The dense fog in the street was washed through a passage, like an arrow piercing, and Simon was a little faster just now.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Simon roared, fists clenched, scanning the other.

"Boy, nosy, fuck off!" A slightly chubby rascal turned to Simon, who suddenly appeared, and turned to the woman again.

It is clear that the three hooligans are trying to plot against the woman.

"It's up to you to get out of the way."

Simon was indeed a little nervous at first, he didn't know how strong his ability was, since he came, he couldn't leave with his pocket, thinking of this, he instantly calmed down, and said coldly to the three young men.

The hooligan who covered the woman's mouth was a little bearded, and he seemed to be a leader, and he glanced at the fat hooligan Nunu's mouth.

The fat hooligan understood, turned around and pounced on Simon, punched Simon in the face, and scolded in his mouth: "Boy, look for death." ”

Over the years, Simon has paid great attention to his own cultivation practice, since the death of his parents in a car accident at the age of thirteen, Simon has paid more attention to physical exercise, and after going to college, he also participated in martial arts classes, and he has achieved a little success, even if he does not have superpowers, he is still sure of dealing with a person.

Simon dodged nimbly, punched the opponent in the chest with a backhand, and then kicked the opponent in the stomach neatly, kicking him to the ground, unable to get up in pain for a while, and screaming in pain.

It lasted three seconds.

"I'm grass! The kid really has two brushes! Let me scrap your brush. ”

Another thug in a suit said, pulling out a switchblade from his pocket, the blade shining dimly, and slammed at Simon.

Simon didn't dare to parry hard, and retreated backwards to dodge a few times, but he didn't expect this rascal to have some kung fu, frequent attacks, and ruthless moves.

Hooligans know martial arts, and no one can stop them.

Simon was at a loss for a while, and was in a hurry. The hooligan seized the opportunity and stabbed Simon in the abdomen, but Simon couldn't dodge, and in a hurry, he grabbed the blade with his right hand, preferring to hurt his hand rather than let the knife go into his stomach.

The hooligan looked down and saw that the knife was held by the other party's empty hand, hehe, he smiled evilly, twisted it hard from side to side, Simon's hand instinctively held the blade like a pliers, but he did not feel the pain of being cut, nor did he bleed. In fact, Simon was also worried, worried that the other party would have too much strength and cut off his fingers, so he held it tightly and fiercely.

This kind of worry is human nature, and it is also an instinct, and heroes are not easy to be!

Seeing that it had no effect, the hooligan had much more experience in fighting than Simon, and punched Simon in the chest with his left hand, but it was not Simon who screamed, but him, and his fist seemed to hit the iron plate, and the pain was unbearable, and he screamed "ah".

Simon snatched the switchblade with all his might, and the blade was curled and deformed, and his left hand punched the opponent in the face. The hooligan's feet flew upside down more than ten meters from the ground, hit a wall and rebounded, fell to the ground, his jaw was shattered, the right side of his face collapsed, and he immediately fainted.

It lasted fifteen seconds.

The most pleasant way to deal with hooligans is to kill them all, and never be merciful, but Simon is still soft, because there is a law, but his punch also makes this hooligan can only live on liquid food from now on.

Although Simon didn't know the weight of his fist yet, he just made a tentative punch, and the other party's injury couldn't be judged, only seeing the other party's mouth spurting blood, falling to the ground and not waking up, he didn't care.

"If you want to waste my brush, I'll waste your eating guy first!" Simon muttered.

Simon looked at the curled and deformed switchblade in his hand, but his hand was not injured, which was extremely pleasantly surprised, but at this time he had to deal with the remaining hooligan, so he didn't think much about it, threw away the deformed switchblade casually, and walked in front of the woman.

The hooligan with the beard was a little stunned, and the woman took this opportunity to bite his hand, and the hooligan suddenly felt pain, let go of his hand, and the woman ran behind Simon.

