Chapter 74 Group Fight

Staplewood Stadium

There was still some time before the afternoon training session started, and the players gathered in the recreation room of the training building to rest.

Some media were going to interview Staplewood in the afternoon, so Sun Yue gave the players some instructions in the entertainment room, such as what they should say or what they should not say when being interviewed.

At this time, Zhu Liangcheng called with no beginning or end. He just said that Young Master Huan was beaten up. There were dozens of people on the other side. They were ferocious and brutal. This surprised Sun Yue.

"What? Master Huan was beaten?"

"Was it a severe fight?"

"No matter how powerful he is, he is Young Master Huan. If anyone dares to attack us, we will beat him to death!"

"Yes, beat him to death!"

"Damn it, they simply don't take us Southampton seriously!"

The group of players in the entertainment room became angry when they heard what Sun Yue said.

Who is Yang Huan?

Southampton boss!

Loved and respected by this group of players!

How dare someone beat him? And there were dozens of people beating up one person. This was too much!

"Let's go over there and help Young Master Huan and teach those bastards a lesson!" Ibrahimovic was the first to jump up.

This Swedish center is tall and strong. He is a man who cannot tolerate any grievances and loves to stir up trouble. He also has great respect for Yang Huan. At this time, he just wants to vent his anger for his boss and cannot bear to see Yang Huan suffer any loss.

"Yes, we all know how Master Huan treats us. Whoever wants to go can go, and those who don't want to go won't be forced!"

Captain Adam Lallana also stood up and said, "Everyone go ahead. I'll tell the coach and I'll catch up with the team right away."

"Alright, let's all go and kill them, and see who dares to touch our Young Master Huan!"

A group of twenty or so people rushed out of the door aggressively, arrived at the parking lot, got into their respective cars, and rushed out of Staplewood in a flash, scaring Peter, the security guard at the door, into thinking something big had happened.

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University of Southampton

Yang Huan had no idea that so many things were happening behind him. He saw Stephen Thompson bringing in a dozen reinforcements.

With these reinforcements, Stephen Thompson became more confident and began to show off his strength again.

The people around also started discussing it again.

"Wow, that's outrageous. A dozen people want to beat up three people?"

"Isn't this just bullying the minority with the majority?"

"Those Chinese students better know Chinese Kung Fu, otherwise this is going to be terrible."

"At Southampton University, offending Stephen Thompson usually leads to bad consequences."

"How hateful! If I were Jackie Chan, I would teach that Thompson's son a lesson."

The heated discussions obviously did not create any psychological pressure on Stephen Thompson. Being able to dominate the University of Southampton, he no longer took such controversies to heart, thinking they were all just empty talk.

"Master Stephen, here we come!"

"Who provokes you, Master Stephen? Beat him to death!"

More than a dozen people surrounded them, and the scene was almost one-sided. Even the onlookers were afraid of being implicated, so they all stepped back a distance, for fear of being beaten accidentally.

"That's him!" Stephen Thompson pointed at Yang Huan and said proudly.

Taking a few steps forward, Stephen Thompson looked at Yang Huan with great pride, but he did not see even a trace of the fear and terror he expected on Yang Huan's face. On the contrary, he only saw a sneer on his face.

This annoyed him.

This damn Chinese person won’t cry until he sees the coffin!

"Yellow pig, I'll give you one last chance. If you come up now, kneel on the ground, kowtow to me and apologize, maybe I'll let you go if I'm in a good mood. Otherwise..."

Stephen Thompson chuckled twice and waved his hand. Nearly twenty brothers around him immediately rushed forward.

If it were an ordinary student, being stared at by a dozen people like wolves and tigers, he would definitely be extremely afraid.

But Yang Huan is not an ordinary person.

"Forget it. There are so many of them. I'll go and apologize." Huang Ying was held tightly in Yang Huan's arms. She struggled for a few times and said with a red face. She knew Yang Huan's character and he would definitely not be willing to humble himself, so she decided to apologize herself.

Even if he had to suffer a little humiliation, it was better than letting Yang Huan be beaten up or even have to kneel down and admit his mistake.

"What are you apologizing for?" Yang Huansong loosened his grip, but still held Huang Ying's hand tightly, a little angry, "Do I, Yang Huan, need a woman to take responsibility for my actions?"

