Chapter 1736

Some people admire Mo Wen, some people question Mo Wen, and some people hate Mo Wen. Those who admire Mo Wen are because the dragon's stick is shining. Those who question Mo Wen are because Mo Wen has such strength when he is so young. Those who hate Mo Wen are because Mo Wen makes them lose their relatives.

One of these people is Yu Xiaole, Yu Zhongtian's nephew. Next to him are several young people in colorful clothes. The man with a big mouth is a little conspicuous. He is the most promiscuous person in his family, nicknamed "mucky stick". Naturally, Yu Xiaole is not familiar with these people. However, money can make the devil push the mill. In anyone's eyes, interest is very important, No matter how strong your will is, you can't stand the temptation of such interests.

Of course, in this world, we can not exclude those who are not tempted by interests. After all, these people are in the minority.

"We've been waiting for so long, and he finally shows up." Beside the staff, a young man with a cigarette in his mouth sneered, "I haven't bullied the new comer for a long time."

"Shut up." Stir excrement stick cold scold a, this youth, eyebrow a wrinkly, squint an eye, murmur a way: "I how feel this person a little familiar?"

Words fall, several companions and Yu Xiaole can't help but look at the mouth of the young man, stir excrement stick frown meditation.

"Don't think about it too much, just do it." Yu Xiaole urged, it seems that in his eyes, only one person can arouse his interest, this person is mo asked: "he came out, it's too late to do it again."

"Brother cudgel, what do you want to do?" A companion is eager to try. He has no time to think about it. Just now, he can't see clearly through the window, but now he can only see the back of the other person, and gradually goes away

"Catch up, don't let him just slip away... There's no one here, it's the best time for us to do it." With a wave of the big hand of the excrement stirring stick, Yu Xiaole looks at the group rushing forward. He dodges and gives way to the figure of Yu Xiaole, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Little white face, you killed my uncle, I let you stay at home restlessly... Even if it can't do anything to you, I also let you eat one or two flies, disgusting, disgusting you... Go to eat excrement." Yu Xiaole said to himself coldly, with a very proud expression on his face: "I don't need to do it myself to deal with you."

"Stop." Several young people at home rushed up and surrounded Mo Wen.

All of a sudden, Mo Wen was stunned. He turned his eyes and narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that there were still people blocking his way at home. Over the years, anyone at home had been very respectful when he saw Mo Wen. However, the appearance of these young people made Mo Wen a little surprised: "what do you... Want to do?"

At this time, the excrement stirring stick has arrived. Mo Wen just turns around and looks at this face closely

At that moment, the legs of the excrement stirring stick directly sat on the ground. Not long ago, he followed Yu Zhongtian to Fuzhou and monitored Mo Wen. At that time, a big event happened around Mo Wen! Let this person who calls himself a faggot stick witness the horror of Mo Wen.

A young man faced with so many powerful samurai, and finally went out safely, and the samurai died and injured countless.

The staff saw that scene in the dark, and he would never forget that young man's face, that is, the one in front of him. The people around him ate the * * of a living person in seconds. That horrible, terrible, nightmare scene, the staff would never forget. At this moment, the staff just sat on the ground, not scared to pee, It's already very good.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The excrement stirring stick kneels down desperately to beg for mercy, which makes Mo Wen's companions all look silly. The scene that makes everyone gape, including Yu Xiaole, who has hidden half of his body to watch a good play, can't help but look silly at this time.

"How did that shit stirring stick suddenly soften its legs? What's the matter? " Yu Xiaole can't help but burst Chu's mouth and scolded him angrily. He almost wants to rush forward, including several companions beside the excrement stirring stick. He was stunned for half a while, and one of them blurted out: "brother stick, are you... Are you ok?"

"Shut up Although he knew the identity of the young man in front of him, he never thought that he was the young man who took countless flying beasts to break into the trap. What was the strength of the Japanese slave warrior? Although the world's leading assassins have kept a low profile, the power of the samurai has not weakened at all. On the contrary, they are bound to be stronger when they keep a low profile.

Not to mention Yu Zhongtian, even Yu Shan has a kind of awe attitude towards the Japanese slave warriors. However, the young man standing in front of the dungstick ignores the existence of the Japanese slave warriors. The soul of the dungstick is scared out of his wits, for fear that he will suddenly be dead in the street for no reason, The most terrible thing is that the monsters gnawed off a living body in an instant, which made the excrement stirring stick flustered.

Don't ask to stir excrement stick in front of, curiously asked: "do you know me?"

The excrement stirring stick shook his head, but he nodded his head in a hurry and said, "no... I don't know... I don't know... I know you... No... I don't know you..."

