After hearing what Sister Wang said, Reba's face changed slightly and her heart was filled with bitterness.
She has been in the entertainment and film circles for many years, so she is naturally well aware of the power of these people. The most difficult people to deal with in the local area are these powerful local tyrants.
Even if the company's senior management comes forward, they may not give them face.
"It seems I have to drink this wine, but I have concealed my whereabouts so well, how could the local tyrants in the capital know my whereabouts?" Reba was suspicious.
Facing Sister Wang's repeated dissuasion, Reba just looked at the field with a worried look on her face, but said nothing more.
Just as Sister Wang said, it would be an extremely unwise choice to step forward now, not to mention that she only had a fleeting friendship with them. The young man named Long Yi made her feel oppressed, and he might even have some intentions towards her sandalwood earrings.
While Reba was thinking, the game was already in full swing.
The man with the nine-dragon tattoo on his neck was considered the best fighter among them. He didn't hold a knife in his hand, but wore special brass knuckles on his fists, which were inlaid with spikes.
If an ordinary person was hit by this brass knuckles, he would probably have at least a few bloody holes on his body.
With the cover of others, Jiuwenlong quietly went behind the big ghost and swung his fist directly at the big ghost's spine.
"Damn it, I won't let you continue to be so arrogant!"
If an ordinary person is hit hard, he will definitely be paralyzed on the spot.
The right fist was as powerful as thunder, and the spikes on the brass knuckles could even cut through the air. A cold light flashed at the tip of the spikes.
A ferocious smile appeared on Jiu Wenlong's face. This punch was a display of his brute force to the extreme. He could even imagine the scene where the two-meter-one-tall giant would fall to the ground after the brass knuckles pierced into the big ghost's spine.
"Big ghost, watch out behind you!"
Xiao Qian exclaimed in alarm, hoping that the big ghost would notice the sneak attack from Jiuwenlong behind him.
Huang Xuan and the others were shaking with fear. He boasted that he had seen many large-scale group fights in the capital, but when had he ever seen a scene where knives were aimed directly at vital points and more than ten people were beating up one person?
The big ghost seemed not to hear Xiao Qian's reminder. He still stood there motionless, allowing the brass knuckles to hit his spine like a wooden stake.
With a clang!
The moment the spikes on the brass knuckles touched the big ghost's back, it was like piercing a steel plate, making a sound of metal colliding, and it broke directly in the middle.
Jiuwenlong felt as if he had punched a huge rock. His arm was numb from the shock, and two of his bones and joints were broken by the huge recoil. Blood was oozing from his knuckles.
"Damn it! Is this guy still human after falling to the ground?"
Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank and they took a breath of cold air.
You know, the brass knuckles are Jiu Wenlong's famous skill. It can even pierce the iron sheet of a car. How could it be broken by the muscles of a big ghost?
What was even more eye-catching was that the big ghost was not wearing any protective clothing except for a pair of tight swimming trunks.
"Could it be that Brother Yi's friend is an external cultivator? Otherwise, how could he have such terrifying defensive power?"
Xiao Qian and others slowly looked at Long Yi. No wonder he sat on the chair so calmly. It turned out that he had something to rely on.
"God damn it, I believed your lies!"
When Jiu Wenlong spoke, he actually spoke with a Sichuan-Chongqing accent. He suddenly changed his punch and threw it out. This punch gave people the feeling of splitting Mount Hua with force. He poured all his energy into this punch.
In his early years, he was an outer disciple of the Ji family, a family famous for boxing. Legend has it that his master's punch was powerful enough to shatter a tree that two people could hug from a distance.
Although Jiu Wenlong could not reach the same level as his master, the power of this punch was more than twice as strong as before, and even his brass knuckles were replaced with more lethal ones.
"Die!" A cold light flashed in his eyes.
But when this punch hit the big ghost, it instantly proved how ridiculous what he had just thought was.
After the crisp sound of metallic collision, the spike not only failed to pierce the big ghost's spine, but was bounced back and pierced through the palm of Jiuwenlong.
Just a millimeter's difference can damage the meridians and blood vessels.
Jiu Wenlong endured the piercing pain in his palms, and was beaten to a pulp for a while.
The person is standing there and letting you hit him, but you use all your strength, and not only is the other person not hurt, but you are tortured half to death.
Silence! Deathly silence!
Seeing the situation on Jiu Wenlong's side, the other bodyguards also stopped. Even the brass knuckles couldn't do anything to him. Could they still rely on the iron pieces in their hands?
I'm afraid the blade will curl if it hits someone.
"Is this... guy made of diamond or a human? He's been chopping for a long time but can't even break his defense." Someone whispered, covering his mouth.
Long Yi smiled without saying anything. When the big ghost was alive, he was a master of the heavenly realm who practiced external martial arts. His bones and muscles were as hard as diamond cement.
Now, he has been refined by the Xuanwu Sect using the secret method of corpse refining for more than ten years. After being poured with molten iron, he has become an iron man. With the help of Long Yi's transformation and upgrading, this body can be said to be invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to all poisons.
How could a creature as small as a tiger hurt a body like this?
Xiao Qian and the others were so shocked that they didn't know what words to use to describe their feelings at the moment.
Reba and Sister Wang standing by were also stunned, and they could even fit an egg in their mouths.
As an A-list celebrity, Reba is well-informed and has seen many people who know Kung Fu on the sets of many martial arts movies. However, those people can only punch with great vigor at best. How can they compare to the big ghost who uses his physical body to fight against the tiger knuckles?
"Second-in-command... the brothers have been hacking away for quite some time, but they haven't even left a single knife mark on the other person."
Jiuwenlong began to think of retreating and immediately gave the thin man a way out, hoping that he would retreat with his brothers.
The thin man swallowed his saliva, cold sweat on his forehead. He didn't expect that the other party would be as thick-skinned and tough as a prehistoric beast. He had never seen such a cruel person.
He said stubbornly, "Humph! This guy must have practiced some kind of external martial arts. Call the boss and ask him to bring some people over. I don't believe he can continue to act so recklessly after seeing a bullet!"
The younger brothers seemed to see hope, and the haze in their hearts was swept away.
After all, even if this big guy has some kind of golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt and can withstand cold weapons, can he really withstand bullets with his body?
Thinking of this, the thin man became arrogant again, turned around and said sternly to Long Yi and others:
"You bunch of rotten fish and shrimp, do you know that this stretch of beach is protected by our boss? When he comes, I wonder how long you can keep your arrogance!"
Sister Wang frowned. The other party saw that the situation was not right and actually wanted to call Boss Wen over. If that happened, things would not be easily settled.
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