In Yang Huan's opinion, if he can't clean up the troubles he has caused and instead implicates the women around him, he is not a man at all.

Huang Ying was shocked by Yang Huan's words. She knew she had misunderstood, but she really didn't want to see Yang Huan being beaten.

This is no wonder. Huang Ying has never seen Long Wu take action. In his opinion, Long Wu has always been a little follower who is addicted to games. He never thought that Long Wu is the fifth most powerful master among the Zhongnanhai bodyguards.

Not to mention a dozen college students, even a dozen burly men would be a piece of cake for Long Wu.

"Hey, you two, are you done talking?" Stephen Thompson saw Yang Huan and Huang Ying talking here. He didn't hear clearly and thought they were being affectionate, which made him even angrier.

Yang Huan smiled and took a few steps forward. "Whether we have finished talking or not is none of your business. I am just wondering, you just said that if I don't kneel down and kowtow to apologize and admit my mistake, what will you do? Are the majority bullying the minority?"

Stephen Thompson looked at the group of brothers behind him and laughed, "Yes, that's right, the majority are bullying you who are minority."

The group of brothers behind him also followed suit and started to make a fuss.

"Damn it, this guy has lost his balls."

"He saw that there were many of us."

"It doesn't matter. If you think there are too many people, you can fight one-on-one."

"One-on-one is good. I like one-on-one the most."

This group of students have already formalized this set of scare tactics, which is nothing more than creating momentum and scaring people.

"One on one? Okay, I don't care!" Yang Huan, to everyone's surprise, showed no sign of fear at all.

"My brother loves fighting the most. He can fight any kind of fight."

As Yang Huan pointed his finger, Long Wu, who had been excited for a long time, immediately walked out, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and when he exerted force, his finger joints immediately crackled, giving people a feeling that he was very capable in fighting.

What’s more important is Long Wu. A master is a master. Before he takes action, every gesture he makes gives people a sense of pressure.

"One-on-one or group fight, it's up to you to choose." Yang Huan said with a smile, "If it's one-on-one, you guys just go up one after another and beat him to death. The harder you beat him, the happier he is. If it's a group fight, he can beat all of you alone. There's no problem with that either, just go ahead!"

Stephen Thompson and others were stunned when they heard this.

Is there anyone who wants to fight a dozen people by himself? Are you really not afraid of death?

Look at Long Wu. Judging from his body shape, he doesn't look like someone who can fight well, but he is so calm and still smiling.

Is it really true that Chinese Kung Fu is so powerful?

This made these students, who appeared to be strong but were actually timid, suddenly dare not step forward.

"Come on, don't be polite, just go for it!" Yang Huan encouraged them with a smile.

"Are you guys scolding me for bullying you because I am outnumbered?"

The students watching from all sides suddenly burst into laughter.

I've seen group fights, but I've never seen one fought like this.

The party with more people and more power does not dare to move forward, but the party with fewer people is proactive.

"Go ahead, young master of the Thompson family, don't be afraid, we support you."

"Yes, hurry up, don't hesitate, there are only three of them."

"There are more than a dozen of you, hurry up."

As the saying goes, those who watch the fun are not afraid of big trouble, and there was a sudden urging from those around.

"Master Stephen, do you want to come up?" A lackey came closer and asked.

Stephen Thompson looked at Yang Huan, then at Long Wu. He had no idea what was going on. He always felt that this Chinese man was mysterious.

"Let a brother go up and try first."

"Okay." The lackey took the order and left.

Immediately, a burly man walked towards Long Wu, clenched his fists, and stared at Long Wu as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

As he got closer, he swung his right fist and was about to hit Long Wu's temple.

But before everyone could figure out what was going on, they heard a bang, followed by a scream.

The burly man was kicked by Long Wu and flew more than ten meters away. He fell heavily to the ground and fell unconscious.

Everyone was dumbfounded!

Is this Chinese Kung Fu?

In the blink of an eye, with just one kick, a living person weighing 200 pounds was kicked more than ten meters away?

If Long Wu wasn't still standing there, who would believe it?

Stephen Thompson and others were stunned and their jaws dropped.

No one dared to take even one step forward.

“It’s amazing, it’s amazing!”

