(Girls' Literature) "Hmm. Okay, I got it. Chen Mo's expression was unwavering, and he couldn't see any mood fluctuations, he looked at the young man in the flower jacket who was obviously the leader, and said in a cold tone: "Say, you moved my people, how should this matter be solved?"

"Solve it, I'll solve your mother's ratio!" The young man in the flower jacket took advantage of Chen Mo's inattention, quickly withdrew his finger that was caught, took two steps back, and after keeping what he thought was a safe distance from Chen Mo, he shouted: "Brothers, cut him!"

"Hmph, stupid!" Chen Mo's figure was like a ghost, and he instantly stuck to the young man in the jacket and smashed him in the chest with a punch.

The jacket youth let out a muffled snort from his mouth, and before the nearby bastards could surround him, Chen Mo smashed another punch on his stomach, and this punch directly smashed the jacket youth to the point that he almost knelt on the ground!

Chen Mo stretched out his hand to grab the neck of the young man in his jacket, lifted it with one hand, and sneered: "You just said that in the MS bar, whoever has the biggest fist is the truth, right? Now that my fist seems to be much bigger than yours, can I beat you casually?"

"Boy, don't, don't be arrogant..."Although the young man in the jacket was stuck by Chen Mo's neck, he was still a little hard, he looked at Chen Mo with a pair of vicious eyes full of resentment, and quietly untied a butterfly knife from his waist with one hand.

In the interval between Chen Mo listening to him, the young man in the jacket brandished the sharp butterfly knife in his hand and stabbed Chen Mo's belly hard!

Hmph, labor and management are men who have eaten iron tree fruits! They have long been invulnerable to guns and are immune to these ordinary weapons in the world! They still want to stab me, it's really funny!

Although he was very disdainful in his heart, Chen Mo still pretended to be very nervous on the surface, only to see him quickly let go of the jacket young man's neck, clenched his hands into fists, raised his right foot and shook the ground, and shouted: "Ah!

"Grass! The golden bell is a good thing! You are so kidding! Labor and management are stabbing you to death!" The handle of the knife in the hand of the young man in the jacket continued to castrate, and the tip of the butterfly knife pierced through his coat, and finally stopped in front of the skin on his stomach, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't penetrate it!

The young man in the jacket didn't believe in evil, so he changed several places to tie it, but he didn't get into it as expected!

"Damn, pretend to be a ghost, go to your uncle's golden bell jar! You kid is wearing chain mail inside!" Of course, the young man in the jacket didn't believe that Chen Mo really knew the golden bell jar or something.

Although Chinese martial arts have a long history and are broad and profound, it seems that there is no one who can resist swords, right?

The young man in the jacket only thought that Chen Mo was wearing a piece of chain mail that could resist the stabbing of sharp weapons.

The reason why he thinks this way is because they are mixed up on the road, and when they usually fight in groups, they will put on a self-defense clothing in advance to reduce the damage they may receive!

This kind of thing similar to chain mail has to be sold in a certain treasure, and it is not a rare thing, and it is not a rare thing like them, which is quite good, and basically everyone has a thin chain mail!

But the young man in the jacket obviously thought about it, Chen Mo didn't wear any chain mail at all, but he was already preconceived, and subconsciously thought that Chen Mo was wearing chain mail.

Although the chain mail can prevent sharp object attacks, it can't withstand the chopping of the big knife, so the young man in the jacket immediately said to several other young people in society: "Brother, get on the machete, cut this stupid beep for me!"

"Whew!" Seven or eight young people in society pulled out the hidden control knives from their waists and slashed at Chen Mo with all their hands and feet.

"Pay for your stupidity!" Chen Mo stubbornly withstood their wave of chopping!

Several machetes that fell on him were all cut to the ground, and when this group of people was shocked beyond measure, Chen Mo did not forget to seize the opportunity to scold them!

"Ahh

Chen Mo took a classic Bruce Lee pose, a side kick of a special bag, kicked off the machete in the hand of a young man, and flew up to sweep him away and smash him on the dance floor.

