I Pick Up Waste In Immortal World

At this moment, Hu Xuyong's patience had been worn out. He gave an order to his underlings.    

"Kill him!"    

The men in black vests and the rest had been waiting for this moment for a long time. They raised their weapons and rushed towards Fatty.    

"Hehe, good timing!"    

Fatty laughed loudly. Then, his muscular body, which was like a brown bear, jumped up and waved his fists at the hoodlum who had rushed in front of him.    

He didn't use his full strength in this punch. After all, he didn't know how much strength he had. If he used too much strength in this punch, it wouldn't be a joke unless he killed someone.    

Therefore, Fatty withdrew quite a bit of his strength in this punch. It was better to be safe than sorry!    

However, even though Fatty's punch did not reach sixty percent of his strength, it was still fierce and fierce. It heavily smashed onto a hooligan's baseball bat.    

"Kacha!"    

Fatty's punch directly broke the opponent's somewhat thick baseball bat.    

And that was not all. After the fist wind broke the baseball bat, the fatty's remaining strength did not decrease at all. It directly smashed into the opponent's abdomen.    

The thug's originally straight body was immediately bent by the punch and with a "Wa" sound, he began to vomit.    

This time, the rest of the hoodlums were dumbfounded.    

Could it be that Fatty was born with extraordinary strength? He could even break a baseball bat that was as thick as an arm with just a punch. Moreover, he didn't seem to feel anything. It was as if the punch just now wasn't a wooden stick. It was as if the punch was made of air.    

This scene instantly stunned the gangsters who were surrounding Fatty and preparing to attack him.    

How could Fatty let go of such a great opportunity? He was the kind of person who would take advantage of your illness to kill you. He was able to knock you down with a single punch. He would definitely not waste too much energy.    

After throwing up the thug with one punch, Fatty didn't hesitate at all. He turned around on the spot and used a swift movement that was extremely incompatible with his body size to catch the thug off guard again.    

When Sui Guan saw this, he could not help but praise Fatty in his heart.    

This fellow had just been called a practitioner, but his body's compatibility was actually so high. It made Sui Guan, a natural born trashy cultivator, both envious and jealous.    

If he had Fatty's talent, he might have broken through to the Innate Stage a long time ago.    

Unfortunately, all of this went against his wishes!    

At first, Sui Guan thought that Fatty would definitely ask him for help in the end. However, judging from the glorious result of him killing three gangsters with three punches, he reckoned that he would have to watch from the sidelines this time.    

Speaking of which, Fatty had knocked down three gangsters with three punches. He was completely excited about fighting. He suddenly swung the machete in the hand of one of the hooligans and started to play with the machete.    

Although his moves were extremely exaggerated, it was hard to resist Fatty's imposing manner. It was hard for people to easily touch the edge of his blade.    

Hu Xuyong, who was standing at the side, saw that the imposing manner of his men had changed drastically in the face of Fatty's frightening skill. He knew that if he didn't stand out and stir up the atmosphere, he might really end up in a bad situation later.    

Thus, he shouted at his subordinates who were already filled with fear, "Bastard, what are you afraid of? We have a lot of people, hurry up and beat him up!"    

With Hu Xuyong's on-site command, the gangsters with the black vest in the lead were shocked. Then, they slowly organized an attack on Fatty.    

"Damn it, I don't believe that you can beat more than ten of our brothers by yourself!"    

The man in the black vest roared and attacked Fatty. The rest of the men saw this and waved their weapons from all directions. They rushed to Fatty's side.    

"Hehe, good timing!"    

Fatty saw what happened and smiled hideously. He stopped the machetes in his hands and aimed at one of the thugs next to him. He threw it at the thug next to him.    

"Weng!"    

The strength of Fatty's arm at this moment was extremely shocking. When he swung his knife, the void immediately trembled.    

After that, the machete turned into a cold light and stabbed into the leg of a thug, instantly scaring him to the point of pissing his pants.    

Damn it, if Fatty's knife had been slightly raised by two inches just now, this thug probably wouldn't have been able to pee even if he wanted to!    

For some reason, the hooligan who was scared to pee did not have an awkward expression on his face. Instead, he shouted at the crowd like a madman, "I can still pee, I can still pee!"    

"I can pee you f * cking b * tch!"    

Hu Xuyong used a brick to knock out this little brother who had embarrassed himself to death. Such an embarrassing little brother! It was fine if he didn't want it!    

It was just that the poor hoodlum. Although he had just avoided a disaster between his legs, the back of his head suddenly rewarded his boss with a brick. Without even making a sound, he fainted.    

The little interlude on this side did not affect the intense battle between Fatty and the gang of hoodlums at all.    

Up until now, Fatty had also been slightly injured. A few long cuts on his back had been made with a knife, dyeing his white shirt red.    

However, there was no pain on Fatty's face when he was fighting with the gangsters. There was only excitement.    

That's right, this was the excitement that Fatty had never felt before.    

He had lived for more than 20 years, and this was the first time he felt what it was like to fight a group of people by himself. Moreover, he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage in this situation.    

In this intense fight, Fatty was also quickly adapting to the changes that had occurred in his body after he had become a practitioner.    

He could only feel that there was an endless amount of energy in his body, and under the control of his strength, it became more and more convenient.    

As Fatty gradually grasped himself, the injuries on his body became lighter and lighter, and less and less.    

Three minutes later, another four hoodlums were beaten to the ground by Fatty.    

At this time, there were more than five hooligans who could fight with him with weapons.    

And from the looks of it, other than one with a black vest, the rest of the hoodlums seemed to be at the end of their ropes. It was only a matter of time before Fatty let them go.    

F * ck! Isn't this guy a little too f * cking awesome?!    

Hu Xuyong couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw Fatty getting more and more courageous as the battle progressed.    

There were only five of his ten underlings left. Although they still had the absolute advantage in numbers, Fatty was like an invincible god of war, just like an unkillable cockroach.    

Hu Xuyong couldn't help but have a thought of running away.    

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, Hu Xuyong was startled by his own idea.    

He was also a ruthless character in the past. His wounds should have only been left on the front side, and his back had never been exposed to any enemies. However, today, Hu Xuyong was truly frightened by Fatty, who was like a god of slaughter that had descended to the mortal world.    

This was a man who had traveled far and wide. This was indeed the first time he had seen such a ruthless man in so many years. If he had such a ferocious man in his hands, perhaps Shenghai would have been under his control a long time ago.    

Just as Hu Xuyong's imagination was running wild, another two of his subordinates fell. At this moment, there were only three people left on their side.    

F * ck, this was a tricky situation. Right now, they had no choice but to leave.    

With this thought in mind, Hu Xuyong looked at Fatty with fear, then quietly retreated behind him.    

But before he could take a few steps back, a sarcastic voice came from behind him. "Hehe, where are you going?"    

Why was this voice so familiar?    

Hu Xuyong felt that this voice was very similar to Sui Guan's, but wasn't Sui Guan standing at the entrance of antique shop just now?    

Thinking of this, Hu Xuyong hurriedly looked towards the entrance of the shop.    

But when he looked at the watch, he immediately jumped. Which direction did Sui Guan come from?    

Sui Guan, who was standing at the back, saw Hu Xuyong looking at the front door of the shop and said in a mocking tone. "You don't need to look anymore. I am right behind you right now. If you, Elder, take a step back for me later, I will break one of your legs!"    

He had already realized that Hu Xuyong was about to run away when he saw that the situation was not good. Therefore, he quietly came behind Hu Xuyong and prepared to lock his escape route.