Chapter 671

Don't ask Leng for a moment, cold hum in disgust. It turns out that the little monkey he abandoned has a backstage. No wonder it's so arrogant!

Moreover, there is such a big house here for rent. The monthly rent is a very considerable income. Maybe this house is the illegal income of this bastard. Because of the relationship of the Public Security Bureau, I can't imagine that those people who are bullied by them dare to be angry.

At this time, Mo asked with a sneer: "so... I hit a person who didn't change my fight?"

After that, Mo Wen laughed. These people thought that Mo Wen was scared when he heard that Xiao Mianhou's uncle was the director of Hongshan Branch of the Public Security Bureau. However, Mo Wen didn't show a look of panic. Instead, he laughed happily. Mo Wen's face sank. He looked coldly at the gangsters and said, "I don't care what the director or section chief... Don't talk so much nonsense. Those who know each other should get out of my way quickly, Otherwise, I don't mind letting you be carried out like this beast... "

The dozen gangsters were stunned when they heard Mo Wen's words. They didn't expect that Mo Wen was so arrogant and that sun Hui's name was still so arrogant. This was something that had never happened before, and they didn't react for a moment.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, I can tell you... When the sky collapses, you can't hold it..." the tattoo man still stares fiercely like that, and Mo shouts.

"If you want to fight, what can you do with so much useless nonsense? A group of rubbish... "With that, Mo Wen turned around and was preparing to continue to treat Feng Jing's boyfriend.

However, when he turned around, the tattoo man suddenly called out to Mo Wen: "stop... Do you think... This is so easy? Hum... "

As soon as the voice fell, the dozen gangsters immediately started to move. At the same time, more than a dozen people surrounded Mo Wen, ishenberg, Feng Jing and Feng Jing's boyfriend in the middle.

When Mo Wen saw that the dozen gangsters surrounded him, his face showed a cold breath of anger. The father of the little sheep squatted on the ground, showing an angry look. The onlookers from the neighborhood seemed to be very optimistic about Mo Wen. After they saw Mo Wen's hand just now, it was really exciting, especially when they saw the little monkey lying on the ground moaning, There was a smile on everyone's face.

As if this smile to tell Mo: kill this son of a bitch, see if he dare to do evil in the future.

"Kill him... Avenge my son, I'll bear it when something goes wrong..." the middle-aged man angrily pointed to Mo Wen and roared.

"Hum... Since you want to die, come on..." Mo wenmian coldly swept the dozen gangsters in front of him and said coldly.

"Boy, it's not so easy for you to hurt brother monkey without bleeding? Hum... "

"Talk to him... Go up and kill the boy..."

"Yes! How arrogant! If today's news gets out, how can we get along? Grass... What he did to monkey brother, we also did to him. First get rid of his hands, and let monkey brother vent his anger for the rest... "

"We're going to have a good time with the disabled men... We're going to have a good time with the disabled women..."

"I want that foreign girl. She's so big. What's the taste of foreign girl that I haven't tasted yet..."

"Ha ha..." before they started to fight, these gangsters began to think about the distribution of the results after the victory. Don't ask. Looking at the dozen people in front of them, they said with a smile: "you little gangsters... You just want to learn from others. I'm so happy."

"Hum..." a strong man stood up and showed his muscles. With a cold hum, he roared: "don't worry, we won't kill you and waste your limbs! Let you lie in a few hospitals... As for whether brother monkey will trouble you again, it's beyond our control... If you want to blame it, blame you for provoking people who shouldn't be... "

"Ha ha..." after hearing this strong man's words, Mo Wen suddenly laughed and said with a smile: "come along..."

"Grass..." those people were laughing when they saw Mo Wen and heard that someone wanted to beat him. A dozen thugs were also a little surprised. The strong man sneered: "how many pounds! You'll know in a minute! I don't believe... You can beat more than ten of our brothers by yourself... "

"Good! That's what you're waiting for! " Mo Wen's face sank immediately, and he said in a low voice to ishenberg: "bell, protect Miss Feng and his boyfriend... Today I'm going to teach these guys who don't know the heaven and earth for the villagers in Fuzhou..."

"Master, how can you kill a chicken with an ox knife? Just let me... You continue to treat their injuries is... "Ishenberg put Feng Jingping on the ground, stood up, moved his body, and walked to Mo Wen with a happy smile.

