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At the forefront of the crowd, which had now reached less than ten ters in front of the stage, the security barrier created by the staff had long been overwheld, and those wary of the danger had already retreated to a distance.

“Just as I thought, unreliable.”

Song Yun sighed softly, stood up, and said to the dark corner beside him, “Black Flood Dragon, help watch over Yuxue.”

“Understood!”

The voice of Black Flood Dragon ca hauntingly, and in almost an instant, with a long sword on his back and a sinister face, Black Flood Dragon appeared beside Song Yuxue.

“Whoever dares touch Yuxue, kill them,” Song Yun murmured.

“Understood.” Black Flood Dragon stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip, “I’ve had this sword for so long and haven’t seen blood yet, maybe tonight it will.”

“Brother, be careful!” Song Yuxue called out anxiously as she saw Song Yun walking towards the crowd.

“It’s okay.” Song Yun, with his back to Song Yuxue, raised his hand, “Just stay put.”

In front of the stage was a welded steel fence, originally just a facility to prevent audiences from breaking in from outside, but now it had turned into the last barrier against at least several hundred spectators.

At this ti, the northern spectators had already reached the front of this fence, fervently planning to climb over it, when suddenly, a frail figure appeared in front of the fence, separated from the crowd by about five ters.

This frail man, with a cigarette in his mouth, was leaning against the fence and lazily watched the people in front of him.

“Kid, what are you doing?

Move aside, we want to tear down this corrupt stage, we need to protect our Xiao Hua!” a man shouted.

“Tch, is Xiao Hua yours?” Song Yun took a drag on his cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and disdainfully looked at the man who spoke.

“Kid, it’s better for you to step aside if you know what’s good for you.

It’s not worth getting beaten up for such a crappy show!” the man continued.

Song Yun shrugged indifferently, “I was born tough, not afraid of a beating.”

“Bastard, get out of the way!” soone’s emotions were highly escalated, and seeing Song Yun standing there, as if disdainful of everyone, instantly fueled their anger, and they began to yell about rushing forward to show Song Yun what a powerful punch felt like.

Song Yun, spotting the explosive tendency of the opposing crowd, furrowed his brow and suddenly grasped the steel fence behind him.

“He’s going to run!

Don’t let him get away!” soone shouted.

“Who said bro here is running?” Song Yun gripped the steel pipe, and his other hand clenched into a fist, raising it!

Just as everyone wondered what Song Yun was going to do.

Bang!

Song Yun’s hand suddenly slamd down, directly striking the top of the steel fence.

“Could it be that this guy is actually one of ours?

Charged with destroying the fence?

But this steel pipe is as thick as a man’s arm, how could he break it barehanded?” so of Shen Bocheng’s hired people in the crowd secretly thought.

But after Song Yun’s punch, the crowd that had been ready to charge forward suddenly stopped in their tracks.

The steel pipe, as thick as an arm, under Song Yun’s fist, directly bent in the middle!

Although it did not break, it ford a strange curve.

Song Yun, with a cigarette dangling, took another disdainful look at the crowd in front of him, then punched down on the bent spot again.

Bang!

Another loud noise.

The bent spot bent even more and began showing so cracks.

Bang bang bang!

Song Yun thodically kept smashing down, and after the fifth blow.

Crack!

The bent area, like a fragile bone, was directly broken by Song Yun!

What trendous power!

“Good Lord, is this the Vigorous Vajra Palm?” soone suddenly blurted out.

Song Yun’s other hand had already gripped the steel pipe, and after the pipe was broken, Song Yun pulled on it forcefully, bending it, and then pulled in the opposite direction, a section as long as an arm was forcefully detached from the fence.

Clang clang clang.

Song Yun knocked the steel pipe against the fence, the tal colliding and emitting a series of sounds.

Holding the steel pipe in one hand and removing the cigarette from his mouth with the other, he casually looked at the crowd opposite and said faintly, “If anyone’s brave enough, try taking another step forward.”

Suddenly, an eerie silence fell over the crowd.

The previously restless crowd suddenly went completely quiet, as if even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

Gulp.

A gulp resounded, from the man at the very front of the crowd who had previously cursed at Song Yun, who swallowed hard and said to Song Yun, “This…

this friend, we have to be reasonable, it ultimately isn’t right to resort to physical attacks.”

Song Yun extinguished his cigarette and said to the crowd in front of him, “Everyone just stay put alright?

Whatever issues there are, those are their problems, don’t get agitated by others and act rash like greenhorns.

You all aren’t young anymore, have so cunning, alright?”

“You…!!” The people from Shen Bocheng hiding in the crowd were just about to say sothing when suddenly, a young man appeared beside them, and imdiately, the person who wanted to speak was dragged out of the crowd by the young man.

A couple of their colleagues saw what happened and wanted to do sothing but suddenly realized that around them, hundreds of nacing-looking individuals had appeared, each looking like a demon straight from Hell, staring at their group, emitting chilling laughs, and next to them stood a few policen wielding batons.

The previously agitated northern crowd was quickly subdued by Song Yun, the Shura Alliance mbers, and Director Li.