"Huh, huh?" Mo Ming showed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, slowly squatted down, and took out the gold card from the pickpocket's body, as if he was disgusted that the gold card was dirty, shook off the gold card, and then withdrew his pocket, stood up, and said with a smile: "Then let me see it, the methods of the pockmarked boss, I hope to be domineering, don't let me hope too much." ”

Now that Li Xiulan has left here safely, the cruel words released by the pockmarked face, Mo Ming only regarded it as a dog barking, and he didn't care at all, his eyes did not fluctuate at all, it seemed quiet, but in fact he was numb, what the pockmarked face did crossed Mo Ming's bottom line, and when he saw those innocent girls, in Mo Ming's eyes, the pockmarked face was no different from a dead person.

When Mazi heard Mo Ming's words, his face was heavy, his heart had burst into anger, his eyes opened slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Go up and catch this kid for me, I want to treat him well, but before that, you can fight well, fight hard, as long as you don't kill him." ”

Those gangs were tricked by Mo Ming, and they couldn't get used to Mo Ming's dragging, and they had already accumulated anger in their hearts, and they were just about to explode, and just when Mazi's face was finished, they rushed over.

"There are so many dogs, Lao Tzu is scared, but I don't know if these dogs are huskies or Tibetan mastiffs, and they bite people fiercely!"

After Mo Ming said a mockery, his eyes flashed a trace of fierceness, and his body immediately moved, rushing forward, extremely fast, like a shock, in front of a gang, the gang picked up a punch and smashed it at Mo Ming, but the speed of the shot was too slow, Mo Ming kicked him directly in the waist and kicked him out.

"What a husky!"

The faces of those gangs suddenly turned pale, Mo Ming's sarcasm deeply pierced their self-esteem, they were already full of anger, they became a little violent, a relatively sturdy man, his expression was a little hideous, he quickly rushed towards Mo Ming, raised a punch and blasted out.

The speed is not bad, but Mo Ming's speed is faster, he holds the man's head with both hands, presses down, jumps up, and the bent knee hits the man's face heavily, if anyone pays attention, they will see that the man's fist is close to Mo Ming's waist, but it can't hit it, but it was hit by Mo Ming's heavy bombardment.

The blow was too heavy, the man only felt that his face was full of pain, tears flowed out uncontrollably, his brain was even darker, and he was a little confused, looking at Mo Ming's figure divided into countless people.

"Brother, I'll give you another kick, I wish you a smooth journey!"

Mo Ming said very friendly, but the corners of his mouth showed a hint of hideousness, and he suddenly raised a kick and kicked the man away, jumped up and turned around again, and swept out his thighs, directly sweeping the man who wanted to punch behind.

At this moment, Mo Ming's ability was like cold water, extinguishing the anger of those people, trembling and sometimes stepping forward and sometimes retreating, stunned that no one dared to rush forward first.

"Fuck, what are you afraid of, give it all to me, there are many of us, I don't believe that we can't subdue him, go up together, even if he has the ability, he can't stop so many hands!"

When he saw the wilting cannon that had been staying in place, his feet were trembling, and he didn't make a move, he kicked the wilting cannon with a furious kick, and scolded: "You kid forget about the wilting cannon in bed, why is it still so wilting on the ground, is it possible that you want to be a wilting cannon for the rest of your life!" ”

Originally, his heart was full of fear, and it was too late to dodge, because of the kick of the pockmarked face, the withering cannon rushed directly in front of Mo Ming, so frightened that his face turned green, and he was at a loss, and he watched Mo Ming lift up a kick and kick it heavily on his body, and a heart-piercing pain immediately spread all over his body, and flew back upside down.

"Brother Wilting Cannon, I'm sorry, I can't hold my feet for a while."

This sentence is just a joke, Mo Ming's hands and feet are controlled freely, and there will never be a scene that is difficult to control, after the poor wilting cannon fell heavily to the ground, he fainted before he could blame Mo Ming.

At this moment, Mo Ming is like a god who kills the Buddha and kills the Buddha, and the demon kills the demon, the crowd comes and goes freely, every time he shoots, there will be injured, and in the blink of an eye, there are only more than ten people left who can stand.

"This kid is too perverted, isn't it, there is no danger when I look at it horizontally and vertically just now, why does it look like I have some hairs in my heart now?"

The pockmarked face was a little scared, and the intestines were all repentant, why did he have to provoke this evil god in the first place, it was really a matter of stealing chickens and rice, and he was in a commotion, and the wealth in the gold card was not taken, and the business with many years of experience was also going to suffer.

If it goes on like this, let alone twenty people, even if there are another hundred people, it seems that Mo Ming can't help it, Mazi's face is horizontal in his heart, and there is a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes, but he can't hide the fear, he quickly turned around, walked back to the big bed quickly, and took out a machete from under the side.

Suddenly feeling a bad aura coming from behind, Mazi held the knife in his face, and turned back in horror, but found that Mo Ming was like a ghost, and he didn't know when he appeared behind him.

