"What's wrong?"
Wu Changyun teased the young man with a smile. He hated people who acted sanctimonious the most, especially in public, so Wu Changyun also kept smiling.
"Woo, oh."
The young man lost his ability to think the moment his face was pinched.
Generally speaking, it is indeed difficult to defend with one hand, but it is also difficult for ordinary people to threaten others with one blow.
Wu Changyun looked around. He didn't want to attract other people's attention because of this matter. Seeing that no one around him noticed him, he increased the strength in his hands.
There was a crisp sound, and blood gushed out of the young man's mouth.
Wu Changyun then remembered that Zhao Yazhi was behind him, so he loosened his grip and used his body to block Zhao Yazhi's sight to prevent her from seeing such a bloody scene.
Just when he was distracted, Wu Changyun saw a short man with wheat-colored skin staring at him.
"What?"
"Hey!"
The man roared and ran towards Wu Changyun.
The man who ran over was named Qiliou, and he was employed as a bodyguard.
"he!"
The young man had a tooth pinched out. He covered his mouth and pointed at Wu Changyun, but his body was leaning closely next to Qiliou.
"Leave it to me."
Qiliou quickly settled his employer, and then looked at Wu Changyun in front of him. He felt that his opponent was not easy to deal with either.
"Is this kind of person worth it?" Wu Changyun asked.
Kirio didn't say anything. He needed this job, and that alone was enough.
Qiliou raised his foot and kicked towards the side of Wu Changyun's head. The kick was so powerful that Wu Changyun felt pain even when he blocked it with the back of his hand.
"Damn, you don't have much manners."
Wu Changyong approached the opponent with great force. If he could grab the little man, he would be finished.
"Um?"
Qiliou waved his hands, thinking that he could directly dissolve Wu Changyun's grasp.
His movement seemed exquisite, but it could not shake Wu Changyun's arm at all. Instead, he took two or three steps back.
Wu Changyun attacked again, but Qiliou knew that he was far less powerful than his opponent, so he used his elbow to push him forward.
After a short fight, neither of them gained any advantage. Wu Changyun felt that the opponent's movements were somewhat familiar, and the Muay Thai fighting style was really like in the movies.
"You have good kung fu, what a pity."
"It's not a pity, you'll know if you try it."
Qiliou had already made up his mind while speaking. He first raised his leg as if for the first kick, then faked Wu Changyun in the air, turned 180 degrees and kicked out.
He thought that an amateur like Wu Changyun would definitely fall into the trap, but what he didn't expect was that as soon as he jumped up, Wu Changyun grabbed his calf, and then his whole body was lifted high above Wu Changyun's head.
"What a fuss."
Wu Changyun slammed his body to the ground, and Qiliou's butt hit the ground. It hurt just by hearing the sound.
Zhao Yazhi laughed so hard when she saw Qiliou's defiant expression.
"Why does this person have so many dramas?" Zhao Yazhi said with a smile.
"Who knows?"
Wu Changyun spread his hands and said, just fight, why bother with all the fancy stuff.
In fact, Qiliou is quite capable, but he is at a disadvantage against Wu Changyun, because Wu Changyun's arm span and strength are both greater than Qiliou's.
Pulling out a tooth with one hand really left a psychological shadow on Chilio.
"Wait, who are you?" Chilio asked through gritted teeth.
"What are you waiting for? Can you do it?"
The young man kicked Chilio. Faced with this dilemma, Chilio had no choice but to fight again.
He fought again and was thrown down again. Wu Changyun grabbed his collar twice in a row and then tripped to the ground.
"Forget it, he's quite pitiful."
"I don't understand the situation."
Wu Changyun raised his hand and made a fake move, which scared Qiliou so much that his neck shrank.
"Forget it, let's go."
Zhao Yazhi held Wu Changyun's arm, and as soon as the two of them walked out of the auction door, a group of people rushed in hurriedly.
Wu Changyun was still recalling the scene where Chilio had taken action just now. It was indeed a bit like something out of a movie.
In fact, Chilio has loved watching action movies since he was a child, especially Hong Kong action movies.
This also caused him to be a little distracted in his daily life, and he would often gesture at the air. People around him also thought that he had some mental problems.
"Master Duan, what's wrong with you?"
A group of people rushed over and helped the young man up, picked up the teeth on the ground and packed them in a bag.
Among the group of people, there was an old man dressed in business clothes, nicknamed Duan Wuye. His ancestors were pawnshop business in Macau. In Duan Wuye's generation, he also took over real estate and gambling dens. He was a veritable old aristocrat.
The person whose teeth had just been pinched out was Duan Wuye’s son, Duan Shaofei.
"Hmph!" Master Duan Wu shouted angrily.
When Wu Changyun heard the voice, he looked back. Otherwise, he always felt that he was afraid of others. He was not running away.
"It was your child who came to pick a fight, so I taught him a lesson." Wu Changyun looked at Duan Shaofei's half-crippled appearance. He had only pinched out one of his teeth, making him look like hemiplegic.
"Dad."
Duan Shaofei pulled Duan Wuye's sleeve and shouted.
Duan Wuye glanced at the woman next to Wu Changyun, sighed and said, "You never change your bad habits."
"You old man, whether you help me or not, I will squander all your wealth."
This wave of actions really changed Wu Changyun's three views. It was the first time he saw a son from such a wealthy family scolding his father in front of him.
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