Security guards are indispensable in the night game, Gao Yang has seen the most capable secret security, once had a record of one-on-five, and his hands are like mowing grass with a sickle.

But now Gao Yang felt that he saw a bulldozer roaring on the grass. After Chen Mo knocked down the gangster leader with one punch, the rest of the gang all roared and rushed forward. He didn't even move, but with his left hand, he grabbed a person's arm and picked him up.

The man was much bigger than Chen Mo, and as soon as his feet left the ground, he almost thought he was dreaming, and he was screaming and struggling, but his stomach was hit with a heavy punch, and he vomited in the air. After this strange humanoid weapon was thrown, it overwhelmed the few gangsters who rushed to the front, and Chen Mo followed and burst into the crowd, knocking down the two in an instant.

The waitress's screams didn't start until then.

The scene was chaotic, but Chen Mo's shot was as accurate as a machine. No matter if it is a fist or a guy, his right fist can always hit the opponent in advance, and the landing point is the abdomen. No matter how tall and strong the thug is, as long as he is grazed by his fist, he will immediately turn into a boneless soft-skin snake, and the floor will already vomit in a mess.

The circle surrounding Chen Mo is getting smaller and smaller, and more and more people are falling. Among the onlookers, even Shen Dali was dumbfounded by the completely inverted situation, and forgot to go up to help-where is this outnumbered, this is obviously Chengren bullying a bunch of unweaned babies!

The three veterans didn't react. Yu Da watched Chen Mo dodge attacks again and again in the crowd, his movements were slippery like a loach in oil, and he looked thoughtful.

One to twenty can still have the upper hand, it doesn't mean that he is really twenty times more fierce than ordinary people. Gangsters are gangsters, the more chaotic they are, there is no discipline at all when they fight, and there are even several people who accidentally hurt their own people. At this moment, the only thing that Yu Da is interested in is how many extraordinary things are hidden in this seemingly ordinary kid.

Among the last few gangsters who were still standing, Chen Mo saw an old acquaintance. Facing the approaching "brother-in-law", Tao Jun's eyes showed a fierce light, but he hesitated under his feet.

Tao Jun is a native of Lao Cai, and after being expelled from school, he basically goes to the school gate every Friday afternoon, hiding aside and waiting for Chen Jing to appear. He knew that she would come home every week, but he didn't dare to go up and pester again. Once I saw her pulling the corner of Chen Mo's clothes and walking to the station, her little pretty face was full of gentle attachment, and Tao Jun had an indescribable jealousy.

Tao Jun often thinks about the scene when he was humiliated, and more often he thinks about how to retaliate. He decided to wait for the best time, and as soon as he made a move, Chen Mo would never be able to turn over, but he didn't expect to meet here unexpectedly today.

"Kill him, Chen Jing will have no one to rely on." Tao Jun heard a voice whispering in his heart, and the strong thought that replaced the other party finally overcame reason, and with a low roar, he pulled out the knife and stabbed it into Chen Mo's chest.

This knife is undoubtedly beyond the scope of fighting, and it completely wants the other party's life. But Tao Jun didn't get his wish, and a slap that was almost exactly the same as last time exploded in his face. The ferocious force made him spin several times on the smooth floor, and then he was punched by Chen Mo, and his throat suddenly opened the valve, and he fell soft like a dead dog into the filth he spit out.

After Chen Mo finished dealing with everyone, he dragged them out one by one and threw them in the middle of the old street, probably treating Tao Jun with special favor, and finally dragged him, but he was pulling his hair like a cooking animal. Tao Jun originally shaved his head, but now his hair is not long, but he hasn't torn it off much, and he feels that his whole scalp is in great pain, and he can't help but wail.

There were already a lot of night owls wandering around the old street, and when they saw more than 20 young men humming and chirping in a pile, they all gathered around at once. The two foreign girls didn't know if they were having fun, and while shouting: "Oh, the cake seller", they ran over and looked Chen Mo in a security guard uniform up and down, feeling that they had bumped into an authentic kung fu heir, but they were not afraid to take a photo with him.

Chen Mo refused with a smile, turned around and walked back to the store. Gao Yang stared at him for half a minute, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh, "It's gone, this time it's really out of sight......"

"Do you need to call the police again and say that someone is making trouble?" Chen Mo ignored his bullshit.

Gao Yang was sure that he had already planned to fight, and he couldn't help but curse secretly, but he didn't dare to show it, "We must be justified in calling the police, but there is no need to make things bigger." Every police station is busy, don't trouble others. ”

"Listen to Manager Gao." Chen Mo's answer made Gao Yang even more depressed.

Are you listening to me?

"Brother Chen, smoke!" One of the security guards who came from the Heavenly Palace grabbed the cigarette and handed it over, his hands were a little shaky, and his expression was quite excited. The waitresses not far away were all shrunk in the corner like quails, and their eyes on Chen Mo were both afraid and adoring.

"He won't smoke, so honor me!" Shen Dali honestly and unceremoniously took the cigarette, took a sharp puff on the fire, and grinned at Chen Mo, "If you want the dead bird to face up, it can be regarded as an evil outlet!" ”

Madman Yang, who was playing with a sieve cup at the "New Century" Di bar on the street, soon received the news, stared at him in disbelief, and immediately made a phone call. A few minutes later, he went to North Street alone, and heard a commotion at the door of the Jungle Di Bar from a distance.