"Jack Chen, he's even better than Hollywood's Jack Chen."

“Oh my god, are all Chinese people so awesome?”

“Do they all know Chinese Kung Fu?”

The crowd around was in an uproar and started talking a lot.

Just at this time, Zhu Liangcheng and Wang Lin rushed over with their men.

"Master Huan, we are here!"

"Don't be afraid, Master Huan, we are here."

"Whoever dares to do this, I will kill him!"

This group of weak scholars, who were powerless and could only sit in front of the computer typing on the keyboard and clicking the mouse, rushed in one by one and protected Yang Huan. They were really loyal.

"Old Zhu, what are you doing here?"

As soon as Zhu Liangcheng arrived, he looked Yang Huan left and right, and only felt relieved after confirming that Yang Huan was not injured.

"Protect you, Master Huan."

"Do I still need your protection?" Yang Huan was a little amused. "If a fight really breaks out, I can probably protect you guys."

Zhu Liangcheng and the others were all blushing. None of them knew how to fight, and when they heard about a fight, they panicked.

"Stand at the back, everyone!" Yang Huan waved his hand. Now was not the time to teach his subordinates a lesson.

Zhu Liangcheng and others had no choice but to stand on both sides of Yang Huan and step back.

But in the eyes of Stephen Thompson and others, the arrival of these people made Yang Huan's side stronger, and they all complained in their hearts.

How did I get into trouble with such a difficult guy?

"Hey, are you guys still going to fight?" Yang Huan was getting a little impatient. Is this how you fight?

Seeing that the guys on the opposite side were hesitating and didn't dare to step forward, Yang Huan sighed deeply.

"If you don't dare to fight, then you have to follow my rules. I'm in a good mood now and don't want to argue with you. Everyone else, I'll count to three and get out of here. Otherwise, I'll make you crawl back."

"As for you, Stephen Thompson, you have to stay!" Yang Huan pointed at Stephen Thompson who was in the lead.

After saying that, regardless of what they thought, Yang Huan started counting.

"one……"

The lackeys first looked at Stephen Thompson, then at each other, and then at Long Wu who was walking slowly towards them with his fists clenched. They panicked when they thought of their companion who was still lying unconscious on the ground and unable to get up.

"Don't be afraid of him. We have more people. If he dares to come up, we will attack at the same time and kill him together!" Stephen Thompson said gritting his teeth, but in fact, he kept retreating.

"two……"

"Brothers, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Stephen Thompson was still calling out, but when he looked back, there was no one around him.

It turned out that all the lackeys had hidden far away, and he was the only one left around.

At the critical moment, these lackeys are not reliable at all.

"Oh my god." Stephen Thompson felt like crying and his legs were shaking.

Yang Huan simply stopped shouting "three" and sighed in disappointment.

They are all rich second-generations, so why is there such a big gap between them?

"You, come here!" Yang Huan pointed at Stephen Thompson and hooked his finger.

Stephen Thompson was trembling all over, but he didn't dare to disobey Yang Huan's wishes and was about to walk over.

"Did I ask you to walk on your own two legs?" Yang Huan shouted in a deep voice, "Crawl over here!"

Stephen Thompson was so scared now that he dared not say anything more. After hesitating for a while, he crawled on the ground, walked on all fours, and crawled in front of Yang Huan like a dog.

Just as he crawled in front of Yang Huan and raised his head, he felt a sharp pain on his cheek, as if he had been slapped.

Everyone around was shocked, as if this slap was not only on Stephen Thompson's face, but also in their hearts. They even felt happy that Yang Huan was slapping them for them.

Stephen Thompson, who was high and mighty and domineering at the University of Southampton, was actually treated like a dog and slapped in public.

Du Ziteng was standing behind Yang Huan, secretly enjoying the sight. He had no idea how many times he had slapped him in his dreams.

"You dare to hit me?" Stephen Thompson was hit so hard that he saw stars and felt a little dizzy.

But before he could finish his words, he was slapped again.

Yang Huan shook his left hand this time, "I didn't expect the left side of his face is so thick too."

"you……"

"Pa!" Another slap on the right side of the face.

After three consecutive slaps, both sides of his face quickly became red and swollen.

Stephen Thompson didn't dare to say anything now.

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