Chapter 39 [A Scoop Down]
Huo Qingqing blushed and did not flinch.
"Thin Head" was so frightened that he froze.
Tang Mo took a step forward, blocked in front of Huo Qingqing, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his waist, picked up Li's slow wooden scoop, and then turned his head and smiled: "Sister Zhang, if you fight like this, let's let a man come!"
Tang Mo did not complain that Sister Zhang stole the limelight of his hero's rescue of beauty, but was slightly moved.
Although Sister Zhang's performance also surprised him, this is how things should be, those bridges where the others are all walking dead in order to highlight the heroism of the protagonist, let's hell with it.
"Yo he, your little scoop is really peculiar......"
Da Fei kicked the "thin head" in the back, and said angrily: "Give it to Lao Tzu, do you want to collect money?"
Collect money?
Tang Mo's eyes narrowed, it seemed that they really didn't come to find fault and collect protection money, there might be someone behind them.
"Ahhh......h
"Thin Toutuo" took a big kick and pounced on it with his teeth and claws.
"Be careful!"
Huo Qingqing exclaimed.
Tang Mo raised his hand and recited "Zi Yue" softly in his mouth, and Li slowly slapped out the small wooden scoop and hit it directly towards the shoulder of "Thin Head Tuo".
He didn't have any murderous intentions in his heart, he just wanted to punish the "thin head", but because it was the first time to use the small wooden scoop, and it had undergone a mutation just now, he didn't dare to follow the other party's brain.
Slow!
It's slow!
Super slow!
In the eyes of Da Fei and others, Tang Mo was like acting in a pantomime, although the wooden scoop in his hand was waved out at a uniform speed, the speed was simply slow.
But in the sight of the "Thin Head Tuo", Tang Mo's scoop was as fast as lightning, and he didn't have time to resist or dodge, and the small wooden scoop that looked light but was actually extremely heavy had already hit him.
With a "bang", the thin head was hit by the shoulder, and he fell into the sky with a big fork.
"Skinny Monkey, what the fuck are you doing?
Da Fei didn't feel sorry for the little brother at all, he raised his leg and kicked the thin head again, oh no, the thin monkey kicked it.
"Big brother, I don't know, his movements are too fast!"
The thin monkey crawled up from the ground with a sad face.
Although Tang Mo didn't hurt him, it wasn't light, he felt like his shoulder was about to crack, and the pain was incomparable.
Moving too fast?
Are you joking?
As far as his movements are concerned, they are not much faster than snails, and you actually say that they are too fast?
The words of the thin monkey not only made Da Fei and "Fat Toutuo" completely confused, but even Huo Qingqing and Sister Zhang looked at each other, Fan Wei's performance in "No Thieves in the World" was really so popular, even the street ruffians began to learn him to pretend to be mentally retarded?
", let you find less shampoo girls, you just don't listen, useless things!"
Da Fei took a sip and motioned to the fat head next to him: "Fat dun, you go!"
Chubby?
The name is really vivid.
Li slowly made a contribution with a small wooden scoop, Tang Mo's confidence soared, and he was not afraid to see the lump of horizontal meat that was shorter and fatter than Li Duoduo walking towards him.
"Hey!"
In front of Tang Mo's eyes in the fat hallway, he suddenly exhaled, stomped his feet, and put his hands into claws in a posture of "tiger descending the mountain", which looked quite a bit of Sammo Hung style.
"It's actually a martial arts master? I'm so scared!"
Tang Mo joked: "Otherwise, let's go outside the door to fight, save breaking the tables, chairs and benches, and you will have to lose money in a while, it's not worth it!"
Fat Dun's eyes were a little hesitant, and he turned his head to look at Da Fei.
"What do you think I'm doing? You're not here for a banquet, and you're afraid of smashing his things?"
Da Fei was a little speechless, like this, his own momentum was completely lost, it was really unfortunate that the family had these two goods!
"Look at the move!"
Fat Dun let out a loud shout, and grabbed Tang Mo's face with one claw.
Not to mention, this guy may have really practiced, his quick movements are inversely proportional to the size of the meat mound, not to mention, the tiger claws are still faintly windy.
However, Tang Mo didn't take it to heart, with Li slowly holding a small wooden scoop in his hand, don't say that you have a juggling style, what if the warrior monk Yilong comes?
It wasn't until the fat tiger's claws came to him that Tang Mo recited "Zi Yue", and waved it out again.
Still slow!
Still slow!
Still super slow!
But this is an extremely slow scoop in the eyes of outsiders, but it makes Fat Dun unavoidable and unavoidable.
"Ahh
Fat Dun's chest was slapped by a small wooden scoop, and he fell out like a heavy hammer, and he also came to the back like a thin monkey.
Knock it down.
Another scoop down.
What the hell!
Da Fei jumped up suddenly, picked up a chair, pointed at Tang Mo and said, "You give it to you...... Come out for Lao Tzu, come out and fight!"
The monkey is vain, but he knows the combat effectiveness of the fat dun, just the little white-collar workers who are weak now, three or five people may not be able to beat it together, Tang Mo can hit the monkey It is reasonable, but the same extremely slow scoop, why can he also hit the fat dun, and he can also shoot his body of more than two hundred and three hundred catties away?
Tang Mo is a master?
But his white and pure appearance doesn't look like it at all!
Could it be a paranormal event?
That's right, it's a supernatural event, looking at the weird little wooden scoop in his hand, and what he seems to be talking about before he shoots, maybe it's a special magic weapon.
You can't fight in the store, you have to go out, you can see the sun when you go out, and the magic weapon will have no effect under the sun!
At this time, Da Fei was actually weak and his cold hair stood on end, but he couldn't really retreat, so he could only force his composure.
"You can fight as much as you want, I'll accompany you to the end!"
Tang Mo made a gesture of please, but his heart blossomed.
It is worthy of the belongings of the senior brother of my academy, it is really extraordinary, Tang Mo sighed secretly.
Out of the door, Tang Mo stood proudly with a small wooden scoop in his hand, Fat Dun clenched his fists, Da Fei and Thin Monkey each carried a chair, and the three of them surrounded him in the middle.
"Sister Zhang, Tang Mo will be fine, right?"
Huo Qingqing and Sister Zhang came out with them and asked worriedly.
"I don't think he's worried at all, he should be fine, right?"
Sister Zhang didn't know the bottom of her heart, but she couldn't help but comfort Huo Qingqing.
"Tang Mo has practiced martial arts before?"
Thinking of the situation just now, Huo Qingqing couldn't help but ask.
"You little couple, you don't know, I have known him for less than ten days, how can I know!"
Sister Zhang was open-mouthed, but she didn't notice that Huo Qingqing's face seemed to have turned red.
At this time, the time was close to 12 o'clock, and many diners who did not eat Dandan yesterday came to line up in advance, and saw that they were surrounded by three ruffians.
"Everyone, this is our personal grievance, it will be resolved soon, do not delay everyone's meal, and please be sure not to call the police, I thank you in advance!"
Tang Mo saw two or three onlookers secretly take out their mobile phones, and knew in a blink of an eye that they might have to call 110, so he hurriedly stopped them.
Just kidding, if the police intervene, how can they make an example of themselves?