Tian Xiaodie hugged the banknotes in her arms, and the corners of her eyes that had just been teardropping were now crooked crescents.

She excitedly sorted out the banknotes one by one, held them in her hand and waved them, and ran towards her father.

Huang Mao glanced at the thick stack of banknotes waving in Tian Xiaodie's hand, and his eyes were unabashedly greedy.

"It's so easy to get money, huh? Damn, are these people stupid pigs? Huang Mao said hatefully.

When Tian Xiaodie excitedly passed by Huang Mao's side, Huang Mao's face turned grim, and she quickly reached out and snatched the banknote in her hand.

"You...... What are you doing?! Tian Xiaodie looked at this burly, yellow-haired man and was very frightened.

But when she thought that it was money for her father's treatment, Tian Xiaodie bravely theorized to Huang Mao.

"What? You are so blatantly cheating money, of course I have to take care of it! There are really two hands, and singing a broken song can fool people. You gang of crooks are all family-dead stuff, you know? Huang Mao said self-righteously.

"I'm not lying! You pay me back! Tian Xiaodie jumped anxiously to grab the stack of money.

Huang Mao saw that this little girl was so clingy, and in a distraught mood, he slapped Tian Xiaodie's face.

"Shameless dog, go back to your blind man!"

Tian Xiaodie fell down in response, and a large blood-red handprint instantly appeared on her face.

The aunt next to her hurriedly picked up Tian Xiaodie, who was beaten and cried, and said angrily, "What's the matter with you?" Why do you hit a child? Hurry up and give the money back to the child! ”

The people around him were also angry with Huang Mao's approach, and they all exported their crusades.

But now that the money is in hand, is it possible to let this yellow hair hand it over?

He said viciously: "He is paralyzed, who dares to speak for this little liar again!" Lao Tzu stabbed him to death! ”

After speaking, he took out a sharp watermelon knife from his handbag and waved it provocatively at the people around him.

This trick really worked, and the people in the carriage didn't dare to speak. The aunt next to her hurriedly hugged Tian Xiaodie and walked to the side, she was afraid that this yellow hair would accidentally cut Tian Xiaodie.

Someone secretly took out their mobile phone and called the police, but it will take a while for the police to come.

And Huang Mao is not stupid, he has calculated that the next stop is a small county town that doesn't matter what, as long as he gets off there, it is the king of heaven who wants to catch himself, it is also difficult! He didn't do this once or twice, anyway, no one was seriously injured in the end, at most he was slashed by him, and the policemen who couldn't find the yellow hair in two of the three searches had to give up the search.

After all, there are many heavier cases in China, so we can't waste manpower and material resources on such small cases, right?

Looking at the folded money in his hand, Huang Mao could roughly guess what the number was after a little weighing.

"Hehe, I made more than 20,000 yuan for nothing, it's so cool!"

"Give Fluttershy back."

A cold voice sounded from Huang Mao's side.

When Huang Mao heard this, there were still people who dared to come forward!

When he looked up, he saw that it was the tall little white face who had just sang.

Chen Mo walked towards Huang Mao step by step, his pace was slow, but it was very weighty. His eyes were covered by long bangs, and no one could see what his eyes were like. However, the people around him could feel a strong evil aura from him.

Huang Mao felt that the current Chen Mo was like a volcano about to erupt, although it looked calm, but once he moved, it was still unknown whether he could kill with one blow.

However, the watermelon knife in his hand made him feel very secure, and holding the knife, Huang Mao arrogantly pointed at Chen Mo's nose: "Little white face, I've put up with you for a long time!" Don't think that you are handsome if you look like that stinky j8, Lao Tzu tells you that real men are marked by scars! Do you see the scar on Lao Tzu's face? That's when Lao Tzu was left behind by cutting down more than 20 people alone! ”

Not to mention, the scar on Huang Mao's face is indeed very terrifying, and ordinary people will feel frightened at a glance. Huang Mao also relied on this appearance and his ruthlessness to make a lot of money.

Through the window, a cold and biting yin wind blew in, Chen Mo raised his head violently, and his bangs were blown away.

His eyes were blood-red, and that was because he was already angry to the extreme.

"Me! Say! You! He! Mother! Target! Handful! Money! Still! To give! Small! Butterfly! ”

Chen Mo gritted his teeth and jumped out word by word.

Huang Mao saw that this matter could not be solved without doing anything, so he scolded with a knife: "~ you~Mom~ force!" ”

Then, he slashed at Chen Mo with a fierce knife.

The knives were all slashed at Chen Mo's vital point!

According to Huang Mao's thoughts, this kid will definitely be so frightened by his bravery and ruthlessness that he kneels on the ground and begs for mercy and screams for his father.

When the time comes, he will snatch the money from this little white face again.

This is what happens when you offend yourself!

"Brother be careful!" Tian Xiaodie shouted in fright, and covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to see what happened next.

Tang Mengchen had already collapsed to the ground with a pale face, in her opinion, with such a quick knife method, Chen Mo would definitely be cut.

At the moment when the knife was about to touch Chen Mo's body, a smile of victory hung on Huang Mao's mouth. This little white face was in the limelight from the moment he got on the train, which made Huang Mao feel very annoying.

But in the next second, Huang Mao's mouth opened wide, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

I saw Chen Mo stop the watermelon knife with his bare hands, and with a strong right hand, he hit Huang Mao's wrist. As soon as the painful Huang Mao's hand was released, the watermelon knife was snatched away by Chen Mo.

"You want to hurt me with this thing?"

Chen Mo's face was gloomy, and with a little effort, the watermelon knife was actually bent raw!

This knife is made of alloy, several times harder than ordinary steel knives, this has been bent, how strong does this little white face have!

Huang Mao was so frightened that his mouth opened into an "O" shape.

However, he reacted quickly, and the knife was gone, and he still had a fist.

The calloused fist of the fight was already blasted towards Chen Mo's head, and this time, Chen Mo lost the agility he had just now, like a nerd, standing still and not moving.

"Bang!"

"Ah~~~~~h

The screams were heard through the car window into the distance, and Huang Mao looked at his fist that had begun to swell, and he didn't believe that what had just happened was true.

He felt as if he had hit a hard, thick wall!

Chen Mo sneered, grabbed the yellow-haired neck, and lifted him into the air.

Huang Mao felt as if his neck was caught by a pair of iron tongs, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from Chen Mo's hand.

Gradually, Huang Mao's entire body began to become congested, and red covered his skin. The yellow-haired eyes also began to bulge outward.

He was about to be strangled to death by Chen Mo!