Seeing that the fight had started, the onlookers who were still very close before, fearing that they would be burned and affected by the pond fish, had a tacit understanding to quickly evacuate to the rear, and after running away, they gathered together again, talking about the conflict here.

"Let labor and management tell you, what is called national learning! Look at the Chen family's 12-way bullet legs, bounce you scum!

Chen Mo rubbed his thumb on the wing of his nose, lifted his leg, and reflexively kicked it!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

It only took less than two minutes for this group of undesirable social youths to be easily put to the ground by Chen Mo, lying on the cold floor of the bar one by one, holding their arms, stomachs, or legs, and crying and wailing bitterly, so desolate!

After solving these small roles, Chen Mo came to the jacket youth again, and when he was about to open the flattening, this fierce attitude that Chen Mo had already made a brazen shot and overturned the audience, which shocked the jacket youth beyond comprehension, and it was reasonable to pick up his tail and admit it!

His whole person turned into a bitter gourd face, and he said to Chen Mo in horror: "Big, big brother... Please let it go! Please let it go! It's a small one who doesn't know Mount Tai, and he collided with your big Buddha, you have a lot of adults, let me go!"

"Let you go, hehe, no problem!" Unexpectedly, Chen Mo agreed very happily!

The young man in the jacket was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't understand how Chen Mo, who was very strong as soon as he appeared, suddenly became so easy to talk to? But his brain turned quickly, since Chen Mo was willing to let him go, why did he care so much?

Thinking of this, the young man in the jacket reacted immediately, and just as he was about to say a few words of thanks, Chen Mo suddenly changed the conversation and said, "You just slapped my employee and punched him, I am a businessman, and I am in business, how can I pay this account first?"

"I'll pay it back right away!" the young man in the jacket hurriedly said: "I'll let that buddy beat me up too, as long as you don't break my handsome and handsome face, you can beat him as much as you want, until he's happy, you... What do you think?"

"Forget it?" It stands to reason that this approach has given Chen Mo a lot of face, but Chen Mo didn't buy it.

"Ahh He said in his heart that he was willing to be beaten casually as a sandbag, and he didn't buy it?

"I'm a very kind and merciful person, and I'm not a usurer, and I owe me something, and I won't ask you for a hand or a foot or anything. Chen Mo squinted his eyes, looked at the young man in the jacket, and said with a smile: "That's it, you let these young people you bring take turns to slap you, you don't need to slap too much, just slap you twenty each." ”

"Well, I'll count, there are exactly eight people besides you, that is, one hundred and sixty, I'm a bodhisattva, and I'll give you the ten slaps in the odds, and make up one hundred and fifteen!" Chen Mo hooked the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "After the fan, leave all the money in your wallet, and you should compensate my employees for medical treatment, lost work and mental damages, and finally, you can get rid of labor and management!"

Forced by Chen Mo's fierce personal force, the young man in the jacket could only be very aggrieved and pestle there, accepting the beating of his "teammates".

"Smack. The first person to come on the field gently slapped the young man in the jacket on the face, which was lighter than a stroke......

"This doesn't count, do it again!" Chen Mo, the overseer, was very dissatisfied, he stepped forward and slapped the jacket young man a few times, and said in a didactic tone: "See, if you want to beat like me, you have to hear the sound, you have to snap, it's very coherent, if you can't achieve the effect, hum, then he is not the only one who has been beaten!"

"Okay, okay..."The young man in society, who was still very arrogant before, became like a good baby in front of Chen Mo, and he said to the young man in the jacket: "Brother Xiaoma, I'm sorry!"

After speaking, shaking his hand was a slap, and his backhand was another slap, using the fan method taught by Chen Mo before very slippery!

"Well, the son can be taught!" Chen Mo sat on the booth with his hands behind his back, drinking a little wine leisurely, and then let Yin Siyu slap them on the side, the crisp sound was endless, and it was perfectly integrated with the DJ in the bar.

After a while, Yin Siyu, who had been forced to calm down and did not show timidity, leaned over and said to Chen Mo in that glutinous voice: "Report to the boss, they are done!"

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