Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 201 - 133 Yun Gang Outer City, Blocking the Way!_3

Chapter 201: Chapter 133 Yun Gang Outer City, Blocking the Way!_3

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Blue virtual light characters floated in the middle of the square, where black-clad half-modified people formed teams and patrolled with guns.

The whooshing sound filled the air; looking up at the sky, flying vehicles occasionally streaked through the sky, clearly belonging to the Security Bureau of Yun Gang Outer City.

People came and went, and the group of five headed straight for the parking area next to the square.

A glance shifted, and the conspicuous blonde caught Chen Feng’s attention.

That blonde woman and two bodyguards were heading to the roadside where a line of La Royce’s motorcade stopped, with quite a few obviously modified bodyguards coming to greet her. Clearly, they were there to pick her up.

"Looks like a rich lady."

Zhao Tingxiao muttered from the side, clearly taking notice as well.

"Hehe, Junior Zhao’s so handsome, why not give it a try?"

Lin Xiaoyun teased, while Zhao Jushan beside her deliberately frowned.

"Senior Sister Lin, don’t joke around with me."

"...I wasn’t talking about you."

The three joked for a bit, and somehow, Chen Feng felt that the slight tension from arriving in a strange place quietly dissipated.

With slightly relaxed steps, he was about to walk toward the roadside.

But, the next second.

"Hm?"

He frowned and looked across the street.

A figure was standing there.

Somewhat lean, but tall and straight like a pine, over 1.8 meters.

Dressed in a gray robe embroidered with a ’Fist’ character, probably around thirty years of age.

A faint malevolence approached, and then the figure actively stepped forward, brushing past the blonde woman’s group, heading straight for the five.

"Yi Fist Flow, Luo Dong."

"Pleased to meet you, Flame Tiger Sect Master."

The figure halted, slightly bowed, and stood three to five meters in front of them.

Before Chen Feng and the others could react, Li Tong took a careful look at the man.

His gaze fluctuated for a few seconds, and he finally shook his head with a sigh.

"Didn’t expect you all to have defected to Flying Dragon Style..."

The blocking Luo Dong remained silent, not responding.

"Second Level of Entering Strength, I won’t bully you."

Shaking his head, Li Tong stepped forward, passing by him.

Zhao Tingxiao was slightly stunned, not quite catching on.

The next second, the tall and burly Zhao Jushan stepped forward.

Crack crack crack!

Muscles and bones sounded as his face showed a ferocious expression.

"Flame Tiger Style, Zhao Jushan!"

Boom!!

He stomped the ground and charged forward, his deep-red power erupting.

The two clashed instantly, while Li Tong continued to walk forward.

Chen Feng slightly frowned, Zhao Tingxiao somewhat uncomfortable.

As if seeing through their thoughts, Lin Xiaoyun shook her head solemnly, signaling them to follow.

The sound of footsteps began, and behind them, the thud of fists striking flesh.

The intense battle quickly drew the attention of the entire square, including those inside the high-speed train station, who watched through the glass windows.

However, the half-modified patrol responsible for maintaining order seemed to turn a blind eye and did not intervene.

"Miss?"

At the roadside, the La Royce motorcade had not left yet.

The blonde woman who was about to get in the car paused, standing in front of the open car door, turned her head back to look at Chen Feng and his group.

"It’s someone from Yi Fist Flow, seems to be a dispute within the Martial Arts World."

A modified bodyguard quickly informed, and the blonde woman uttered an "oh."

She shook her head dismissively; the Martial Arts World had been in decline for a long time.

In the face of modifications and mechanical martial arts, even a grandmaster has moments of weakness. Throughout Yun Gang City, only the so-called Flying Dragon Group deserved her slight attention.

And moreover.

Such behavior of challenging on the street and starting a fight...

"Uncouth."

She simply commented and turned to walk into the car.

Tap tap tap tap.

Suddenly, footsteps arose from the roadside, and the bodyguards looked over warily.

Another man in his thirties appeared, very tall, about 1.85 meters.

Dressed in a blue robe embroidered with the character ’Palm’.

His large joints slowly swung, and with fierce and keen eyes, he surveyed the surroundings, exerting no small pressure.

Seeing this, the blonde woman’s eyebrows raised slightly, and she paused again.

Following her gaze, the man walked straight to where Chen Feng and the others were, with hidden malice.

"Trigram Palm, Qin Bugui."

"Pleased to meet you, Flame Tiger Sect Master."