Chapter 1067 Two Legs

Han Yiyi frowned at this moment, her face looked ugly. She thought about it and said to Han Yang: "Mr. Yi, you should let him go..."

Han Yang didn't look at her.

The fat man suddenly stood up, walked seven or eight meters in front of Han Yang, and shouted to Han Yang, "It's so mad, why are you standing there? You still won't let anyone kneel down and wait for the shit, you..."

Han Yang slowly opened his mouth and said only one word, "Breaking!"

With a bang, it was like a bomb exploding in the fat man's body. Blood mist splattered everywhere. The fat man didn't even hum, and it turned into a ball of minced meat and splashed everywhere.

The broken flesh and blood flew out around with a huge force. When it came to Hanyang, there seemed to be a barrier out of thin air, blocking the flesh and blood.

But on that side, the thin young man and other gangsters were not that good.

The fat man's shattered flesh and blood splashed all over them, especially the thin young man and the two gangsters standing in front, which was even more terrible. They were covered in blood all over their bodies, and even pieces of minced meat were slowly flowing down.

The thin young man was the worst because he stood in front. He had a bowel on his head, and the whole picture looked bloody and disgusting.

Everyone was stunned. The huge ancestral hall was silent for a moment.

The group of gangsters who were arrogant and arrogant before were standing there at this moment, their faces were dull, their eyes were filled with fear, and some guys, even their legs, trembled violently uncontrollably.

Next to Han Yang, Han Yiyi was stunned for a long time when she saw this scene, and then she finally couldn't hold on. She felt the things in her stomach tumbling violently. Then, she ran to the side and started to retching.

"ah!"

Among the gangsters, someone finally called out, and then a few gangsters ran away desperately, looking at their desperate appearance and were willing to kill them.

Obviously, the scene that happened just now had scared them.

And the remaining people, including the thin young Master Weihu, also wanted to run away, but unfortunately, they kept using their legs and feet at this moment, as if they were growing on the ground, and they had no strength at all.

The thin young master Weihu was sweating all over, and his face was sweating like rain. There was no other emotion in his eyes except fear.

His legs were shaking very hard.

Although the old man with short hair who was pinched by Han Yang did not dare to move, he also saw the scene that happened before.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with horror. He knew that the reason why the fat man's body exploded instantly was because Han Yang compressed his energy into a thumb-sized energy ball, and then instantly penetrated into the fat man's body.

He had never seen this control before. Even the boss of Tianwei Group seemed to have not done this method!

This is why he was shocked. Who is this young man? Why is he so terrifying? Why is there no breath of energy fluctuation on his body?

A series of doubts made him more and more afraid the more he thought about it. It was a pity that he didn't dare to say a word at this moment, for fear that Han Yang would crush his neck with a little effort.

Han Yang saw these gangsters wanting to run away, he just snorted, and then his soul power surged out. Suddenly, the gate of the ancestral hall slammed, and no matter how many gangsters pulled it, they couldn't open it.

The gangsters tried a few times and quickly gave up. Then, they turned around, looking at Han Yang with fear, as if they were ghosts.

Han Yang was too lazy to pay attention to them, but turned his head and looked at the young master Weihu who was standing there shaking like a sieve, and said lightly: "Two legs and life, how do you choose?"

Weihu's eyes widened, and cold sweat broke out from his empty glass of wine. His clothes were even soaked.

He looked at Han Yang and said, "You...you dare not touch me, I...I am from Tianwei Group, my dad is..."

Han Yang smiled and said nothing nonsense. With a thought, two sword lights, one green and one black, rushed out of his body, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the base of Weihu's two thighs. The light flashed, and his two thighs were cut off in an instant.

Then, the two sword lights were taken back into his body by Han Yang.

Weihu only felt a chill on his thigh. After the two sword lights were retracted, two sharp pains suddenly came out of his thighs. He quickly lowered his head, but unexpectedly, when his body moved, his entire upper body fell forward uncontrollably.

With a bang, he fell to the ground, his thighs and then fell to both sides.

He lay on the ground, with a look of panic and severe pain, and even almost made him fall into a coma.

And where his wounds were, two blood lines were sprayed out like fountains.

Seeing this scene, the gangsters were so scared that they sat down on the ground. Several of them were even scared to the point of being so scared that they were even pissed out.

The old man with short hair also had a pale complexion and his eyes were full of horror.

Han Yiyi also looked pale and looked at the scene in disbelief, covering her mouth and staring at her eyes, all with shock in her expression.

Obviously, she didn't expect that Han Yang would actually come.

Looking at the gust of blood from Weihu, Han Yang knew that if he was bleeding, this guy would definitely die immediately, and this was not what he wanted to see.

So, he reached out his hand from the air and quickly sealed the acupoint on the tiger's legs. Suddenly, the gushing blood quickly disappeared.

Then, Han Yang looked at the old man with short hair who was being held in his hand, with a little coldness in his eyes.

The old man with short hair shivered involuntarily when he saw him, then swallowed a mouthful of water and said in a hurry: "Give up your life, senior..."

Han Yang looked at him coldly. His original intention was to kill this guy. After all, this guy had sneaked into Uncle Second before.

But at this moment, he suddenly changed his mind.

A handprint formed in his palm and quickly hit the old man with short hair. The old man with short hair had no room for resistance.

The handprints entered his body, and the short-haired old man was shocked. He glanced at Han Yang, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He understood that since he had inscribed this handprint, he would temporarily hold on to his life.

Han Yang threw him forward and said, "Get out, go back and tell the people of Tianwei Group that sooner or later, I will flatten them!"

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the short-haired old man. He glanced at Han Yang, then flashed and ran to the Weihu who had fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss. He picked him up and hurried towards the door of the ancestral hall.
Chapter completed!