Chapter 670

When dealing with a character like little monkey, don't ask. It's as easy as killing an ant.

"You... What are you doing?" Little monkey was stunned by Mo Wen's ghost like slap. He quickly stepped back, leaned against the wall, pointed at Mo Wen and said angrily, "I... I tell you, my nickname is little monkey. No one in this generation doesn't know my name. You... Don't mess with me..."

"Hum!" Don't ask Leng hum and say angrily: "little monkey, I don't think you're as good as a little sheep... If someone else is a woman, do you want to do it? And... Did you hurt her boyfriend? "

"I... I defend myself... He asked for it... How can I be blamed?" The little monkey called out with great reason.

"Yes? What about Feng Jing? Is... Self defense? How did the glass break? You are a big man to a woman, with this point, as long as there is a conscience, will not do... "Finish, don't ask" whoosh "ground, flash to the little monkey's side, not polite to a punch in his belly.

"Ah..." a scream, because the little monkey is against the wall, his body directly hit the wall, the tall and burly body suddenly shrunk into a ball, in Mo Wen's huge fist force, the little monkey whole person with a dog eat shit posture to the ground.

The next moment, there was a dull bang. The little monkey's mouth hit the ground. Four or five white teeth were knocked off. The little monkey covered his stomach and mouth in pain and lay on the ground screaming.

Don't ask if you want to teach this man a lesson. Naturally, he won't be knocked unconscious with one punch, and he won't be killed in front of so many people. When you punch, don't ask if you only use 10% of the strength. With that strength, little monkey can't stand it any more. He lies on the ground, rolls his body and screams loudly.

And Mo Wen's intention is to tell everyone here that evil is rewarded. Feng Jing is an ordinary friend of him. Even so, Mo Wen will not let a bully bully her. Even if he is an irrelevant person, Mo Wen will not stand by when he sees the bully bullying.

Mo Wen bent down. A big hand clasped the monkey's wrist like a pair of iron tongs. He squeezed it hard and heard the sound of a broken bone.

With a click, the monkey's wrist was crushed by Mo Wen.

"Ah..." the little monkey glared at his big eyes and screamed in his mouth. At this moment, the little monkey felt a breath of death that he had never felt before, and the feeling of terror immediately covered his whole body

"Spare my life... Brother... Spare my life... I didn't mean to... Miss Feng... I... I just wanted to take advantage of her. I didn't expect that it would be like this... Spare my life... It's killing me... Spare my life, brother..." the little monkey's face was covered with cold sweat at this time. In the scream of cold heart, the little monkey was in great pain, Terrified, he asked Mo to beg for mercy.

"Well! I didn't want your life... Don't cry so loud... "Mo wenleng snorted. He clasped the hand on the little monkey's wrist and broke it with great force. The creepy sound of bone fracture was heard all the time. When he released his hand and pushed it with great force, the little monkey was already limp and fell on the ground, lying on the ground screaming.

"When you hit someone, do you think about how they feel? I just want you to experience the feeling of being beaten... "Mo Wen coldly looks at the little monkey on the ground. It's still a light hand for such a beast. If it's not for Feng Jing's bad behavior in this generation, Mo Wen won't be merciful. Although he's very angry, he's still clear headed. He can kill such a person at any time, Just now, Mo Wen pinched and folded hard. The little monkey's wrist was broken. Even if it was cured, the hand could not do anything. It must be a useless person.

"Stop it At this time, more than a dozen people flash to Mo Wen quickly! Facing Mo Wen, he yelled: "who are you? How dare you behave here? "

"Quickly... Give me... Waste him... * * *, this revenge, my little monkey vowed not to be a man..." little monkey saw his reinforcements came in time, immediately roared at Mo Wen.

These ten little gangsters usually follow the little monkey in this generation. As soon as they hear that the little monkey has been beaten, they still don't know what's going on, so they rush here.

These people usually bully the nearby residents and tenants, collect protection fees, blackmail some honest shopkeepers, and play with some timid women. Once something happens, they will all come out to help. Many people around here have suffered their losses, and even some people are beaten not like Cheng, I can't move for months in the hospital.

At the moment when these people appeared, the neighbors who had just been watching all over the house withdrew from the house one after another.

The house has seven floors, and each floor has about 12 single apartment rooms. They rent it to the workers in Fuzhou for 200 yuan a month. The people who rent here are almost manual workers. Feng Jing is a special case. Although they can earn a little money in a month, they owe a lot of debt in order to see a doctor for their boyfriend, If we don't live frugally, how can we pay off the debt?

It is because the rent here is cheap that they live here wrongly for several years.

