Chapter 11

"Gun? I have it, too. "

As soon as Chen Mo's voice fell, two pistols appeared in his hands in an instant. Before a few people in the opposite side could react, Chen Mo fired two guns in a row. "Bang! Bang! " "Bang!" "Bang!"

A series of intense gunshots were heard closely and briefly, and all the gunmen on Johnny's side were holding their arms in agony, and all the guns in their hands fell to the ground.

In a short moment, the situation in the field reversed again.

Put the pistol with white smoke at the muzzle of the gun on the tea table in front of him. Chen Mo took a look at Johnny, holding his arm and covering his forehead with cold sweat.

"it seems that I still has the final say, do you think so?" Asked Chen Mo in a cruel way.

"Yes Yes! " Johnny felt that his back had been soaked in cold sweat. He was a martial arts practitioner. How could shooting be so abnormal? He didn't see clearly just now, so all his people were shot.

After I swept the pistol on the tea table, Johnny, who was completely shocked by Chen Mo, still didn't dare to die.

"Then you can go. No delivery." Chen Mo said with a wave.

It seems that Chen Mo let himself go so easily. Johnny Leng reacted for a moment, and hurriedly asked his men to escape.

"The owner, just let them go?" Just now, when they were pointed at by the gun, Huang Quan and other people were also in a cold sweat, but they didn't flinch. Chen Mo was satisfied with their performance.

Chen Mo knew Huang Quan's meaning, and worried that they would retaliate again. "Not yet." Chen Mo took the coffee that old Albert had just poured and took a sip.

Old Albert was the most calm in the whole audience except for Chen mo. except Johnny tried to stop Chen Mo when he took out his gun and was stopped by Chen Mo, he stood behind him quietly with a coffee pot.

Outside the martial arts school, Steve watched a group of gangsters rush into the martial arts school, worried about the safety of the people inside, and was about to call the police. After a noisy fight, the inside was calm again.

Steve is a little confused, a dense and short-lived gunshot sounded, let Steve face a change, think the gang shot and killed.

Soon a group of people came out in a panic and left here quickly. Steve hurriedly ran to the martial arts school, with a feeling of unease, put his hand on the door which had always been very mysterious in his heart.

The hidden door was easily pushed. It seemed that they were very anxious to leave, even forgot to close the door of the "crime scene". Steve's bad feeling became stronger.

In his heart, Steve, who imagined all kinds of possible scenes, was stunned when the door was completely opened. There were no corpses everywhere, no blood flowing into the river. The people in the room were all around the sofa talking about something. When he heard the sound of opening the door, several of them turned their heads together and looked at him with strange eyes.

Looking at the scattered blood on the ground at the entrance to his eyes, Steve reflected that he was afraid of making a Wulong. The Mafia just now were not eager to leave the crime scene, but were beaten by several people in front of him and fled!

Steve could not help blushing under the gaze of Chen Mo's few people, "well, I Just now I saw The door is not closed... "

Steve didn't know how to explain. He rushed into other people's houses. He couldn't say he thought they were all killed. The expression on his face was wonderful for a while.

"Come in." Chen Mo looks at the thin figure at the door. His face is a little embarrassed, but he still can't hide the kindness and integrity in his bones. If other people had been far away, they would never come to this muddy water.

"Did you see those people come in and hear the gunshots, afraid that something might happen to us?" Chen Mo helped Steve tell the truth.

"Yes Yes, sir. " Steve felt relieved and looked at Chen Mo gratefully.

"Come and sit down. Eddie, get him a cup. " Chen Mo asked.

Steve didn't go either. He had to come in. At this time, he had the opportunity to take a good look at the mysterious martial arts school. The independent practice room was covered with thick mats. In one corner of the hall, there was a small challenge arena. In the spacious hall, there was a solid wood floor. Several weapons racks were placed neatly near the wall, which were full of weapons of different lengths. Most of Steve had never seen them before.

There was only a set of sofa and tea table near the window. The layout of the whole martial arts school was very simple and tidy, not as magnificent as Steve imagined.

Steve dawdled for a long time before he sat down in front of Chen mo. the old white haired housekeeper poured him a cup of coffee, and then he retired with several other people to clean up the hall which was messed up by the Mafia.

"Chen Mo, a Chinese, is the master of this martial arts school." Chen Mo raises his glass to show Steve how to taste it.

"Steve Rogers, from Brooklyn, is an ordinary worker." Steve didn't feel inferior because of his status as a worker. He took a deep breath and let go of the embarrassment he had just had. Steve, who had calmed down, was not humble or arrogant. After introducing himself, he took the coffee in front of him and tasted it. The whole person also relaxed.

It's like the captain of America in my memory."You are not like an ordinary worker." Chen Mo said with a smile.

"I just don't know how to be afraid." Steve thought of his emaciated body, he said with some self mockery.

"We have an old saying in China that the brave win when we meet on a narrow road." Chen Mo's tone is gentle, like an old man who is good at persuasion.

"There are many powerful people, but few people who really have courage. It is the most important thing for a strong person."

"The people you saw outside just now, do you think they are powerful?" Chen Mo raised his finger and asked outside.

Steve looked back at the Mafia gang. "They're all strong, and there's a lot of them."

"But they were defeated. They didn't even have the courage to resist in the face of people stronger than them. They ran away like cowards, so they were all weak. And you have a brave heart, so in my opinion, you are stronger than them Chen Mo looked at Steve seriously and said.

"But my body..." In fact, Steve didn't want to admit that he was a weak man, so he fought again and again.

Chen Mo waved his hand, "the body is external and can be strengthened through exercise. What's important is that you have the courage to fight against enemies stronger than yourself, and you can live and die without fear in the face of a desperate situation. Never give up!"

Steve's eyes brightened, that's what he said. It seems that he is not useless. Steve's desire to grow stronger became stronger.

"Then, may I learn from you?" With courage, Steve asked Chen Mo with some trepidation.

Chen Mo nodded affirmatively, "of course, you are talented."

"But I have no money." Steve said with some loss.

"I'm still short of an apprentice. In addition to martial arts, I have to be responsible for health and chores. The salary is not much. It's $50 a month. What do you think of it? " Chen Mo didn't give him a very high salary all of a sudden. To accept him is to value his talent. Giving too much will only make people suspect.

"Really? Thank you, I will work hard! " Steve said excitedly.

The salary here is much more than he used to work in the factory, and he can learn martial arts and become strong. Steve feels that his life has a new start. He is grateful for Chen Mo and secretly vows to work hard and study hard to live up to Chen Mo's trust.

After Steve left, Chen Mo finished the last sip of coffee in the cup and stood up from the sofa.

"Eddie, I'll go out."