Du Mu turned around and saw three thugs walking towards him with unkind faces.

What's the situation?

He was a little puzzled, but he was not alarmed, and looked at the three of them calmly.

The thugs came to Du Mu, and one of the young men in a black vest looked him up and down, his eyes stayed on his school uniform for a moment, as if he remembered something, and hey.

"I know you, you're a student at Qiming High School, and you often pass through this alley. ”

Another young man with dyed yellow hair suddenly heard this: "When you say this, I also remember." ”

The three of them often pass by this alley, and they naturally have an impression of Du Mu, a high school student in shabby clothes, who will avoid walking every time they see them.

Today, however, was a little different, and the kid was a little too calm.

Du Mu looked at the three of them and frowned slightly: "Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing?" The young man in the vest and the other two thugs glanced at each other, and after a moment of flickering eyes, they turned to look at him with a flirtatious smile on their faces, "I just ran out of money recently, and I want to ask you for help." ”

Excuse me? I'm afraid it's blackmail, right?

Du Mu snorted secretly, although he had a premonition when the three thugs stopped him, but when he was really blackmailed, he was still a little surprised.

If this had been before, I would have had to take out my wallet obediently.

This thought instantly turned in Du Mu's mind, and he immediately saw him shake his head: "I'm sorry, I've been short of money recently, so I can't help you." ”

The smile on the face of the young man in the vest disappeared suddenly, and the other young man with a tattoo on his neck spat on the ground with a gloomy face, raised his fist and said viciously: "Boy, either you obediently hand over your wallet, or we will beat you up, and then take it ourselves!"

"Pick one of your own!"

"Sure enough, it's still the same development..... You've said that you've said that you're not done. ”

Du Mu sighed, as soon as the words fell, he slammed his schoolbag over and smashed it on the face of the young man in the vest, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked the yellow-haired young man on the side in the abdomen.

The thugs didn't expect Du Mu to suddenly attack, and they fell into the road all of a sudden.

With two screams, the vest youth and the yellow-haired youth stumbled backwards at the same time, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Du Mu stepped forward with a sliding step, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the tattooed young man who was still confused, and hit him in the chin with a right hook, instantly knocking him backwards.

"Damn it!" the young man in the vest got up from the ground with his bleeding nose covered, and glared at Du Mu in shock and anger, "He actually attacked us!"

"No one told you that the most taboo thing about being a bad guy is to talk too much nonsense?" Du Mu leisurely picked up an iron pipe from the ground and waved it, which was quite a good hand.

There are frequent scuffles in the area, so there are many weapons such as iron pipes and sticks scattered on the ground, which are readily available.

At this time, the yellow-haired youth and the tattooed youth also relieved themselves, got up from the ground, and looked at Du Mu angrily.

"Bastard!"

"Let's do it!"

"Fuck it!"

The three of them turned their heads to look around, and soon picked up iron pipes and wooden sticks on the ground, and threw themselves at Du Mu with a cruel smile.

With the iron pipe in his hand, the familiar feeling of holding the sword spontaneously appeared, Du Mu was sure in his heart, and a complex emotion mixed with excitement, excitement and coldness surged in his heart.

Due to his weak strength, when he encountered these gangsters in the past, he was trembling, for fear of being entangled by the gangsters, and deep down in his heart he was not aggrieved and unwilling to do so, but he was limited to his own weakness and could not change.

But now it's different, the existence of the mastery-level Bailuo breathing method and the mastery-level swordsmanship has greatly improved his strength, even if he is a real martial artist apprentice, not to mention just a few gangsters who are not in the stream.

suddenly had the ability to change the reality of grievances, which made Du Mu's heart swell with indescribable excitement.

He took a deep breath, his body flashed to the right, dodged the iron pipe split by the young man in the vest, put on a sword pose, slammed it diagonally upward, and hit the cheek of the young man in the vest, the latter suddenly screamed, and the whole person fell to the left, falling to the ground and wailing.