As soon as they get their monthly salary, the first thing for the couple is to get rid of the expenses and use the rest to pay off their debts. When the rent is due, Feng Jing is caught off guard.

No one expected to meet such a brute landlord father and son.

When Mo Wen saw the crowd from the neighborhood withdraw, he shifted his attention and glanced at the gangsters who rushed in behind him. He gave a cold smile and disdained to take out a cigarette from his body. After lighting it, he took a few puffs and vomited smoke. He stepped forward and looked at the little monkey lying on the ground. He saw that the little monkey was in pain, Mo Wencai felt that his anger had slightly decreased, so there was no need to waste time with other people. He said in a cold voice: "you can get out of here now. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If anyone wants to end up like this bastard, come on..."

Speaking of this, Mo Wen shook his head and quickly said, "if you want to come, let's go together. I have to save people... I have no time to play with you here..."

"Boy, you're a little too hard, aren't you?" A man with a tattoo on his arm stepped forward, looked at the little soft monkey moaning on the ground, and said angrily, "brother monkey, what's your deep hatred, you're so vicious?"

"Not with me... But... He hurt my friend. I want to get justice for those who were hurt by him! You're all on the road. You should know the rules... "

"This is nature..." the tattooed man nodded.

"Then I ask you... What would you do if you were in such a situation?" Mo Wen continued with a smile.

"Of course, it's the waste of him..." the tattoo man said, and realized that he didn't ask who he was referring to. He also felt the seriousness of the matter. Subconsciously, he took a look at a skinny man on the sofa behind him, and the woman with a foreign girl in his arms. He thought: can't the little monkey fight a woman? Grass... This is not a man. If it's spread, how can we mix in the future?

Although the tattoo man thinks so in his heart, they are a team after all. They usually help each other to deal with the attacking opponents. At this time, he naturally has to help, and some feel guilty to say: "then you can't lay such a heavy hand... Monkey brother, even if it's wrong, you interrupt his hands... Friend, is that a bit too much?"

"Ha ha..." Mo Wen raised his head and laughed. Then he took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile, "even you said you would waste him... I just broke his hands. Is that light?"

With that, Mo Wen stares at the tattoo man in front of him with his cold eyes. The tattoo man only feels that Mo Wen's eyes pierce into his heart like a sword. The vest immediately perspires and stands there muttering speechless.

Mo Wen is right. If you hit someone who shouldn't be hit in the underworld, you will be dead. The little monkey is just broken hands, which is light of course.

"Hey, who are you helping? I'm all like this... Do you still have the heart to talk to him about these useless things... And you're going to waste him? " Little monkey saw that his companion and Mo Wen were discussing the rules of the underworld. His anger suddenly burned in his heart. He yelled at the tattooed man and sat up in pain.

The tattoo man may find that his performance is a bit weak, especially under the roar of the little monkey. If this incident does not bring face back, I'm afraid that their reputation of bullying in this generation will be ruined. A trace of anger rises in the tattoo man's heart. He strides forward to Mo Wen and says angrily: "today... You must pay a heavy price for it... Otherwise, Don't get out of here... "

"Oh?" Don't ask a Leng, take a puff of the cigarette in your hand, then throw away the cigarette end in your hand, spit out smoke in your mouth, stare at the tattoo man coldly, and say darkly: "are you just a few little gangsters? Hum... Don't overdo yourself. I've just reminded you that if you don't want to be like this mad dog... Just leave here for me... "

During the conversation, Mo Wen pointed to the little monkey on the ground, as if to remind them to think clearly. If they continue to be arrogant, the end will be the same as the little monkey.

"Grass, boy... You are too crazy..." tattoo man's face has changed dramatically. He has been used to bullying all the time. The situation between the enemy and ourselves is clear at a glance. Don't ask if there is only one person, but they have sixteen brothers. Can this guy fight so well? The tattoo man obviously didn't believe it. Not only he didn't believe it, but also other gangsters were angered by Mo Wen's words. A strong man standing behind the tattoo man immediately stood in front of Mo Wen and yelled: "boy... No matter who you are, break brother monkey's hands, hum... Just think about it, there's no door... I tell you, we are not ordinary people..."

"Oh?" Mo Wen, hearing the strong man's words, sneered, looked at the little monkey on the ground disdainfully, and said with a smile, "well, tell me... He's not in class one, is he in class two? Who is his head teacher? Why do you even accept this kind of animal students? It's so short-sighted... "

"You..." the strong man almost vomited blood when asked by mo.

"Let me tell you, little monkey's uncle, but our director of Hongshan Branch Bureau... Director Sun Huisun..." the tattooed man looked at Mo with pride. It seemed that few people could afford such a background, and said arrogantly: "you hurt little monkey, boy... You broke the sky..."