Chapter 3: The Amazing One

Zhen Baobao began to babble nonsense.

"Zhao Mingming, you and I are also alumni, and contact will be indispensable in the future, so it's not cost-effective to hurt your harmony now!"

"Stomach doesn't hurt anymore? It seems that he still hasn't been ruthless, but he can still say it! ”

Zhao Mingming approached with his arm in his arms, his dark face was still blue, stretched out his right index finger, and tapped a few times on Zhen Baobao's stomach. Zhen Baobao didn't dare to move, but he could also see that the other party was not in a hurry to beat the water dog, but a kind of fake compassion of a cat play mouse.

"This mouth has to be eaten and drunk, of course, it is kung fu practice at home, looking at the whole field is too quiet, I don't just want everyone to be happy, I don't have to be too serious, laugh!"

Zhen Baobao walked to the center of the crowd as he spoke, among them, he was not carrying an alloy rod in his hand, he was in his early twenties, dressed in dark gray sportswear, with a square face, and cut an inch of his head against his scalp, and he had been watching Zhen Baobao's performance with a smile since the beginning, and Zhao Mingming gave way to half a step and stood respectfully beside this person, and the twelve men with sticks in black clothes next to him had solemn faces and a cold breath, which could be seen that they were all gang's younger brothers, real underworld characters.

The gangsters of the federation are disciplined organizations, although they are not recognized by the law, but they still stand tenaciously in the federation for tens of thousands of years, and the officials of the federation also turn a blind eye, as long as they act according to the rules, this powerful group at the grassroots level of society can develop steadily.

Zhen Baobao walked up to the young man in sportswear, looked him up and down carefully, turned his head and glanced at Zhao Mingming, and then grabbed the young man's hand.

"Hello big brother, little brother Zhen baby, please take care of me!"

Bao Tianhao looked at the little man Zhen Baobao in front of him, who was submissive and tried his best to play the pitiful image of Chu Chu, and laughed in his heart, "This is really a wonderful flower among hundreds of millions of middle school students!"

"When the fight starts, you will score a victory, don't you say?" Bao Tianhao shook his hand as he spoke, but he didn't break free.

After Zhen Baobao saw that the young man in front of him was the leader, he had the intention of coercing the princes of the Son of Heaven, and grabbed Bao Tianhao's wrist with both hands, wanting to stop the other party's movements with his own strength.

But Zhen Baobao is just a fourteen-year-old child, this kind of Zhen Baobao is all the strength, and it has little impact on Bao Tianhao, Bao Tianhao sneered, and his hands suddenly strengthened, Zhen Baobao felt like he was holding the reins of the bundle of wild horses, and a rolling force made Zhen Baobao's palms sore, Bao Tianhao broke away from the right hand that was tightly held by Zhen Baobao, Zhao Mingming noticed the abnormality of the situation, rushed to the front with a big stride, and grabbed Zhen Baobao's collar.

"You are here by yourself, so many pairs of eyes are watching, the alloy rod in your hand does not have long eyes, don't want to play tricks, Brother Bao brought these people tonight and didn't warm up, just when you are here, you should be regarded as a high-intensity horse killer!"

Zhao Mingming stood in front of Zhen Baobao, glanced at Bao Tianhao after speaking, Bao Tianhao moved his wrist, glanced at Zhen Baobao, and nodded at Zhao Mingming.

Zhao Mingming got permission, turned around Zhen Baobao's back, stretched out his hand and grabbed his hands tightly, and put them on his waist, the twelve people behind Bao Tianhao slowly surrounded Zhen Baobao who had imprisoned his hands, and was about to start the devilish high-intensity horse killing.

Human beings are high-level intelligent creatures, because human beings have thoughts, they have different personalities, and there are people with different personalities.

Zhen Baobao is a selfish person, he cherishes himself, and he will use his wisdom to find a way to protect the interests of his own body, so he has become a lewd man in the eyes of others. This kind of obscenity is a manifestation of wisdom, and Zhen Baobao is the leader of this kind of people.

Fighting is a purely violent sport with low technical content, in this kind of brain, only with brute force full of blood for a simple and reckless frontal strike sport, it is very easy to cause damage, Zhen Baobao is very discerning to see the essence of fighting, so Zhen Baobao adheres to the firm ideological principle of hurting others and not hurting himself, and purchased an alloy circlip knife from a convenience store, hidden in the cuff, intending to use it in the fierce physical conflict to defend himself.

