Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All!

Chapter 263-264

Chapter 263 You're A 200-pound Hercules

"Holy shit! A real-life version of Brutal Charge!"

"The person above has exposed his age."

"If this guy was born in ancient times, he would definitely be a qualified spearman."

"Since ancient times, spearmen have had terrible luck."

"Maybe he can really turn the tables."

When Chen Yu said the words 'toy gun,' the chat's comments sank back into their stomachs.

They watched with relish as [Single for 30 Years] fought the robbers.

The shop assistants, who were unaware of the situation, were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Three robbers rushed into the gold shop a few minutes ago and shouted robbery.

Then, one of the robbers took out a pistol, scaring the female shop assistants into trembling.

Under the pressure of the gun, everyone held their heads and squatted on the ground, not daring to move.

The leader of the robbers had just put away his gun when a fatty rushed in with a brick.

Before anyone could figure out what was happening, he knocked down a robber with a brick.

[Single for 30 Years] used all his strength, holding the anti-riot steel fork in their hands, and stabbed forward with all his might.

The robber forgot to dodge momentarily and stood rooted to the ground.

He could not believe there was such a reckless person in the world.

He wasn't even afraid of guns, and he wanted to risk his life for strangers!

By the time he reacted, the steel fork had already hit his body.

A considerable force pushed his body backward.

After taking a few steps back, the robber staggered and fell uncontrollably.

"Dr. Chen, what should we do now?"

[Single for 30 Years] panted and asked.

"What else can you do? Beat him to death."

"Understood."

Hearing this, [Single for 30 Years] used the steel fork as an iron rod and swung it down fiercely.

"Ayo! Stop it!"

"Help!"

"Damn fatty, if you hit me again, I'll fight you to the death... My leg!"

"Sir, we're just robbing, not killing."

"Brother, can you stop hitting me?"

With a series of screams, the robber's legs were broken by the anti-riot steel fork.

Due to its strength, the head of the steel fork bent.

The leader of the robbers was so angry that his face turned green.

He searched left and right but couldn't find suitable weapons.

"Brother, give me that knife of yours. I'll chop that damn fatty alive!"

The robber's accomplice, who was lying on the ground and screaming non-stop, pulled out a knife from the inner lining of his clothes and threw it at the leader.

"Damn you, throw carefully!"

The machete flew straight at the bandit leader and almost hit his head. Fortunately, he dodged in time.