God level counter attack system

Biaozi squinted his eyes and looked at Peng Ye. From the outside, this boy looked ordinary, nothing special at all.

As a warrior, at least Biaozi couldn't feel the slightest aura about warriors from Peng Ye.

"This guy is an ordinary person!"

Soon, Biaozi drew a conclusion on Peng Ye's identity in his heart.

Not only that, but from the cheap clothes on Peng Ye's body, he can roughly judge that the young man in front of him is not at the same level as these rich second generations at all.

"Boy, whose crotch zipper wasn't closed properly, and it actually exposed you."

Biaozi looked at Peng Ye and said with a sneer.

Faced with Biaozi's attitude, Peng Ye had already prepared himself, he was a nobody!If he came up, the opponent would act as if he was facing a formidable enemy, which would not fit his role as an unknown soldier.

"who am I?"

Peng Ye suddenly opened his mouth and smiled.

Then, his complexion suddenly changed, his smile disappeared, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"You don't even know who I am, you just hit my girlfriend like this, do you think it's appropriate!"

When speaking, Peng Ye's tone was very cold.

And I can't explain why, at the same time Peng Ye said this, a powerful aura was released from his body instantly, and this aura made the people around him shudder involuntarily at this moment.

Biaozi was also taken aback for a moment.

Is this kid a practicer? !

Biaozi was a little surprised, but only a little surprised. For so many years, he has planted special soldiers, soldier kings, warriors and so on. I don’t know how many people there are. ability.

"Biaozi, why are you dawdling, hurry up, I still want to be happy!"

Just at this time, Master Hu behind Biaozi was completely impatient, and he urged Biaozi loudly.

"Solve it now!"

Biaozi responded, and then said to Peng Ye with a sneer, "Hmph, brat, I don't care where you come from, but if you meddle in your own business today, you will regret it."

Done.

Biaozi didn't give Peng Ye another chance, he took a step back abruptly, and the wrist that Peng Ye grabbed was pulled back forcefully!
Peng Ye smiled slightly, but did not move.

what!
Biaozi was taken aback.

He couldn't even pull his hand out!
Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, Biaozi's expression became serious.

He is not a rigid person, since he can't get it out, he will find another way.

"Humph!"

Biaozi snorted coldly.

On the one hand, he was still pumping his right hand back vigorously; on the other hand, he stretched his body upright with the strength of pulling with Peng Ye, and then kicked up and swept towards Peng Ye's head.

"Peng Ye! Be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Xu Ziwei, who was standing behind Peng Ye, turned pale with fright, and shouted loudly at Peng Ye.

"Ha ha."

A mocking smile rose from the corner of Peng Ye's mouth.

"Pretend!"

Seeing Peng Ye's smile, Biaozi sneered in his heart.

There was once a strong man who used to drink to make trouble in Master Hu's place. That man was a strong man who had practiced boxing and killed a dozen brothers who were watching the factory in one go.

Later, Master Hu arrived with Biao Zi, and Biao Zi fought against the strong man, and finally kicked the strong man three meters away with all his strength, and directly kicked the strong man.

Now, he kicked Peng Ye in the head with all his might.

Biaozi seemed to have seen the tragedy of Peng Ye's seven orifices bleeding.

however.

Biaozi's kick did not have the expected effect.

Just when he kicked Peng Ye in front of him with all his strength, Peng Ye suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed Biaozi's ankle lightly, and firmly clasped Biaozi's ankle.

"Yo! It's quite strong!"

Peng Ye said to Biaozi with a teasing face.

Then, he frowned slightly, and said, "However, the smell of your feet...uh, it's a bit big!"

This time, Biaozi was really surprised.

It's fine to catch his own slap, after all, he hit a woman, and he didn't use all his strength.

However, this little-known young man caught his full-strength kick lightly.

What a joke!
How could he do it!

Peng Ye's performance also made the rich second generation behind him and Mr. Hu behind Biaozi startled from ear to ear.

"Damn, this guy is so fierce!"

"really!"

……

The rich second generations whispered to each other and talked a lot.

Many of them also like martial arts, but almost everyone who has practiced for two days knows that in modern fighting, strength can almost determine everything.

This is why all kinds of fighting events are divided into weight classes.

Because weight represents strength and absolute advantage.

Lightweight fights heavyweight, basically is to be killed by one punch.

Compared with Peng Ye now, Biaozi is obviously a heavyweight, and Peng Ye can barely be regarded as a lightweight.

If Peng Ye avoided Biaozi's kick, everyone might not be too surprised, because this is mainly about reaction and agility.

However, like Peng Ye who grabs the opponent's ankle almost effortlessly, let alone whether he has such a quick reaction, even if he reacts, this kick can break his finger no matter what.

However, no matter what everyone thinks, the fact is that Biaozi was once again deflated.

Master Hu couldn't help frowning. Biaozi was the number one officer under him. The reason why he was able to get into this position today was largely due to the existence of Biaozi, a super thug.

But now this super thug can't even deal with a doll in his early 20s, how can this not surprise him?

"Biaozi!"

Master Tiger frowned and shouted.

"what!"

Biaozi yelled, he was really angry, and he was so angry that he was probably more humiliated today than he has been in all these years since his debut.

"asshole!"

Biaozi cursed loudly, and he tried to pull back his foot, but found that Peng Ye's five fingers were like iron hooks, firmly grasping his ankle, and did not move at all.

With one hand and one foot trapped in the opponent's hands, now Biaozi, let alone fight back, it is impossible for him to move even if he wants to.

"let me go!"

Biaozi stared at Peng Ye with red eyes, and roared in a hoarse voice.

"Ugh!"

Peng Ye shook his head, as if regretting something.

suddenly.

He suddenly let go of Biaozi's right hand.

"go to hell!"

Biaozi withdrew his right hand, overjoyed.

He took out a five-inch long dagger with his backhand, and stabbed it at Peng Ye's lower abdomen.

"Die!"