It was nothing more than trembling too much, and the beads of sweat the size of Zhanfeng Beans hung on his forehead, shaking.

"You TM put down the worm talk!"

A group of men in black short-sleeved sleeves finally squeezed over, more than a dozen, each carrying a short steel stick in his hand.

"Ahh

At this time, in Geng Mo's afterglow, the shadow of a strong man appeared, this person was the man who was standing on the side platform just now, throwing a short stick.

This person, the peak strength of Jindan Realm, looks relatively vicious, has a face full of meat, is more than one meter and eight meters tall, and has round and thick arms, and looks even bigger than Ma Kun at the beginning!

About Yinghao Club...... Tianhu has already set a rule, if someone makes trouble, prevent them from contacting the outside world as soon as possible.

If there is an important person interceding, he can't do it, but if he doesn't do it, he will lose his face.

So treat everyone equally, beat them up first, and then talk about it, even if you meet someone you can't mess with one day, he will carry it if something happens.

This person's name is Fang Can, he walked to the front of the crowd and swept around, but only stayed on Geng Mo for one more second.

"Chan... Brother Can, are you here?!"

Huang Mao stood up tremblingly, his calves trembled, and his eyes were already a little dodgy...... He really didn't want to be beaten, so he could only speak first, and his mouth was so dry that there was no trace of water and forced the words out: "What... Brother Can, my family runs a slaughterhouse, that is, a slaughterhouse on the outskirts of the city, my father used to mess with Boss Qi, and I didn't do it just now. ”

More than a dozen people have surrounded the two groups of people, and there is no gap for people to escape, this man named Brother Can looked over.

"Also, my father called the third master the third brother. Huang Mao hurriedly added.

"Bang...!"

Fang Can didn't think about the words in Huang Mao's mouth at all, raised his big thick legs, and directly kicked Huang Mao back on the sofa, with so much force, he could even see the rebound action, how powerful was it?!

I saw Fang Can say domineeringly: "Who in the Guan has not messed with the back of the uncle's buttocks? Who doesn't care about the third master's call for the third brother?...... , beat me up!"

"Whoa...!"

These men had already prepared, and the moment they heard the order, they raised their iron rods and smashed them mercilessly at the two teams, their arms were already rounded, and the first thing to suffer was that the girl brought a few people, and they didn't dare to fight back, and the only way was to hold their heads in their hands and be smashed to the ground, letting out a heart-rending howl.

The men rushed to the couch immediately afterward, all of them moving in the same way, all with their heads in their hands, and their faces weeping and suffering from the storm.

Zhan Feng was quite atmospheric, and he threw Zhao Qian down under him as soon as possible.

"Bang bang!" is endless, and it is shocking to watch.

Some of the cowards had already turned their heads, and the scene was too miserable to see.

A man had just bypassed the coffee table, and he had already seen that Geng Mo, who had not held his head and was still sitting firmly on Mount Tai, was not pleasing to the eye, raised the iron rod with his elbow early, and smashed it straight to his head.

"Brush..."Geng Mo raised his hand suddenly, and caught the stick with his palm, and the downward movement of his arm was just a buffer.

The man was stunned for a moment, and wanted to pull the stick back, but he found that the lines did not move at all, as if they were welded together.

I heard the calf say, "They are my friends, they can't move!"

Not a consultation, not an entreatty, but an order!

Fang Can, the number one cadre under Tianhu, some people say that half of the hooligans who disappeared in the world were from him!

And this person in front of him, in addition to being a person who has less brains and overall vision than Tianhu, is not the slightest bit ruthless, and even exceeds it in some senses.

Of course, the so-called mind and overall situation are also relatively speaking, the prime minister of a big country is wiser than the king of a small country, if he is placed in the sword city, it is also a corner of the sideways.

As soon as Geng Mo's words came out, he immediately attracted Fang Can's attention.

Brother Can's face sticking to the door can scare ghosts, and walking on the road can scare people.