Looking at the direction of the gate again, the group of people under his hands seem to be lying down!

"Hehe, Mazi Boss, you can't do this, we are all bare-handed, you are holding a knife, this is not fair, it is better for you to put down the knife, let's discuss it."

Mo Ming pretended to be a little scared, looked at the pockmarked face with a wry smile, the pockmarked face was really serious, pointed at Mo Ming with a machete, and said viciously: "Fuck, you kid know that you're scared?" Didn't you fight quite a bit just now, Bruce Lee? One beats ten? Hmph, now you're calling me, come on! ”

"Not very well, are you sure you want me to come?" Mo Ming's face was a little embarrassed, and he spread his hands.

The pockmarked face didn't care what Mo Ming said, he rushed forward with a machete, and said: "I don't care if you come or not, anyway, Lao Tzu will kill you today!" ”

"Well, why don't you listen to my advice?"

Just when the knife of Mazi Face was swinged, Mo Ming flexibly dodged to the side, and after holding back his strength with a punch, he slammed into Mazi Face's wrist, a burst of numbness and pain swept through his body, and the machete slipped off his hand.

Mo Ming quickly took the machete that was about to land, and as soon as his body turned, the bright machete slashed towards the neck of Mazi Face, and when he was about to cut it, the machete stopped on his neck, and Ma Zi Face was so frightened that his eyes hurt as big as a duck's egg, and he trembled all over, and a drop of water dripped out from under his crotch, which was already wet at this time.

This pockmarked face is actually scared of incontinence?

"Boss Mazi, how old are you and still pee your pants?"

Mazi swallowed his saliva, glanced at the knife with his spare eyes, and found that he was fine, and his hanging heart finally relaxed, but he was still very scared and looked at Mo Ming in horror.

"No, no, no, you're the boss, boss, I beg you to let me go...... I don't know Taishan, I offended you, you just let me be a fart, anyway, I didn't do anything to you and your wife, and let you kill so many brothers...... As long as you let me go, I swear that I will never trouble you in the future. ”

"You could have let it go when you were a fart." Mo Ming's face sank suddenly, and said: "But what you have done has already violated my bottom line, look at how innocent those girls are!" ”

As he spoke, Mo Ming slapped the knife on the face of the pockmarked face, making the pockmarked face turn his eyes, look at the cage, put the machete on the neck of the pockmarked face again, and roared loudly: "Open your dog eyes for me to take a good look!" ”

"Yes, yes, I'll open the dog's eyes and see."

Mazi raised her head tremblingly and looked at the girls, without a trace of sympathy, only worried about her own safety.

"Boss, I know it's wrong, you just let me go, and I won't do it again."

Mo Ming sneered, shook his head, and said, "Hey, for a scumbag like you, it seems that you can't make you sincerely repent, forget it, it's really a waste of Lao Tzu's time." ”

Before Mazi Face could react, Mo Ming slashed at Ma Zi Face's neck with a knife hand, making him unconscious.

Throwing away the machete in his hand, after Mo Ming found a bunch of keys on his pockmarked face, he searched everywhere, found the switch next to the cage, pulled down the switch with one hand, and the cage hanging on the top was slowly put down, just when the cage was about to enter the bottom, Mo Ming pulled the switch on again.

After those girls saw Mo Ming, they were already dying, and they regained their vitality, they were very excited, and they wanted to speak, but the tape was attached to their mouths, and they could only make a sound of humm.

"Don't worry, you're saved."

Mo Ming smiled kindly, and tried several keys with the key found on the pockmarked face before opening the lock, originally Mo Ming wanted to untie the ropes of those girls, but the familiar siren sounded at the door.

"I'm sorry, you can be wronged again, the police uncle will save you in a while, I'll go first."

Mo Ming didn't want the police to know about this matter, otherwise, there would be a lot of troublesome things, and they would make a big fuss about killing the pickpocket, and it would be difficult to think of being famous at that time, wouldn't it be equivalent to exposing his whereabouts to Situ Hai?

Mo Ming didn't want to expose it to Situ Hai too quickly for the time being, so he immediately didn't hesitate, and quickly walked to the walls of the warehouse, these walls were just environmentally friendly walls made of plastic, and kicked a few times, and kicked out a hole that was enough for him to walk out.

At this time, the door of the warehouse also allowed those armed policemen to break through, and while no one noticed him, Mo Ming walked out of the warehouse quickly, and there was a vast sky outside, with white clouds, hot temperature, and fresh air.

"When it finally came out, I couldn't figure out why those people's noses were so strong, and that kind of place could be used as a nest!"

After Mo Ming took a few breaths of relatively fresh air, he was about to leave, and just after taking a few steps, a sharp female voice came from behind, which made Mo Ming have to stop.

"Don't move, put your hands up, don't play tricks, my gun doesn't have eyes, okay, now turn around slowly."

Mo Ming didn't like this kind of treatment, but people forced him with guns, in order to save his life, he could only raise his hands and slowly turn around, so that he could see the appearance of the policewoman behind him clearly.

"You are? Mo Ming! ”