It's a pity!

Seeing this scene, Du Mu sighed secretly in his heart, his strength is not big enough after all, and he is about the same as an ordinary adult, otherwise if this blow continues, I am afraid that he will be able to directly stun the other party.

"Damn boy!"

The yellow-haired young man swung his stick with a hideous expression, but was easily dodged by Du Mu, and his backhand crossed a half-moon arc, and the iron pipe in his hand hit the former's face.

His strength is not enough, and if he hits other places, it is not enough to make the gangsters lose their combat effectiveness immediately, so he can only target vulnerable parts to attack, and try to increase the damage.

Sure enough, after being hit hard in the face, the yellow-haired young man looked up to the sky and screamed, and the whole person fell backwards, covering his face and rolling on the ground and wailing.

The position of the tattooed young man fell last, and as soon as he rushed closer, he saw two companions being thrown to the ground, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Du Mu smiling at him, and the next second he stabbed forward with a very fast stab, instantly poking him in the abdomen.

No more than the round head of the wooden sword, the tip of the hollow iron pipe stabbed the human body was still extremely painful, and the sudden sharp pain suddenly made the tattooed young man's eyes widen, his mouth opened wide, and his throat gurgled and rolled, but he couldn't speak at all, so he could only hold his stomach and slowly kneel to the ground, trembling like a cramp.

In the blink of an eye, the three thugs fell to the ground.

With a wave of the iron pipe, Du Mu paced over slowly, knocking down the other two gangsters who still wanted to get up, until the three of them no longer had a trace of combat power and could only lie on the ground and scream, he threw away the iron pipe in his hand and came to the young man in the vest and squatted down.

"You...... Do you want to do anything?"

The young man in the vest had swollen cheeks, his words were a little unclear, and he stared at Du Mu in horror, so frightened that he retreated.

At this time, he wanted to cry without tears in his heart, and he never thought that this high school student in front of him, who looked shabby in appearance and looked like a child from a poor family, would be so tough.

"It's not up to you to say that. Du Mu looked at the trio with blue noses and swollen faces, his heart suddenly moved, and he reached out and grabbed the collar of the young man in the vest, "Hey, you three, hand over the money on your body!"

Hearing this, the young man in the vest suddenly widened his eyes: "You...... You're blackmail!"

Du Mu rolled his eyes and slowly raised his fist.

"Wait, wait, we're from the Silverring! If you dare to steal our money, the Silverring Gang won't let you go!"

The young man in the vest threatened with a fierce expression, seeing that Du Mu was still unmoved, and his face gradually turned cold, he finally couldn't hold on, and waved his hand again and again in horror: "I, I understand! The money is given to you! Don't do it!!"

With that, he hurriedly took out Xingyuan from his pocket.

"And the two of you!"

Du Mu got up and kicked the other two gangsters lying on the ground, out of fear of Du Mu's strength, the three of them had to cry and hand over the money on their bodies.

In order to prevent the three of them from playing tricks, Du Mu also searched it himself, and finally scavenged all the money and property on the three of them.

"Fourteen thousand three hundred and twenty star dollars...... The three of you are quite rich!"

Looking at the thick stack of star coins in his hand, Du Mu sighed.

You must know that his monthly living expenses on weekdays are less than 2,000 star yuan, and this is because he has to practice martial arts, and the cost of food is relatively large, and if he changes to an ordinary family of three, the monthly expenses are about 3,000 star yuan.

The Xingyuan on the three gangsters is enough for a family of three to live for four or five months, where did they get so much money?

Du Mu asked with doubts in his heart.

"This ...... This is the protection fee that was just collected today. The young man in the vest replied with a sad face, if he lost this money, the boss would definitely not give him good fruit to eat when he went back.

"Oh?"

Touching his chin, Du Mu fell into a deep groan.

"It's so profitable to be a gangster these days?"