This guy was about to cry, and finally said a complete sentence: "a while ago, I happened to be in Fu Zhou. I was lucky to see you... You took a group of flying monsters... To break into the trap set by the Japanese slave warriors... I... i..."

Mo Wen squinted and looked at the stick in front of him. He had no impression of this person. However, he was not very interested in these people. The only thing he was interested in was that what this guy said meant that there were countless people watching him in the dark at any time.

"What do you... Want to do?" Mo asked, pointing to so many people around him, coldly asked.

"We..." the excrement stirring stick really had tears in his eyes. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start: "we have eyes, we don't know Mount Tai, we don't have eyes... Big brother... You have a large number of adults, don't see eye to eye with us... Someone gave us a lot of money, let me... We teach you... Big brother, we know we are wrong, Let us go... Next time... Next time I will never dare... "

The excrement stirring stick cried and confessed truthfully. He knew very well that in front of Mo Wen, they were not enough to plug their teeth.

"A lot of money?" Don't ask eyebrow a lift, sneer a way: "I unexpectedly in own home, also someone with I don't pass?"? What's more... After such a big thing happened at home, you people don't want to rebuild your home, and still want to do such boring things? "

"Let's... Get out of here now, get out of here now... Don't give us the same insight..." the excrement stirring stick begged for mercy.

"Who hired you?" Mo asked curiously.

"He... He's nearby..." the eyes of the staff didn't leave at all. They just pointed to the place where they came just now.

"He's around here?" Mo Wen thinks things are getting more and more interesting.

"In the back." Smell speech, don't ask to lift an eye, a distance of rockery side, a figure quickly drew back.

"Oh... It's Yu Xiaole, Yu Zhongtian's nephew." Mo Wen recognized it at the first sight. He raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, "OK, I don't mind what happened just now... But I want to ask you a favor."

"..." stirred the excrement stick for a moment, happy, still a little afraid, quickly asked: "brother, please order, up the knife mountain, down the oil pot... Brother a word..."

"I'll give you a piece of candy... Help me teach him a lesson." Mo Wen took out a candy that Bai rong'er put in his room and threw it in front of the excrement stirring stick.

In a daze, the excrement stirring stick came back excitedly, grabbed the candy on the ground, stood up immediately, waved his big hand, and called out: "brothers... Follow me."

Although some of his companions were confused, the boss didn't dare to say anything, so they all turned back with the staff. Looking at the back of these guys, Mo Wen shook his head with a smile. He never regarded people like the staff as rivals. At most, they were just a little life adjusting agent. At home, these people were like flies on the dinner table, He flew away with a wave of his hand, which would not affect Mo Wen at all.

Don't ask curiously to see a human figure not far away to gather to move, turn round then leave.

Yu Xiaole looked at the excrement stirring stick and others coming back. His face was a little low and flashed out. The remaining light in his eyes glimpsed that Mo Wen had gone far away. His eyes could not help flashing a burst of anger and yelled: "what are you doing? I asked you to do this guy... I ran back without touching my clothes. A group of losers... I gave you a lot of money... "

"Xiaole, this is the money you gave us..." the excrement stirring stick handed a bank card back to Yu Xiaole, sneering: "this business, our brother can't do."

"What Yu Xiaole looked gloomy and immediately sneered: "do you think money is too little? I can give you more money. "

Just tens of thousands of yuan, Yu Xiaole naturally doesn't pay attention to it. The reason why he doesn't want to give so much is that he thinks these people are not worth the price. If it wasn't for the purpose of dealing with Mo Wen, let Mo Wen feel that his family can't go on, Yu Xiaole would not give these people so much money.

"No more." He grinned, stepped forward and said with a sneer, "we've already taken another deal."

As soon as the words fell, the excrement stirring stick blew out and hit Yu Xiaole heavily on the bridge of his nose. In a moment, Yu Xiaole felt that his tears and snot were going to flow out together. In the dark, he didn't have time to react. Only after a scream of conditioned response, the random fist had been called up

Bang bang bang, Yu Xiaole holding his head was hit on the ground, howling.

"Enough, brothers... Let's go." He knows Yu Xiaole's identity at home. After beating Yu Xiaole this time, he should have been afraid to show up for a long time. It doesn't mean that Xiaole reacts and runs for a while.

"You..." Yu Xiaole raised his head difficultly, his eyes were swollen, flashing anger, unwilling, angry, hateful roared: "how much money did that bastard give you?"

"We don't care about money..."

"And for what?"

"One piece of sugar is enough..."

"Ah?" Yu Xiaole almost vomited blood, a piece of candy, actually let these people bite themselves in turn, this don't ask in the end to these people poured what ecstasy soup? Yu Xiaole's eyes darkened and he lost consciousness