At the airport checkpoint.
A group of Chinese tourists were retreating in panic. Their faces were filled with panic and anger.
At the border checkpoint in front of them, a few men in Vietnamese military uniforms were surrounding a young Chinese man and beating him up. Their hands and feet fell like rain. At a glance, the Chinese man's face was covered in blood. He was lying on the ground, unable to struggle at all.
At the side, a young woman was pulled by two women from the State of Yue, crying helplessly.
"What are you doing? Let go of my son."
A silver-haired old woman was struggling. Seeing her son being beaten, the mother wanted to rush over and protect her son.
"F * ck, you old fart, are you looking for a beating?”
A tall and burly soldier from the State of Yue was getting impatient. His face was ferocious as he raised his hand.
Pa!
The old man's head tilted and he fell to the ground with blood flowing out of his mouth.
"Mom, Mom, f * ck, if you have anything to say, come at me.”
The corners of the young man's eyes were about to split open. His blood-covered face was filled with pain, but he was surrounded by a few Vietnamese scumbags and could not rush over.
"I beg you, don't fight, don't fight.”
The young woman's helpless cries sounded, appearing exceptionally miserable.
"You hit me, hit me, don't hit my son, don't.”
The old man did not seem to notice the pain. He reached out and hugged the guy's foot.
"Let go, damn old woman. You dirtied my pants.”
That fellow raised his right hand again and suddenly lowered it.
Whoosh.
They were getting closer.
"F * ck."
Right at this moment, Yang Yifan had just walked over. He cursed angrily. These scumbags actually didn't even let an old man off?
The anger in his heart suddenly burst out. Looking at the old man's bloody face, he suddenly had the urge to kill.
Thump!
With a tap of his toes, he squeezed out of the crowd and rushed over like a bolt of lightning.
Hurry up!
It was too fast!
Before the Vietnamese scumbag could even see what was happening, he felt his right hand being grabbed by someone. Waves of pain immediately surged up, causing him to scream.
"Who are you?"
The guy struggled violently, and even turned red, but Yang Yifan's hand did not move at all, just like a large iron pliers.
"I'm your grandpa."
Yang Yifan pulled him, and the fellow staggered and pounced over.
Thump!
He lifted his leg and pushed his knee downward.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered rang out. That fellow only felt a wave of churning in his stomach. Before Yang Yifan could make another move, he fell to the ground with a thud. His hands were still clutching his stomach as he rolled continuously.
Yang Yifan didn't even look at that bastard. Instead, he reached out and helped the old man up." Are you alright?”
"It's fine, it's fine. Thank you.”
The old man's voice was trembling, clearly still in extreme fear.
Thump thump thump thump!
The screams immediately attracted the attention of the Yue bastards in military uniforms. They rushed over one by one. However, when they saw Yang Yifan, their faces were filled with disbelief.
This was within the borders of Vietnam. How dare a Chinese man be so arrogant?
Didn't he see that the other Chinese people around him were as obedient as cats?
"Catch him."
"Yes."
A few pieces of trash from the State of Yue rushed over. In their opinion, the thin and weak Yang Yifan could only be beaten flat by them.
Whoosh!
One of the guys didn't even think and directly threw a heavy punch.
Bang!
Two huge fists collided.
Crack!
The terrifying sound of bones cracking rang out. That fellow's right hand immediately drooped down and was twisted. It was obvious that it was fractured.
"Get lost."
Without waiting for him to scream, Yang Yifan raised his right foot and landed on the guy's stomach like a thick iron rod. With a bang, the guy was sent flying.
Whoosh!
At this moment, the sound of a strong wind whistled by his ears.
Bang!
A thick police baton fell on Yang Yifan's shoulder.
What was that?
One of the Vietnamese scumbags almost popped his eyes out. He had used all his strength. How could this guy not move at all?
"Did you have a good time?"
Seeing Yang Yifan turn his head and feel the cold killing intent, that fellow's body trembled. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
Pa!
Yang Yifan slapped that guy's face, and five red fingerprints immediately appeared.
Puff.
The guy tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with his teeth. His whole body swayed and saw stars. He spun around twice and fell to the ground with a thud.
Thump thump.
With a quick acceleration, Yang Yifan's body flashed past. Then, he stomped his right foot and his entire person instantly soared into the air.
Whoosh!
His right leg tightened and swept across.
Bang bang bang!
The three guys who rushed over with batons didn't even see what was going on. They only felt a heavy blow on their faces. Pain surged, and then their bodies couldn't help but fly backward.
Thump! Thump!
The three of them fell to the ground, their faces swollen like pigs 'heads. They were still shaking their heads. It was obvious that they had been kicked until they were unconscious. It was very likely that they had concussions.
So fierce?
Gulp, gulp!
The remaining two Vietnamese scumbags had pale faces, and their eyes were filled with fear. They kept swallowing their saliva with difficulty. They thought that Yang Yifan was as easy to bully as the other Chinese people, but now, they knew that they were wrong. This guy was a human-shaped tyrannosaurus. In just ten seconds, he had thrown them over.
Thump thump thump thump!
When they saw Yang Yifan walking towards them, the fear on the faces of those two fellows became even more intense. They actually turned around and fled like stray dogs.
Escape?
You want to escape after hitting someone?
No way!
Since he had already made a move, then Yang Yifan did not plan to hold back.
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