"Want to leave, how can it be so easy!"

Several thugs scattered and directly surrounded the two of them.

Huang Mao, who was the leader, saw that Chen Feng and the two of them had become the turtles in the urn, and he was not in a hurry to make a move, showing a look of ridicule, touching his chin and saying: "Chen Feng, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for offending people who shouldn't be offended, and we are just collecting money to do things!"

"How much money do you want?" Chen Feng asked after taking a deep breath.

"How much money can you come up with when you pick up rags?" Huang Mao sneered.

"Boss, don't talk nonsense with him, hurry up!" a junior brother urged.

No one saw that the snakeskin bag, which was still swollen just now, had deflated at the moment, as if in an instant, the garbage inside had disappeared.

At the same time, Chen Feng only felt that a hot current appeared in his lower abdomen, surging towards the limbs and hundreds of bones at an extremely fast speed!

His body shape has not changed in any way, but a lot of information has appeared in his mind.

Just like the last time I got the violin grade certificate, the muscles all over my body also have a strong memory, as if I was born with a means that can burst out with extreme strength!

"Give it to me!

A group of thugs smirked and rushed towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was frightened, seeing a fist smashed into his cheek, like a conditioned reflex, he raised his left hand to wrap the fist, took a step back, grabbed the fist, and pulled it hard!

The thug who punched changed his face greatly, revealing a shocked look, and his body pounced towards Chen Feng uncontrollably, losing his balance.

Disheveled!

Chen Feng clenched his right hand into a fist, and all his strength gathered in his wrist and punched the thug's chest.

Inch punch!

I only heard a click, and the sound of broken bones came from the thug's chest.

"Ahh

The thug let out a terrible scream, and the whole person took a few steps back and fell to the ground, blood spilling from his mouth.

At this scene, not only a few gangsters were stunned.

Behind Chen Feng, Ye Qingyun, who was originally worried, was also dumbfounded.

Even Chen Feng himself lowered his head and looked at his hands, a little unresponsive.

What's going on?

Why did you subconsciously make such a coherent action?

"Damn! this guy has two hits, everyone copy the guy!"

Huang Mao scolded secretly, took out a machete directly from his waist, and killed Chen Feng.

The other three thugs also took out their machetes, their faces were full of hideousness, and they slashed down towards Chen Feng!

"Chen Feng!

Ye Qingyun screamed in fright, and his face turned pale.

I wanted to go up and help, but I couldn't move my legs.

She could only watch Chen Feng die, about to be buried under the machetes of the four.

Chen Feng was also frightened, the instinctive memory of the muscles, like a conditioned reflex, turned his body sideways and dodged a knife.

Then he grabbed the back of the knife and shook his right hand violently.

The thug with the machete was powerless to let go of his hand.

Disheveled!

As soon as Chen Feng raised his foot and kicked it, he kicked the man to the ground, wailing in pain and losing his combat effectiveness.

At this time, the remaining three people also joined forces to attack, and the machete in their hands flashed under the moonlight!

Flutter!

Even if Chen Feng was three heads and six arms, he was completely powerless to parry at this moment, and a bloody wound immediately appeared on his left arm!

While!

The yellow hair showed a cruel smile and bullied towards Chen Feng, wanting to hack Chen Feng to death on the spot.

However, as soon as the machete fell, it was blocked by Chen Feng raising the machete in his hand, and at the same time, the machete in his right hand came sideways and slashed horizontally along the blade of the machete in Huang Mao's hand.

These were the instinctive reactions of his body, and even when he made these movements, his brain had not yet reacted.

Laugh at!

Huang Mao couldn't dodge, but he didn't expect Chen Feng to be so flexible.

The right hand, little finger and ring finger of the knife were cut by the machete and cut off!

Suddenly, blood surged, Huang Mao's face changed drastically, and while throwing away the machete, he covered the palm of his severed finger and screamed miserably.

Blood poured out from his fingers like money, Huang Mao's eyes were full of horror and horror, looking at Chen Feng, as if he had seen a devil, he was so frightened that he turned around and ran wildly.

"Leave!"

The other two also saw that the situation was not good, so they ran away.

The two thugs, who fell to the ground and lost their combat effectiveness, were also frightened and staggered away.

It's horrible!

Five to one, and it was counter-beaten!

If the fight continues, it will all fall into the hands of this person.

"Chen Feng!"

Ye Qingyun exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly ran to Chen Feng, and saw the wound on Chen Feng's left arm, about ten centimeters long, and he was at a loss for a while, and his beautiful eyes were full of tears.

"Sister Qingyun, I'm fine. ”

Chen Feng's face was pale, and he smiled weakly.

"And said it was okay! So much blood!"

Ye Qingyun cried, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped the blood for Chen Feng.

"Sister Qingyun, please help me lean my bike against the wall, I want to take a break!"

Chen Feng only felt mentally exhausted, as if he hadn't slept for several days and nights, extremely weak.

Not only because of the wound, but also because of the snakeskin bag!

The reason why I was able to use those instinctive reactions just now was because there was one more thing in the snakeskin bag.

Although it is not known what it is, it must be related to the martial arts aspect.

"What kind of bicycle do you care, I'll take you to the hospital!" Ye Qingyun was so anxious that he panicked when he saw Chen Feng's bleeding wound.

"No! I'll take a break, I'm afraid they'll come back!"

Chen Feng shook his head and bit the tip of his tongue hard to keep himself awake.

"Oh well. ”

Ye Qingyun put the bicycle by the wall, then helped Chen Feng and sat on the bicycle.

Chen Feng put away the snakeskin bag and put it in his pocket.

When he was tidying up, he had already touched inside, and there was a booklet.

It should be the reward you got when you picked up the garbage just now, and after you picked it up!

A miraculous thing happened, when Chen Feng got the snakeskin bag, the wound on his arm didn't hurt anymore.

"Huh, it doesn't seem to be bleeding!"

Ye Qingyun, who was bandaging Chen Feng's wounds, suddenly let out a surprised sound.

Chen Feng looked at his arm, and the wound on it was indeed no longer bleeding, and it was even healing at an extremely fast speed!

Could it be......

What is the capacity of the snakeskin bag?

Chen Feng secretly guessed.

After sitting for a few minutes, Chen Feng smiled bitterly at Ye Qingyun and said, "Sister Qingyun, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't go to dinner with you, or you go alone." ”

Ye Qingyun frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Who do you think of me? You are so seriously injured, where do I still have the heart to eat!"

"Let's go, I'll help you go back, and I'll cook something for you to eat in the dormitory." ”