His eyes narrowed, and he looked at the young calf once more.

In fact, from the beginning, he had already noticed him, and there were also people who came here to consume in suits and leather shoes, and they didn't have time to change clothes after work.

It's just that the aura on those people is very different from Geng Mo!

Aura, this is a very metaphysical word that came out of Fan Wu's mouth, but no one can refute it.

The temperament of a ruthless person who has killed people is naturally different from that of a thief and a thief, and the temperament of a Confucian merchant and a nouveau riche is also different.

Geng Mo's first impression he gave was that he was a fellow practitioner, but he didn't look like Brother Can, who had read countless people, couldn't see which level he belonged to for a while.

Looking at the clothes he was wearing, the price was not jaw-dropping, but it was also elegant.

The man didn't wait for Brother Can to speak, and he really didn't dare to move for a while, so he turned his head in a daze, a little embarrassed.

"You're talking to me?"

Brother Can asked slowly, it was difficult to hide a touch of violence in his tone, he reached out and took the fine iron short stick in the hand of the person next to him, and was about to walk over.

A small field like the Junshang Club can squeeze more than 100 people, and here, there are cute eyes as far as the eye can see, sometimes it is not to be angry with yourself but to outsiders, there is a Lao Tzu who has a lot of money and dares to make trouble here, so Yinghao International can not be called "British!"

"There's nothing wrong with what you're doing, but they're my friends. ”

Geng Mo met that gaze, neither humble nor arrogant, and there was even a hint of a light smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Brother Can was about to make a move, the men around him gradually restrained their movements, and looked at Geng Mo with a kind gaze, looking like they were going to attack him in groups.

There was no difference between the severity of their actions just now, the yellow hair had already been smashed and cried, grinning but not daring to make a sound.

Zhanfeng's back was so painful that it spasmed, and he couldn't make a calm expression on his face, and he felt that his back was not hit hard, so he slowly straightened his waist.

Zhao Qian is not stupid, knowing that a momentary impulse has caused serious consequences.

At first, I was looking forward to Zhao Dezhu coming to the rescue, but when I started to do it, I found that with the behavior of Tianhu, even if my own Lao Tzu came over, he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die, his face was pale, and when he heard Geng Mo speak, he looked helplessly.

began to secretly worry about the calf beside him, and the righteousness in his heart was not enough to fill the gully of fear and opened his mouth to block it, but looking at his sitting posture in the wind and rain, his heart was faintly stable.

"Boy, sometimes it's good to be willing to stand up for your friends, but it's easy to put yourself in it if you don't do your best. Brother Can had already walked in front of him, and there was some warning in his words.

"What can you do to me?!"

Geng Mo raised his head and continued to smile lightly.

"Okay, okay, the last time I did it was a year ago..."Before he could finish speaking, he had already picked up the fine iron short stick in his hand and went straight to Geng Mo's head, cutting through the air and making a buzzing sound, full of strength.

Geng Mo's expression was awe-inspiring, he could catch those men's tricks with his bare hands, and he didn't dare to be careless about Fang Can, so he hurriedly moved to the side, and the fine iron short stick smashed on the table, thundering like a drum!

But Fang Can didn't stop there, he also took a step to the side, and continued to smash his head with a fine iron short stick.

"Bang bang bang!"

Brother Can smashed it three times, Geng Mo turned it over three times, everything happened in the electric flint light, the speed was very fast, and people were frightened to watch!

Those customers no longer know whether to worry about Geng Mo, or should they be amazed by Brother Can's speed.

The sofa has reached the edge, and then there is a low wall for decoration, Geng Mo has no way out, and Brother Can is still chasing after him.

Suddenly, the calf no longer dodged, and the black iron halberd instantly appeared in his hand, blocking the way of the fine iron short stick!

clenched his fist with his right hand, and the fist wind was extremely cold and went straight to Brother Can's door.