Chen Mo rarely laughs, even if he has done a lot of terrible things, and he doesn't know how many lives he has saved, he can remain calm.

And I don't like it!

But now, when facing this girl who can give him a special feeling, the corners of his mouth actually curved.

Laughed......

Chen Mo's smile is indeed very charming, compared to his usual rigid and indifferent face, this smile exudes at the same time, it actually adds a touch of handsomeness.

Damn it! That guy would actually smile at that woman?! Why is such a charming smile not directed at yourself?

Ning Xiaoning carried a stick, roaring angrily, like a tigress who had gone crazy.

"!"

Behind Brother Ma, there were more than a dozen gangsters with that kind of alloy throwing stick, these people were all not studying in school.

"Look for death!"

Chen Mo had an indifferent smile on his face, and his eyes were at the dozen or so guys who rushed up.

His steps moved forward slightly, and when he retracted it again, the whole person looked obviously thin, but when he went to that station, this place seemed to have a majestic momentum.

"Pretend, kneel down for Lao Tzu!" The oncoming little brother dressed in black, waving a throwing stick, slammed it towards Chen Mo's stomach.

"Hoo ......"

Several throws came out in unison, and at the same time, Chen Mo's feet moved, and his body was able to dodge the guy's stick.

Looking back, after three or two strokes, he threw the guy's stick aside.

His Tai Chi technique was extremely exquisite, and in the process of fighting, although it seemed to be walking very slowly, those hands seemed to be touching an invisible sphere.

At this moment, in the small bamboo forest, the wind continued, and the emerald green bamboo leaves were blown down.

His black coat was blown to the sound of hunting.

The two hands kept floating, and it couldn't help but make people feel that his hands seemed to be extremely soft when they melted with the wind, but they seemed to have infinite power hidden and could burst out at any time.

"Poof!"

"Bang ......"

The wails continued, and the feeling of fear continued to spread through these people.

"Damn, I still don't believe it, could it be that his hands are made of iron?" Brother Ma was hideous, and picked up a slinger stick from the hands of a few people who fell to the ground beside him.

The two sticks were danced vigorously, and this guy can mix in school, which can be regarded as some skill.

Chen Mo killed four people with his hands, turned his head and ran towards the bamboo forest again.

"Still want to run? You think beautifully! Thinking that this kid was scared, the old horse took the lead, and several younger brothers behind him also rushed over.

"Smack!"

The alloy slingstick was pumped over, and two or three sections of bamboo fell down at once.

You know, bamboo is very tough and won't break directly.

In other words, these slingers in the hands of these guys should not be ordinary guys.

"Brothers, come real, don't save my face! Today, this kid doesn't break a few ribs of him, and Lao Tzu will have his surname! ”

As usual, in this case, it is still within the school limits.

Even though the bamboo forest is far away from the school, you still have to climb over the fence to get out.

As he spoke, the old horse pressed the button on the stick in his hand.

With a click, it was visible to the naked eye that there were a lot of things similar to steel needles densely packed on the stick.

"Remember, except don't say hello to that kid's head, you can toss it in other places, give it to me!"

As soon as the words fell, a very majestic voice came from behind the old horse.

"Oh, who am I, it's the pony...... What, this man is the one you should bully? ”

The old horse turned his head when he heard the sound, and then he saw more than 20 people, holding baseball bats in their hands and tennis rackets behind them, rushing towards them with hula and la.