"Whoever hits, get out!" Hundreds of old neighbors are shouting loudly, nearly half of them are women, and there are even people carrying spatulas in their hands.

The thugs had all gotten up, but they were still a little unsteady on their feet, and they were being scolded by several old men and old ladies. After Chen Mo came out, a group of neighbors were a little stunned when they saw that he was ridiculously young and inconspicuous.

"Why do you hit someone?" The question was asked by a woman with a round waist and an apron tied around her waist, and her eyes were blazing.

"They don't pay for drinking, they come up with a knife, and I can't stand still." Chen Mo has always liked to strike after he started with others, and the gangsters took out the knife first, which was exactly what he wanted, at least all the reason on the scene was accounted for.

The woman was speechless for a while, knowing that the unscrupulous boys behind her must be messing around in the yard again, but she refused to just forget it, "Then you can't throw people into the street!" Who else has done it, all of them will come out for me, when we are good bullies in the old street?! ”

"I'll do it myself." Chen Mo said.

The woman froze and looked behind her.

"That's it...... He was the only one. The gangster leader Zi was blushing, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Auntie, my grandfather also carried a gun and killed little devils. When he was alive, he often told me that every household in Hongzhen Old Street was hard-boned and iron-hearted, without the slightest adulteration. Chen Mo looked at the woman and those neighbors, and said slowly, "If I have any other ways today, I won't do anything with the buddies in the old street." During this time, they came to hang up the accounts every day, and today I ran into it, I have to do the work of a security guard with the boss's salary, and I can't pretend not to see it. I've only been in this business for a short time, and I don't know anything, I just know that there are some rules that you can't start with, not even once. If you are really addicted to alcohol and it is inconvenient for you, you tell me that I will pay for you to drink. It's not easy for anyone to eat, it's not interesting to harm people like now, it's better to have a fight with me if you want to hang the account. ”

The woman's face was gloomy, she glanced at the gangsters coldly, and suddenly turned around and left, "Dozens of people can't beat one person, and what kind of account do you have to hang up, it's really not as good as a generation......

Perhaps it was the phrase "hard bones and iron backbone" that worked, and hundreds of neighborhoods quickly dispersed cleanly. Madman Yang watched his subordinates leave in the crowd with their heads hanging down, and after thinking about it, he turned around and left.

This night was actually peaceful, and there was no one to seek revenge. The two foreign girls who "sold cakes" probably didn't have enough of the kung fu masters, so they found a group of friends, happily entered the store, and played until late before leaving. Gao Yang didn't expect that the business of opening the door would be done like this, and seeing Chen Mo's embarrassed expression when he was disturbed by the two blonde stunners, he suddenly found that this kid was indeed very tender in some aspects, but in other aspects, it was obviously different.

Three days later, in the early hours of the morning.

Shen Dali and the others had already returned to the dormitory, Chen Mo was walking alone in the Huaguang community after work, and caught a glimpse of cigarette butts lit in the shadows of several nearby residential buildings, and surrounded him. When the group of people walked to the dim street lamp, Chen Mo clearly saw the sharp cold light reflected from the long knives in their hands.

"My name is Yang Maniac, I heard that you are very good at fighting, come and try it today." A thin man with half of his eyebrows missing walked to the front of the crowd and looked at Chen Mo with the eyes of a corpse.

How many 20 can you play? Madman Yang laughed heartily. The ones he found this time were all hard hands, and he transferred a lot of people from outside, and he was no longer a pure kid of the old street. If it weren't for the man on the phone warning him not to make too much noise, he would have gone crazy.

The little security guard with the lunch box in his hand did not show the fear he imagined, but just glanced at Yang Madman coldly, "Do you have a business card?" ”

"Business card?" The smile on Madman Yang's face froze, wondering if this guy was scared silly.

"If you don't, you'd better print a few boxes, and everyone will send one before the dry rack, otherwise it's too stupid to sign up for such a number." Chen Mo frowned and touched his neck, "It caused Lao Tzu to get goosebumps." ”

Madman Yang stared at his eyes to an unprecedented degree, and the huge sense of humiliation made the blood in his whole body rush to his brain, and when he was about to roar and shout to kill, he found that the other party had already made a move first-in this case, this little security guard chose not to run for his life, but to take the lead!

After a simple knee bending, Chen Mo's body stretched into a bow in the night, and followed it. Everyone, including Madman Yang, couldn't see how he got to him, and the aluminum lunch box smashed into Madman Yang's face in the next moment, making a non-loud impact sound, and the face that was missing half of his eyebrows immediately distorted.

When Chen Mo was slashed for the first time, more than a dozen people had fallen beside him. He knew that these thugs were far from being comparable to the little ** who went to the store, and it was not as simple as intimidation today, so the shot must be a heavy punch. The night gave the ambushers the greatest convenience, often after one person was knocked down, there were more pounces, and the cooperation was extremely tacit, Chen Mo only felt that there was the sound of sharp weapons waving in all directions, and several times there was danger.

The second wound quickly opened behind Chen Mo, his upper body was covered with blood, and the overrun burst period that he was holding firmly in his hand still didn't use half a second.

He's still waiting.

Dozens of meters away, on the edge of the green belt, three people were quietly watching the fight. If Shen Dali was present, I am afraid that he would immediately find that the eyes of these old brothers no longer looked like the walking dead.