Chapter 214: Whoever takes the lead will destroy him first

Don't get me wrong, the scream was not made by Zi Lianmian, it was from the fastest squeezed checkered shirt, just when his fingers touched the tips of the hairs on Zi Lianmian's big white legs, Simon, who had come back from his contemplation, slammed backwards at a god-like speed, and the checkered shirt felt a huge impact on his chest, his feet were almost off the ground, and he fell on his back, out of instinct, his hands grabbed to the sides, and the skirt of the forty-year-old aunt just now was scratched a hole, revealing snow-white thighs, but the skin was obviously a little aged, and the luster was completely gone, It's a world of difference from Ermei's skin.

"Ahh The aunt also let out a scream.

This time it's lively.

Simon reacted from deep thought, and used a little more force, fortunately not too fiercely, otherwise the subway car would not be safe, and the man was hit on the jaw and bit his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of blood after falling to the ground.

If Ximen bumps Zi Lianmian's big white leg after the checkered shirt touches him, then it is on Simon's side, because the other party is sexually harassed in front, but now the other party has not touched it, Zi Lianmian doesn't know that he is going to be sexually harassed, and the other party still has blood, everything seems to be unfavorable to Ximen.

If it's an enemy, it's okay to kill it directly, whether it's reasonable or not, but the other party is an ordinary person.

At this moment, a few kilometers away, Lan Li, who was sitting in front of the computer of the Special Defense Bureau, was looking at the video surveillance screen and secretly laughing, since Ximen and Ermei appeared on the street, they had been monitored, and after entering the subway, Lan Li was personally monitored, and the video completely recorded the picture of the checkered shirt touching the purple white legs, but the people around couldn't see it, so they didn't know the truth, and naturally blamed Ximen, Lan Li picked up the phone, ready to dial Ximen's mobile phone number, and stopped, she wanted to see how Ximen handled this matter in this passive situation.

The checkered shirt got up, spit out a mouthful of blood, pointed at Simon and scolded: "Damn it, what are you doing?" Deliberately hit me, you're sick! ”

Simon is a very high-quality person, almost never scolding, there is really no way to face this kind of scoundrel, especially in front of everyone, it is not to fight, it is not to go, to probe the other party's thoughts, the other party found an excuse, and was about to teach Simon a lesson, Simon sneered in his heart, with his own identity, are you still afraid of them, besides, he still has a murder license, so he takes it with him.

"Please keep your mouth clean, you know what you want to do." Simon said coldly.

"Hey, you're pretty awesome! I think I'm rich and great, the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich, right, take two women out to swagger, damn, Lao Tzu will teach you a lesson. ”

Seeing that his accomplice was standing around, he was already fearless, and most of the onlookers also looked at Simon with disdain, and they were even more bold, and rushed over to raise their fists to fight. That's good, Simon Province is talking nonsense to him.

How can his fist speed be compared with Simon, in this short second, Simon probed the thoughts of the surrounding onlookers, some people hate Simon, thinking that he is a rich second generation, and there are two beauties snuggled up to him by his side, some people really deserve to beat him, some people are purely watching the excitement, and a few people have no ideas.

The situation was not in Simon's favor.

The fist of the checkered shirt was still more than a foot away from Simon, and Simon grabbed his wrist like lightning, twisted his backhand, and used the grappling technique to restrain the checkered shirt and unable to move. If there is someone who knows how to do it next to you, you will know at a glance that it is not something that ordinary people can do.

"You're not a good thing yourself, and you want to teach me a lesson!" Simon said coldly, "What did you want to do with your hand just now?" ”

"Whoever sees it, my hand is in his pocket, and I can't stand it and crooked it, will you hit me?" The checkered shirt was still vibrant, and shouted at his accomplices, "Do you think he is unreasonable?" ”

"Yes, it's just that he's wrong!"

"This kid is not a good thing, I have long looked at him unpleasantly."

"I hit people and hit people, and everyone beat him."

Three people one by one, and finally the handsome boy finished speaking, seeing that no one made a move, there must be someone who took the lead, took the first step, punched and hit, the psychology of the Chinese is like this, someone takes the lead, others also follow suit, and even play cheap, fishing in troubled waters to get some benefits.

Fang Fei and Zi Lianmian stood behind Ximen and couldn't interject at all, and it happened too fast, they didn't know what was going on, they could only watch, knowing that Ximen would not suffer.

"Humph!"

Ximen snorted coldly, this situation must be suppressed quickly, otherwise there will be more and more trouble.

Whoever takes the lead will be the first to destroy!

As the saying goes, "the rafters that come out rot first".

In the eyes of the onlookers, I saw Simon's hand like lightning, his arm shook, the shoulder of the checkered shirt made a "click" sound, and a small pitted depression appeared on the skin, which must have been dislocated, and the combat effectiveness disappeared. Simon's other hand gently probed and punched the handsome boy's nose, the opponent's punch just came out and couldn't come out, immediately his face was full of flowers, his nose was bleeding, his eyes were black, his brain was blank, he was dizzy, he couldn't be handsome for the time being, and his combat power disappeared. Small-headed men and handsome boys are the same fate. The man with glasses was thrown over the shoulder by Simon and fell heavily to the floor, his waist was broken, and he couldn't get up, so he could only moan.

There is an old saying, called "art pressure is the best", two seconds of clean and neat techniques, those who are eager to try immediately calm, no one dares to start.

Simon once again probed the thoughts of the onlookers, but basically did not dare to move, some dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and Simon became a bad person.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I must explain that these four men are not good people, they are thieves, and they often harass women while the subway is crowded......" Simon explained, and before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"How do you know they're thieves?"

"That's right, you think you're the United States, whoever you say is a thief, you can beat whoever you say, who of us has lost something?"

"I didn't lose it."

"I didn't lose it."

“……”

If someone lost something and happened to find it on these four people, then it would naturally prove Simon's words, and the siege would be solved, but those four people came to Chong Ermei first, and they hadn't stolen anything yet.

The four of them were lying or standing, knowing that the young man in front of them was powerful and not his opponent, and when they saw that everyone was accusing Simon, they all echoed it.

"Young man, you are too unreasonable, you beat people, and you also framed others as thieves, I think you look good, you are this kind of person!" A tall man squeezed out of the crowd and questioned Simon.

Simon saw that the other party was about the same height as himself, or even taller, nearly one meter nine, with broad shoulders and strong waist, muscular, and a weight of about one hundred and ten kilograms (Simon's height was one meter eighty-seven, weighing eighty kilograms, and the body size was standard, and it looked thin and weak in comparison), even more powerful, maybe a fitness coach, a soldier, an athlete or something, after probing the other party's thoughts, the other party was really a soldier, or a special soldier, and was trying to meddle in things.

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