Lu Yuan sneered. Since you want to use force, then let me show you what a real tough guy is!

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan suddenly kicked out with his right leg, aiming directly at the opponent's shin.

Han Wen and his group, standing at a distance, felt a sudden tightness in their hearts. From the shouts of these people, they could tell that the man's strongest weapon was his leg. If that kick had landed squarely, Lu Yuan might have suffered broken bones. However, the ghostly kick earlier made them all think that Lu Yuan was fast enough to dodge it.

But when Lu Yuan kicked, the group all cried out in alarm.

"Oh no, why would Lu Yuan confront him head-on! We're doomed!"

"Lu Yuan! Lu Yuan, dodge quickly! You're no match for him!"

"Lu Yuan, pull your leg back! Pull your leg back! No one can stop his leg!"

Several people tried desperately to remind Lu Yuan, but at this point, even if Lu Yuan really wanted to pull his leg back, it was completely futile.

The people standing nearby were all ecstatic, as if they had won the lottery. Here, besides food and medicine, only the scenes of fighting and bloodshed could excite them!

"Beat him! Beat him to death! Cut him in half at the waist!"

"Haha! Don't kill him! Just cripple him!"

"You overestimate yourself! Let's see how arrogant you can be now!"

"..."

A cracking sound of bones breaking rang out, and cheers immediately erupted from the crowd.

Han Wen and his group were already prepared to rush up and snatch Lu Yuan back. After all, the rule of this kind of fight is to fight to the death until the other party lets you go. However, the man's crazy appearance at this moment showed no intention of letting Lu Yuan go. If Lu Yuan fell into his hands, he would probably really be dead.

However, to everyone's surprise, after the sound of bones breaking rang out, the person who fell was not Lu Yuan, but the man opposite Lu Yuan.

The other person desperately screamed in pain as he held onto his lower leg. His lower leg, which had been as hard as steel just moments before, was now broken in two. The middle part was severely congested with blood. Since there was no wound, the blood could not flow out, and soon a large, blood-red lump swelled up at the break, filled with blood.

Everyone at the scene was stunned. They couldn't believe that this man, who was so strong, had his calf broken by Lu Yuan. It was simply not scientific!

However, Lu Yuan walked up to the other person with a cold smile and gently stepped on the other person's shoulder.

"Are you convinced?"

The man was in so much pain that he felt his legs twitching and his vision was going black. He couldn't understand why Lu Yuan could break his calf so easily. He knew the strength of his calf very well; he could break an ordinary steel pipe without any problem. He had practiced hard qigong for a while before. Although it wasn't the famous Iron Shirt or Golden Bell Cover, ordinary people couldn't hurt him at all.

"You! Who exactly are you?" The man finally showed a hint of fear on his face.

"Heh, I'm someone you can't afford to mess with! I can let you go now! But if you come looking for trouble again in the future, I don't mind breaking every bone in your body! You can try it!"

The man was no longer concerned with fighting Lu Yuan. He had been careless, relying on his years of hard qigong training, thinking himself invincible. But to his surprise, the seemingly harmless Lu Yuan broke his legs with a single move. How could he dare to provoke Lu Yuan again? At this moment, however, he hated the short, thin, dark-skinned man to the core.

So he waved his hand dismissively: "Let's go! Take me back!"

Seeing the crowd slowly disperse, Lu Yuan and his companions breathed a sigh of relief. They immediately surrounded him and began to scrutinize him closely.

"Lu Yuan, how did you do that? I didn't even see you kick, yet you broke his leg so easily!"

"Yeah! That was so cool! Did you ever work at the Shaolin Temple? Was that the Mighty Vajra Leg you just used?"

"I was just thinking of challenging him to a duel. Thank goodness I didn't! If I had, I'd probably be dead by now!" Xiwen exclaimed, clutching his chest. After all, a master's strength is immediately apparent with a single move, and he knew all too well just how powerful that man's kick was! But he never expected that Lu Yuan would neutralize it so easily.

Lu Yuan smiled slightly: "It's nothing, he was just unlucky! Now that the crisis is over, let's get some rest and try to find a new force tomorrow to leave this godforsaken place! I even suspect that this guy was sent by that short guy!"

Han Wen nodded quickly: "Don't worry, I'll go and see if I can contact other forces!"

...

Inside a small villa at the dock.

A short, thin, dark-skinned man was engaging in group sex with several women in a room.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Damn it! Who the hell are you?! Don't you know I'm busy?! Get the hell out of here!"

"President Qiao, something's happened! Seventh Brother's leg has been broken!"

Upon hearing this, a commotion immediately came from inside, followed by the door being violently pushed open from the inside, where a short, thin, dark-skinned man wearing a bathrobe ran out.

"What did you say? Seventh Brother's leg was broken? Really? Didn't I send him to cause trouble? How come his leg was broken?"

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