"Will you do it?" Mo asked subconsciously to look at the two people who were in a coma. He was right to think about it. However, he hesitated for a moment for fear that ishabel would kill them, and said with a smile, "OK! However, you should be careful... Don't hit too hard, just hit it till it's over. Don't beat it to death... "

Damn, it's the end of the day if you beat the disabled or not?

Don't ask the words, immediately let all people tremble, this in the end is where sacred, how to speak so rampant?

Ishabel nodded and immediately went up. Facing his dozen gangsters, he seemed to have no idea how to fight. A beautiful foreign girl stood in front of them. If she was hurt, no one would give up. Moreover, if it came out that more than a dozen of them beat a woman, it would not be very good-looking.

When these gangsters hesitated, suddenly ishenberg moved, and a dark shadow like a poisonous snake swam around the bodies of the dozen gangsters.

These ten thugs have no martial arts foundation at all. They are just a little stronger and a little more fierce than ordinary people. Where ishebel wanders, one by one he falls down and screams incessantly.

Mo Wen, with a smile on his face, bent down to treat Feng Jing's boyfriend without even raising his head when eshenberg knocked down the gangsters.

For this man, Mo Wen's heart is still very shocked. A man in his thirties is only about seventy pounds. In his skinny physical condition, Mo Wen finds that Feng Jing's boyfriend is not only two-thirds dead of his brain and nerves, but also his blood cells are very low. This is a symptom of severe anemia. Mo Wen frowns. After careful examination, he is completely shocked.

Long term malnutrition, long-term eating those junk food, even the stomach has appeared signs of early cancer, Mo Wen clearly found that cancer cells are slowly spreading.

The most serious problem is that in Feng Jing's boyfriend's body, Mo Wen found the disorder Xing anemia in his bone marrow. In this case, if there is no repeated diagnosis and treatment for several months, I'm afraid Mo Wen is not sure that he can completely cure these problems in this man.

After the head was hit, intracranial hemorrhage caused two-thirds of the brain nerve atrophy and lost its function. Early gastric cancer, aplastic anemia, Xing anemia, I really don't know how he came over these years.

Mo Wen's mind flashed the pain of these incurable diseases. No matter what kind of disease, I'm afraid others would not be able to support it for a long time.

At the same time, ishabel was walking around a dozen thugs, such as straight back fist, knee punching, empty hand cutting, hand knife Sideswipe and so on. Ishabel didn't dodge and hide. His hands were raised at the same time, and he only heard countless muffled sounds coming from his ears! Every time she made an attack, a man fell to the ground under ishebel's hands. After a very short breathing time, the field was full of thugs holding hands or feet, rolling and screaming in pain.

"It's too much to fight... I'm lying down before I warm up... Get up again, and play with me..." ishenberg waved and laughed at the miserable groans on the ground.

"Ah..." with a scream of pain, these thugs' hands were broken when they started against ishebel, and the thugs' legs would be broken. Fortunately, before Mo asked, he told ishebel to stop, and don't kill him. Otherwise, as a Xing and identity of ishebel, anyone who threatened Mo would kill him impolitely.

So, in the fight, ishebel just dislocated their joints.

The miserable groans of these gangsters came and went one after another, or they tried their best to control the dull roar, or they screamed bitterly and bitterly, and all kinds of creepy and miserable sounds rang through the whole building, which made people feel numb and sweat all over. It seemed that even breathing became heavy and slow under the influence of these groans.

Naturally, the happiest ones are the migrant workers in the neighborhood. They are usually bullied by these bastards and dare not breathe. Now someone finally beat them up, which can be regarded as a bad breath for them.

Looking at this crazy and terrible scene, the little monkey father and son felt that they were about to collapse. A dozen brothers were knocked down on the ground without even a face to face in front of a foreign girl. This kind of thing was unheard of before, and even if they witnessed it with their own eyes, they were still as if they were in a dream.

Without paying attention to the eyes of the onlookers, ishebel coldly asked the tattooed man who had never started: "what about you? They're all down... Why are you still standing? Come... Practice with me... "

The tattooed boy stepped back, as if he knew that he was not the opponent of the foreign girl. However, he still bit his teeth, took a step, and rushed directly in front of ishebel. When he made the first punch, ishebel moved. As soon as he extended his hand, he grasped his arm and gently pushed forward, Ishenberg put his elbow on his belly, screamed, fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while.