one hand.
Crack –
Chen Zhao crushed Ben's right shoulder.
"Ahhh …"
"Say sorry," Chen Zhao said.
"Ahh …"
Chen Zhao's hand was already twisting Ben's ear. "If you can't hear me clearly, then your ears are useless."
"Sorry … Sorry … Sorry …"
Ben didn't expect Chen Zhao to be so terrifying.
"That's more like it." Chen Zhao let go of his ear but grabbed his chin. "But your pronunciation is worse than a foreigner like me. Let me correct it for you."
Sharan covered her eyes. She saw that Chen Zhao really killed Ben Frode.
No, he didn't kill him directly. Perhaps he still had a chance to live.
His jaw was squeezed until it broke.
Chen Zhao looked at the others and touched the blood on his palm.
Everyone couldn't help but shiver.
This guy wasn't human at all.
How could he do such a cruel thing?
"Miss Sharan, can I kill them all?"
Sharan's face was green, even if Chen Zhao was defending himself.
Even if Chen Zhao was defending himself, if he continued, it would turn from defending himself to murder, or more accurately, massacre.
The gangsters still put down their clubs.
They didn't dare to fight Chen Zhao again.
It was simply too terrifying when it was used.
Anyone hit by his fists would either die or be crippled.
"Who wants to die? If you don't want to die, put down your clubs immediately, "Sharan shouted. At the same time, she took out her phone and called her colleagues. "There's a vicious fight in the parking lot outside the L.A. Stadium. Someone's injured. Call the ambulance."
"If you're unhappy, you can have another round with him now."
These gangsters bullied the weak and feared the strong. However, there were more of them now, so it was interesting.
Chen Zhao punched the hood of a nearby car. With a loud bang, the entire hood caved in and the sides arched. It was completely distorted.
"You trash, if you want to attack, hurry up. I'm happy to break your bones."
Bang, bang, bang —
Finally, the first gangster threw down his club. Then the second, the third …
"You intentionally damaged someone's car. You have to pay." Sharan looked at the damaged car. "I'll write it in the report."
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