Zhen Baobao's two wrists were clamped by Zhao Mingming, but fortunately, the fingers were still flexible, the cold handle slipped to the palm of the palm, the slight "click" sound was covered by the ruthless night wind, and the blade stretching out the torso flashed with cold light, with a chilling breath, jumping like a rabbit, flying flexibly, and brilliant blood-colored flowers bloomed on the way.

Zhao Mingming screamed in pain and let go of his hands, Zhen Baobao hurriedly jumped, Zhao Mingming had no time to care about anything else, his left hand tightly pinched the three-centimeter wound at the root of his right palm, his eyes were staring at Zhen Baobao's back, and the red bloodshot in his eyes was like a tense bowstring, as if he was about to attack!

Zhen Baobao didn't stop after hurting Zhao Mingming, and went straight to Bao Tianhao not far away, now Zhen Baobao is surrounded by more than a dozen people, it is like rushing out with a circlip knife, it is tantamount to a fool's dream, Zhen Baobao wants to find a way to check and balance if he wants to get out, and the young man in sportswear is a good choice, as long as Zhen Baobao holds this leader hostage, then there is a shortcut.

At the same time that Zhen Baobao approached Bao Tianhao, the leader who was interested in watching the play was also surprised by Zhen Baobao's unexpected means, when the coldness of the circlip knife penetrated the clothes, Bao Tianhao looked at Zhen Baobao who was exhaling and spraying on his chest, his eyes were calm, and he even raised his hand to straighten his clothes.

"You can't run, go back, hold your head!"

Bao Tianhao's tone was calm, his eyes were still shining, and his chest was beating in a special rhythmic way.

Zhen Baobao ignored Bao Tianhao, put his right hand holding the circlip knife tightly in front of Bao Tianhao's stomach, motionless, turned to look at the twelve black-clothed people with sticks who were about to move, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he took a deep breath to calm down the rapid heartbeat.

"Listen, I don't want to hurt anyone, but I don't want to get hurt either, and you don't want to see this person get hurt, so you step back and leave me a way."

Hostage-taking is obviously a common trick of terrorists, but Zhen Baobao does not have the viciousness of terrorists who regard death as home, his right hand trembled under the gaze of everyone, his heart was beating like a small hammer drum, beating wildly, and he heard the "bang" sound of the alloy rod hitting the ground, and he was even more uneasy from the bottom of his heart.

"They won't let you go, you will definitely be miserable for a while, so you better do it, I haven't seen my own blood for a long time, I want to see if the color is still not so red!"

Zhen Baobao was already panicked, and he was even more nervous when he heard Bao Tianhao's words. Where does he dare to really do it, regardless of the laws of the Federation, just say that here and now, as long as Bao Tianhao is injured, twelve heavy alloy rods will definitely shoot like meteors catching the moon, and then he will have to be disabled if he doesn't die!

Bao Tianhao saw that Zhen Baobao had a thief's heart but not a thief's courage, so he sneered and made an amazing move.

Zhen Baobao's right hand is tightly holding the circlip knife, although it is trembling, but the blade is still close to Bao Tianhao's stomach, just one thrust, the blade will be smoothly inserted into Bao Tianhao's belly, but Zhen Baobao did not dare to bless this thrust, so Bao Tianhao helped Zhen Baobao.

Bao Tianhao took a step forward, and waited until Zhen Baobao realized that it was too late.

"Ahh Zhen Baobao knelt on the ground in fright, and there were tears in his eyes because of the fear of hurting people.

"I didn't mean to! I...... I, I'm sorry! …… You! ”

Zhen Baobao panicked and had already suspended the operation of the language logic program.

The moon is still the same moon, but the moonlight has become brighter, and a beam of light hit Bao Tianhao's stomach, except for the torn sportswear, there is no blood flowing out, and the circlip knife that should be inserted into Bao Tianhao's stomach is not there, but lying on the stone path.

Bao Tianhao didn't give everyone a chance to wonder, unbuttoned his clothes and took off his tight sports vest.

It was still the moonlight, and everyone saw that Bao Tianhao's belly was painted with a layer of stone gray, and there was a fresh white mark on it.

Bao Tianhao opened his mouth to speak, speaking slowly, with undulating tones, and he could hear the emotions in it, pride and confidence!

"Level 3 Ability Petrification!"

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