Chapter Ninety-Eight: My Name Is Zhou Shuren
The big man saw that Jin Beibei actually dared to stop it!
I don't know what to live or die!
The fist that rushed towards Chen Mo suddenly changed, and it smashed towards his shoulder.
Jin Beibei also knew how many pounds and taels he had, and he couldn't dodge this punch no matter what.
I had to close my eyes and grit my teeth, intending to resist this punch.
At this moment, Chen Mo moved!
I felt that a black shadow flashed in front of him, and the big man didn't understand what was going on, but Jin Beibei in front of him was gone.
Not only that, but even the boy who didn't know the height of the sky was gone.
"Huh?" the big man wondered.
"Dude, I'm here!"
At this time, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.
The big man turned his head and looked at it, petrified on the spot, because he didn't see clearly how Chen Mo and Jin Beibei were standing behind him, and how they were standing behind him.
Jin Beibei he knows, a second-generation rich man in Yuncheng, he doesn't have such great skills at all, can it be said that this young man is a master?
At this point, the eyes of the big man were on the young man's body.
"Master?"
"Didn't you say that you would up with one punch?" As he spoke, Chen Mo hooked his fingers at the big man.
Jin Beibei stood aside, still palpitating, if it wasn't for Chen Mo saving him just now, that punch would have smashed on his body.
With his small body, he was designated to lie in the hospital for a few months.
Hearing this, the big man laughed instead of anger, moved his wrist, and had excitement on his face: "It seems that I underestimate you, and you are really not an ordinary stunned youth, the speed is quite fast, do you dare to fight with me for three hundred rounds?"
"I, Chen Mo, never fight with people for three hundred rounds, for you, one move is enough. ”
"What do you mean?"
"I said you're trash. ”
"Young people, don't be too arrogant!"
"Don't you call young people arrogantly? What are you trembling about? Why don't you do it? Are you afraid? Kneel down quickly if you are afraid!"
In terms of words, Chen Mo pressed step by step.
There is such a group of people who are really simple-minded and have well-developed limbs, they often can't withstand the stimulation of others, and often can't control their emotions.
Unfortunately, the big man is this kind of person.
Chen Mo's words made him unable to control his emotions in an instant, roaring and yelling.
"Give me death!"
This time, the big man came out with both fists and took Chen Mo's head directly.
He couldn't pose any threat to Chen Mo in the first place, and his moves in a state of anger were full of loopholes, and Chen Mo could come up with at least a hundred ways to defeat him with his feet.
The big man punched angrily, but it was also fierce, and his face was full of ferocity, maybe ordinary people were really frightened.
But Chen Mo is not an ordinary person, he came first, pulling onions on dry land, and the whole person seemed to be out of gravity, and he was strung more than two meters high at once.
At the same time, his right leg was bent, and before the big man could react, his right knee was slammed against his door.
Bang!
Everyone present heard the sound of bones shattering.
Chen Mo landed softly and smiled easily.
And the blow just now, the strength is not small.
I saw that the whole man fell backwards, blood rushed out of his nostrils, and the bone of the bridge of his nose was also sunken.
He had passed out.
The other dozen or so big men were shocked, and no one dared to despise Chen Mo anymore.
In an instant, anger replaced surprise, and dozens of people were obviously also trained to quickly surround Chen Mo.
Just as everyone was about to make a move, a hoarse, somewhat "duck voice" voice came.
"Stop!"
Everyone turned around, then stopped, and Lao Zhou walked over.
Looking at the big man who fell to the ground unconscious, Lao Zhou put his hands behind his back, as if he was nothing, and smiled: "What are you doing here?
"Brother Zhou, this kid ......"
Without waiting for these words to finish, Lao Zhou slapped him in the face: "Did I let you speak?
The man bowed his head and did not dare to speak.
Lao Zhou nodded on the ground: "This is your so-called elite, I take so much money to support you every month, at this level, it is better to raise a dog!"
"Huh?" Seeing that they all lowered their heads, Lao Zhou looked around: "What's the matter, isn't it a shame to stand here?"
And the people woke up from a dream, and they were about to depart with them that had fallen to the ground.
"Stop!"
After walking a few steps, Lao Zhou's voice sounded, and everyone stopped and turned back.
Lao Zhou's face was expressionless: "Chop off his right leg for me to feed the dog!"
Everyone's eyes flashed with incredulity, but they quickly returned to normal, and no one dared to plead.
Because they all know that Brother Zhou doesn't say anything, and what he says is like water spilled out, and he can't get it back.
If anyone dares to disobey his will, then that person will be punished tenfold!
Everyone left, and Lao Zhou set his eyes on Chen Mo.
Although he is also a Taoist person, Lao Zhou is different from Yang Laosan, and he has little contact with the outside world, so he doesn't know what is happening outside in the past few days.
Just now, he received a call for help from Yang Laosan, and only then did he know what had happened outside in the past few days, and he did not agree to Yang Laosan's request to take him in.
After hanging up the phone, Lao Zhou looked at Chen Mo in the surveillance video, and had a faint premonition that this person was the one who pulled Yang Laosan off the horse.
He didn't care about Yang Laosan's life and death, but he had other thoughts in his heart.
"Mr. Chen, right? I apologize to you for your offense just now. Lao Zhou took the initiative to stretch out his hand to Chen Mo.
Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Chen Mo also stretched out his hand: "You are the boss here, Lao Zhou?"
"I'm Zhou Shuren, Brother Chen, please inside. ”
Following the two of them, Jin Beibei seemed to feel that something was wrong.
This Lao Zhou is notoriously vicious, and flaws must be repaid, but why has he become so easy to talk today?
There is a place to exchange chips in the casino, Lao Zhou took the two to the counter, and said to the front desk: "Give this gentleman two million chips to play." ”
"What does Boss Zhou mean?" Chen Mo was also a little surprised by his approach.
"Hehe, it's not interesting, it's a guest, the main thing is that I want to make you a friend. ”
After Lao Zhou finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"Xiaobei, is it you? Do you dare to take this bargaining chip?" Looking at Lao Zhou's back, Chen Mo asked with a smile.
"This ......" Jin Beibei hesitated a little, because Lao Zhou's smile hid a knife, but he had heard of it, and they all said that the nature was difficult to change, who knew that this was not Lao Zhou's first salute?
Seeing Jin Beibei's hesitation, Chen Mo laughed: "Boy, what are you afraid of, since someone gave it away for nothing, then we will pick it up for nothing! Didn't you say before, you are the God of Gambling here? Three million, right? Go, today I will let you see what the real God of Gambling is!"
Jin Beibei's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything, if he continued to persuade Chen Mo not to take the money, it would be too timid.