What should I do, he's a guy who has never been in a fight before, and he won't be killed if he meets these three gangsters, right?

Looking at the three people with colored hair in front of him, Cheng Chen swallowed and foamed with some fear.

"You, you kid is not quite able to run," the bastard was also a little panting, but compared to Cheng Chen, who is not on his breath now, it is nothing at all, "You continue to run?"

These three traffic light-like gangsters are much bigger than Cheng Chen, and at this time, these three people are surrounding Cheng Chen, just like three cats surrounding a mouse.

The three of them looked at Cheng Chen with a bit of mockery, laughing and waiting for Cheng Chen to gradually stand upright.

"No, I said the three eldest brothers," Cheng Chen gradually eased his breath, looked up at the three thugs, and was a little helpless, "I won't run away, can you tell me, why are you chasing me?"

"What are you chasing you for?"

As if they had heard some big joke, the three of them all laughed at Cheng Chen.

"Since you want to know so much, take out your left hand. One of the thugs waved his hand at Cheng Chen, and seeing that the arm seemed to be thicker than his calf, Cheng Chen was shocked again.

"What for?"

"Someone offered us a high price to break your left hand. The gangster said lightly, as if to tell Cheng Chen what he had for lunch at noon today.

Interrupted his left hand, his left hand still has to heal and save people, and he still has to live, how can he interrupt it if he says that he can interrupt it! Cheng Chen looked at the gangster in front of him with some dissatisfaction, and his voice became cold.

"You're dreaming!"

Although Cheng Chen can't fight, he has understood a truth since he was a child, no matter how weak he is, he must not let others bully him casually!

"Dreaming, you kid is still unwilling," one of the thugs snorted, clenched his fists, and the three of them slowly gathered towards Cheng Chen, "Since you toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame our brothers for being ruthless!"

Watching the three people with their heads under the traffic light gradually seal their retreats, a little panic suddenly flashed in Cheng Chen's eyes.

It's over.

The red hair punched Cheng Chen's head, Cheng Chen subconsciously dodged, and actually dodged this attack directly.

Seeing Cheng Chen dodging, Hongmao was slightly stunned, and the anger in his heart was indeed aroused by Cheng Chen. He's been fighting for so long, and no one has ever dared to dodge his fists, and no one has been able to dodge them.

"You kid is looking for death!" the red hair burst out and punched it directly.

However, the yellow hair behind him was not as reckless as the red hair, and he saw that Cheng Chen's action was not simple, and his expression became solemn.

The moment he just dodged, it was clean and neat, without the slightest superfluous movement, and it seemed to be an instinctive reaction. If you want to study this instinctive reaction, according to the convention, you need to practice at least ten or eight years.

Looking at Cheng Chen's performance, it seems that he is still practicing Tongzigong!

Seeing Hongmao punch again, Cheng Chen's pupils shrank slightly, squatted slightly, and at the same time, a sweeping leg passed over and kicked straight on Hongmao's knee.

The red-haired face changed suddenly, and he suddenly let out a miserable scream, his facial features were distorted and deformed, and he gave up attacking Cheng Chen, reaching out to cover his knees.

Seeing Cheng Chen so powerful, the yellow hair and green hair on the side didn't dare to take it lightly, they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes, nodded slowly, and took out a knife from their pockets.

In fact, not only these gangsters, but even Cheng Chen himself was curious about when he had such good skills. Could it be that it was the movements in the Hundred Herbs Medicine Sutra that I had practiced for a few days before?

However, the current scene simply didn't allow Cheng Chen to think about these too much, and poured a red hair, and the other two people were holding knives.

Looking at the small knife that was bubbling with cold light under the sun, turning out one beautiful knife flower after another in the hands of the two people in front of him, Cheng Chen knew in his heart that it was definitely not easy for these two people to play with knives.

"I didn't expect you kid to be a practitioner," Huang Mao sneered and said, "It's just that even if you practice well, you're afraid of the knife in my hand!"

No matter how high the kung fu is, he is afraid of kitchen knives, this sentence is indeed reasonable. Cheng Chen looked at the two people holding knives in front of him, and when he faced the red hair with his bare hands, he completely changed his mood.

Cheng Chen subconsciously glanced at the red hair that fell next to him, and gritted his teeth gently.

Now he has only one thought in his head - run!

Thirty-six plans, go for the upper plan. As long as he can run, Cheng Chen will definitely not be stupid and really fight with two people with knives.

Cheng Chen took advantage of the fact that the two people in front of him had not yet reacted, quickly turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

How far can you run, as long as you run to the road, these people don't dare to commit murder!

"Damn, I was put on a show by this stinky boy!" Seeing this scene, Huang Mao and Green Mao were stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to react and chase after them through gritted teeth.

And the red hair that fell to the ground also protected his knees and endured the pain, and chased in the direction of Cheng Chen's run with grinning.

He's going to cripple this kid!

Cheng Chen ran for a while, and gritted his teeth when he found that the two people behind him were chasing after him again. His physical strength is still not as good as these gangsters, and if he continues to run now, he will be caught up by these two gangsters before he can run to the main road.

By the time he was exhausted, the two thugs still had knives in their hands......

Cheng Chen gave up. With a long sigh of relief, Cheng Chen turned his head and faced the two gangsters.

"It's still a slippery head," the green hair snorted coldly, and the two of them blocked Cheng Chen's way, "I see where you are running now!"

Can only spell. Cheng Chen looked at the two people in front of him, frowned slightly, and took advantage of the inattention of the yellow hair in front of him, kicked out suddenly, and kicked straight towards the most vulnerable place under the yellow hair.

With a scream, a faint sadness instantly permeated Huang Mao's body, and he knelt directly on the ground with his hands to protect him.

The green hair didn't expect Cheng Chen to be so ruthless, and directly stabbed Cheng Chen in the back with a knife, Cheng Chen subconsciously dodged it, but he was still cut by the knife on his arm.

Cheng Chen had already knocked down two people at this time, and his confidence in his heart doubled, although he was cut through a hole, he seemed to have no feeling, and threw a punch violently.

With this fist, Cheng Chen felt that he had no skill at all, but it landed very accurately on the temples of the green hair in front of him, and the green hair suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and in the next second, the green hair was the same as the yellow hair, and he felt sad.

Seeing that the three of them were all knocked down by himself, Cheng Chen felt a burst of joy in his heart, it seemed that it was really the strange actions of the past half a month that had taken effect, and he had to take a good look when he went back.

Cheng Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly turned around and wanted to leave, but the moment he turned around, his face changed.

A muzzle as black as ink was pointed at him.