The leader of the hooligans was sturdy, tall and mighty, drew a larger knife from behind him, flashed with cold light, waved it a few times, and rushed towards the west gate with a cry of "ahhhh

At this moment, Simon suddenly felt that everything had become very slow, and the hooligan's movements were like slow motion, slashing at him little by little. Simon felt a little funny, and suddenly remembered the moment when the glasses fell to the ground in the morning, but he was stunned and didn't reach out to pick it up, the situation at this time was the same as then, and the other party's movements were slower.

Simon immediately thought, "Could it be that my movements have broken through?" Beyond the limits of humanity? ”

Simon easily punched the opponent in the chest, and the "click" made a broken sound. He flew higher than the previous person, and his feet flew upside down from the ground, bent the street lamp pole, fell to the ground, and his mouth spurted blood, and he couldn't get up for a while.

It lasted one second.

The first fat rascal to be knocked down became the lucky one, and he kept lying on the ground, completely stunned by what was happening in front of him, without reacting, and looking at Simon stupidly.

This is the first duel between humans and non-humans (superhumans).

Simon saw that the three hooligans had been killed, and no one got up again, so he turned to look at the woman.

The woman was actually a girl, with a good face, long flowing hair, covering half of her face, white skin, large and watery eyes, dark and slender eyebrows, wearing a white knee-length skirt, revealing healthy white calves, canvas shoes, and a long-sleeved T-shirt.

Because of the fright she had just received, the girl's face was panicked, and when she saw the young man who had come knocking down the three hooligans for a short time, she came back to her senses and looked at Simon, walked up to Simon, and said to him, "Thank you." ”

In just three words, you can hear the girl's voice crisp and sweet.

"You're welcome, get out of here." Simon said.

Simon only glanced at the girl, and he was embarrassed to look at it more, but it was just this short glance, Simon was enough to be attracted, there was a special charm, if he saw Hao Bai at noon with a big change in expression like a goddess, the girl in front of him was more like a princess.

"No wonder they've been kidnapped!" This was the dirty thought in Simon's heart.

Simon stretched out his hand and pointed out to the street, taking two steps first, and the girl followed him.

"Need to take you home?" Simon said as he walked. In fact, it's nonsense, do you still need to ask!

"I have to go back to school." The girl said.

"Which school?"

"Yenching University."

Ximen was stunned for a moment, because Yenching University and Tsinghua University are two universities next to each other, and the east gate of Yenching University faces the west gate of Tsinghua University (anyone who knows about the two universities should know).

"Uh...... Then we are neighbors, I am from Tsinghua University. Simon spoke a little unnaturally.

"Okay, that's for you." The girl spoke very elegantly, and looked at Simon's hand, "Is your hand okay?" ”

Simon only remembered at this time, raised his hand to check, and it was intact.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

"How could it be ......" The girl looked at Simon with questioning eyes.

"Uh...... I've practiced kung fu. Simon quickly explained, and he had indeed studied kung fu for a few days, "By the way, how did they bring you here?" ”

"At night, outside the school, for some reason, I was suddenly kidnapped by them and put in the car, and I came here. Just now when they ran out of the car unprepared, they surrounded me again, I shouted for help, and then you came. The girl said.

"Oh, that's right, let's go back together." Simon said.

"Okay."

The two left the dimly lit street.

Next to the street, in a black car, a young man surnamed a young man witnessed the whole incident, and after Simon and the girl left, he opened the door and walked outside the car, with new and shiny leather shoes, a straight suit, neat hair, and a graceful demeanor.

The man found the deformed switchblade, picked it up and looked at it, put it in his coat pocket, showed no expression on his face, glanced at the three hooligans on the ground, took out a wad of red renminbi from his jacket pocket, threw it in front of them, and turned to the car.

"Zhao Stan, Zhao Stan, you help us and take us away." The fat rascal was sober, came back to his senses, and said to the man.

Zhao Stan's footsteps did not stop at all, got in the car and closed the door and left.