Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

Several people, whose appearances and demeanor were not particularly harmonious, gathered around the entrance of the Lishan Theater.

Tang Yisheng arrived at the theater lobby, saw the fat man from afar, stopped, and turned to look at him: "Why don't you go out first?"

Tang Yisheng considered that if he went out first, he would probably get hit several more times.

If the fat guy goes out and stands next to the IC phone first, the police response time will be one or two minutes faster.

"No way! Cui Rui definitely knows we're together. What if they beat me up too?"

The fat man shook his head like a rattle-drum.

There were five or six people at the door, and Cui Rui was inside as well.

"Then you'd better hurry up and remember. If you dawdle, I'll get hit a lot more times."

"I have this; I can call the police without going out."

The fat man pulled a mobile phone out of his pocket; it was a Motorola 2000.

"Damn! How could your dad let you show off his precious baby like that?"

"Wait a moment, let me turn it on first."

The fat man fiddled with it clumsily, while Tang Yisheng watched closely, afraid that the phone would run out of battery and wouldn't turn on.

Thankfully, everything was normal, and the little blue screen lit up after being poked by Fatty Radish's fingers.

"Put the number on first, I'm going out now."

Tang Yisheng took two deep breaths, his gaze sweeping over the distant crowd, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

Being ruthless to oneself is a necessary condition for betraying one's opponent.

If the other party dares to make a move today, Tang Yisheng is absolutely certain of victory.

He swore an oath with his 42-year-old soul.

Only a thunderous and powerful punch can shock the petty villains and terrify the clowns who jump off beams.

In this fight, Tang Yisheng had no choice but to face the man head-on.

After all, Zhang Lei is not only 1.72 meters tall, but also bears a striking resemblance to Amy Kwok.

Tang Yisheng was given a second chance at life and desperately wanted to turn his beloved into a grain of rice.

As for whether it sticks to the collar, the corner of the mouth, or the waistband, that's another story.

"Brother Kai, that's him."

Cui Rui is adept at recognizing people.

Several thuggish-looking young men swarmed forward.

Tang Yisheng did not dodge, but went straight for the so-called "Brother Kai" who was leading the group.

First of all, even with his "photographic memory," Tang Yisheng couldn't possibly dodge all the punches and kicks.

Secondly, Zhang Kai was the ringleader who stood up for Duan Xueyou, and the others were just there to help him.

If they really go all out, Zhang Kai will be a key player.

With Tang Yisheng holding Zhang Kai back, the chances of anything going wrong would be much smaller even if the others hit him a few times.

Zhang Kai never expected that the high school "good student" would be so fierce, rushing over like a fool.

He practices Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), but when he gets angry during fights, he can't use his routines and moves, or even remember them at all.

If we're really talking about moves, only the first two are worth watching.

Despite the beating, Tang Yisheng didn't dodge and simply tackled Zhang Kai to the ground.

He kept pounding Zhang Kai's face with his forehead.

It was a real headbutt attack.

The left knee wasn't idle either, finding the most vulnerable spot on a man and bending it...

If the first two hits missed, then hit them twice more.

When Tang Yisheng gets really fierce, even he himself is afraid.

Seeing Zhang Kai's relentless effort, the other helpers who had been called in to assist him were stunned for half a minute.

Zhang Kai fell backward to the ground and got into a close fight with Tang Yisheng.

It was only after he screamed in agony from the pressure on his vulnerable spot that his friends were brought back to their senses.

They rushed forward in a flurry of activity to start the fight.

Someone grabbed Tang Yisheng's shoulder, trying to pull him away from Zhang Kai.

Tang Yisheng's headbutt was restricted, and although the blood on his face was from Zhang Kai's nose, his fierce and bloodshot eyes still looked incredibly powerful.

He had been punched on the left cheek by someone, and taking advantage of the situation, he tilted his head, bared his teeth, and bit Zhang Kai's forearm, which was blocking his face.

A bitter-tasting liquid seeped into my mouth.

Zhang Kai's screams nearly ruptured Tang Yisheng's eardrums.

Tang Yisheng was kicked repeatedly in the back and legs.

However, the pain subsided after a few moments.

Then, Tang Yisheng could no longer feel the beating and kicking on his back.

Fighting can easily get heated, causing people to ignore pain and become even more ferocious.

Moreover, the momentum of both sides will fluctuate.

As the saying goes, the ruthless fear the stubborn, and the stubborn fear the reckless.

Tang Yisheng acted like a reckless, suicidal young man.

What kind of kid charges into a group of people without saying a word?

They came up so ruthless.

His head was covered in blood, which almost completely obscured his eyes.

Before Kai could even unleash his skills, he was pinned to the ground, attacked in the lower body, and bitten on the arm, drawing blood.

Where did this ruthless person come from?

Those who practice sports and are called out to fight for support are not cowards.

Tang Yisheng briefly scared them off, but only for a few breaths.

Seeing Zhang Kai in a passive and disadvantageous position, their hostility was also aroused.

Once you get the hang of it, you don't hold back at all.

"what!"

A fleshy ball crashed into us forcefully.

The two men, who were facing away from each other, were caught off guard; one was knocked to the ground, and the other stumbled.

Compared to the bloodied and ruthless Tang Yisheng, the chubby and clumsy guy was more likely to be targeted by the enemy.

After all, they were invited to help out, so rather than offending that idiot, they might as well teach that fat guy who clearly had no fighting experience a lesson.

In terms of having no worries about the future, the fat man holds an absolute advantage in the hearts of the supporting players.

The fat man didn't know why he suddenly rushed over.

By the time he realized what was happening, he was already firmly pressed down on Tang Yisheng, becoming a sandbag that offered no resistance.

The fat man had never been beaten like this before, and he grimaced in pain.

Tang Yisheng was no longer able to bite and lash out fiercely.

He was being pressed down by the fat man so hard he could barely breathe.

Zhang Kai was in even worse shape. He was lying on his back, with the weight of the two men pressing down on his chest, and he also suffered a blow to the back of his head and a fierce attack on his lower body.

Tang Yisheng gasped for breath, trying to call out to the fat man to move, but he seemed to have lost his voice due to lack of oxygen. He didn't have time to notice the white foam overflowing from Zhang Kai's mouth, whose face was covered in blood from his nose, nor did he notice that Zhang Kai's eyes were rolling back in his head from suffocation.

You should know that the fat man pushed through the crowd that was beating Tang Yisheng and then jumped up to pounce on him.

He weighs 202 pounds, plus the running start and jumping ability.

Although the jump height is almost zero, what if we take gravity and inertia into account?

"What are you doing! Stop it, all of you stop!"

Several sharp shouts rang out.

Finally, the local police officer arrived.

The police rushed in from outside the gate, blocking it completely, so no one could escape in time.

Not to mention Tang Yisheng and Zhang Kai.

If the fat man had gotten up any later, Tang Yisheng would have almost fainted from holding his breath.

The big, fleshy fat man rolled over and slid to one side, allowing Tang Yisheng to get up.

Zhang Kai lay on his back on the ground. After a three- or four-second pause in the 'non-still image,' he suddenly took a deep breath, curled up on his side, and coughed loudly as he shrank into a shrimp-like shape.

Tang Yisheng's left knee remained bent, pressing down on Zhang Kai's vulnerable lower body.

The fat man jumped up, and unexpectedly, he was struck again with a sudden burst of power and immense pressure.

No wonder Zhang Kai had white foam at the corners of his mouth and rolled his eyes.

It's either from lack of oxygen or from pain.