At most, it was a violent beating, and it didn't kill him, so Wu Meng didn't have a trace of cowardice. But he didn't understand, why did someone always look for his unhappiness recently, he checked with people on the road, but he didn't find out that he was ugly.

He estimated that the person behind this was not a small person, otherwise he would not have been able to do such a good job of secrecy, and he had spent a lot of money to block the news.

"Which immortal have I offended again? Why is this battle getting bigger and bigger every time? I'm dizzy today, so I'm too lazy to play with you. ”

Wu Meng said, turning around and preparing to bypass them.

As soon as he turned around, he was startled, and there was a block of road behind him. This is planning to close the door and beat the dog, and catch the turtle in the urn.

"Okay, attack from both sides, it seems that if you don't play with you tonight, you won't be able to leave."

Wu Meng pressed his knuckles to a clang, ready to fight at any time.

The location of these candidates is also good, not a street shop, nor a residential area, but an old alley, and few people pass by during the day, and in the middle of the night, there are even more ghosts.

The two sides looked at each other for a minute, and heard a voice from among them, "Call me." Those people all flocked to Wu Meng and rushed towards him.

Wu Meng grabbed a half-cut flat pole by the wall, and slashed at the person who pounced, kicking the opponent over, and the opponent's body bounced out, crushing the companion who was about to pounce to the ground.

At the same time, Wu Meng leaned over nimbly, dodged the person who was about to attack him from behind, stepped back from the opponent's armpit, and kicked the person's fart. The man was kicked out by him again, overpowering several of his companions.

The melee completely began, Wu Meng punched his left, hit his right, kicked his left, and kicked his leg right, and began to fight with such a guy who only wanted money.

The alcohol he just drank in his stomach didn't seem to affect his performance, and he was still so capable of fighting.

After more than ten minutes, dozens of people were put down by him one by one, rolling on the ground, some holding and screaming in pain, and some holding their heads and their consciousness was a little unclear.

Although Wu Meng's "weapon" was only a broken pole, he still couldn't avoid seeing blood, and his head was also dyed red with the enemy's blood, and the blood dripped down the pole.

This person has a lot of hands, Wu Meng has not been able to completely protect himself, and he was also injured on his arm, and a large part of the blood on this flat shoulder flowed down his injured arm.

"Come on, if there are any people who can stand up, they will eat your grandfather Wu again."

Wu Meng didn't seem to care too much about the injury on his arm, carrying the half of the flat shoulder, looking at the defeated men rolling on the ground, showing off his skills to them.

These people are now in pain and doubt life, where are they still in the mood to pay attention to Wu Meng again.

Suddenly, Wu Meng's ears twitched a few times, and he felt someone behind him approaching him.

He raised his vigilance, clenched the flat shoulder in his hand, and was ready to surprise the other party at any time.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, so close that Wu Meng thought that as long as he turned around, he could give the other party a fatal blow.

He seized the opportunity, raised the pole in his hand and quickly turned around, but the scene behind him made him have to stop the movement in his hand, the pole was held high in the air like that, and Wu Meng remained motionless as if he had been pointed.

"Fight, see how many lives you have to fight."

The other party was a burly bald man with a murderous aura on his face, he held a gun and pointed it at Wu Meng's eyebrows, his eyebrows were angry, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily.

As soon as Wu Meng let go, the half of the flat pole in his hand fell to the ground, and he tentatively lowered the hand he was holding.

"Hehe, which god did I, Wu Meng, offend? It's all used, do you want my life? ”

The big man beckoned backwards, and the two attendants behind him quickly stepped forward and pressed Wu Meng backhand.

"If Lao Tzu wants your life, he can still let you talk nonsense here."

The big man took the gun and slapped Wu Meng in the face a few times, and then put the muzzle of the gun into Wu Meng's mouth.

The people on the ground who were beaten down by Wu Meng saw that Wu Meng was subdued by his boss and began to help each other get up from the ground.

A small leader ran over and bowed his head in front of the big man and apologized.

"Master Bao, yes———— it's the incompetence of your subordinates, and you have to go out in person."

The little leader was not lightly injured, his right arm hung there, and as his body swayed, it looked like he should have dislocated. His face was also painted, and he looked embarrassed.

The so-called Bao Ye quickly turned around and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the little leader, who trembled with fright, his legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Bao Ye spares his life, the little one has tried his best, but this kid is too good to fight."

The little leader's voice trembled, and sweat trickled down his cheeks.

"Get up, kneel at every turn, and be the boss of others."

"Bao Ye ————"

Bao Ye didn't say that he would not die, the little boss didn't dare to get up, although he was eating on the knife edge, he still spared his life. It is better to live on your knees than to die standing up.

"What? Hit stupid? Do you want me to repeat it again? ”

Bao Ye is obviously not a patient person, seeing that the little boss can't get up, he is a little annoyed, roars loudly, and kicks the little boss to the ground.

The little boss held the ground with one hand, so that he didn't fall on all fours.

"Bring him back to me."

After Bao Ye finished speaking, surrounded by several subordinates, he walked towards the entrance of the alley.

The injured thugs supported each other and followed Bao Ye towards the alley.

The person in charge of escorting Wu Meng also escorted Wu Meng to prepare to follow.

The little leader got up from the ground with difficulty and called for the person who was escorting Wu Meng.

"Wait a minute."

The little leader looked at Wu Mengtou with hatred, fierce and vicious, as if he wanted to devour Wu Mengsheng alive.

"What? You haven't beaten you up yet, and you want me to loosen your bones again? ”

Wu Meng is also a dead duck with a hard mouth, he has become a prisoner, and he still speaks so horizontally, so unbelievably thick.

The little boss was already full of anger, and when he was hit by Wu Meng, he was even more angry, and he couldn't reveal it. His eyes were wide open, and his eyes were even a little bloodshot.

"You ————"

He wanted to wave his right palm and give Wu Meng a hard slap. But at this time, he realized that his arm was injured, let alone a slap, it was difficult to lift it up.

So he used his foot instead, used all his strength, and kicked Wu Meng in the stomach.

Wu Meng's body bent back sharply, and he took a few small steps back. The two people who were responsible for escorting him were also almost implicated and fell.

"You like to bark, don't you? I'll let you call it enough later, let you call the doubtful life. ”

"Phew! I, Wu Meng, have never been afraid of anyone, let alone a defeated soldier like you, if you have the ability, you will kill me, otherwise I will not let you have a good life. If you really have the backbone, let them let me go now, how about we fight another round? ”

Wu Meng still spoke so sonorously and powerfully, not afraid of the outlaws in front of him.

As the so-called those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, this often deals with people on the road, and Wu Meng is not immune to their influence, and is used to using force to solve problems. The ruffian aura on his body, I'm afraid that he won't be able to wash it off for a while.

He shouted with the little boss in front of him, wishing to beat him up and vent his anger.

He is recruiting whoever he provokes, he wants to sentence him to death, and he also wants people to die clearly! Just beating him up like this, what is it, it really makes him so unhappy.

"You want me to let you go, I'm not that stupid, be careful, if you let him run, be careful of your heads."

The little leader set up a stand and commanded the two people who escorted Wu Meng. After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

The two of them nodded in response, escorting Wu Meng to follow closely.

"Your subordinates are defeated, who told you to deal with me?"

Wu Meng was very puzzled in his heart, although he was good at fighting and causing trouble, but it was all trivial things, not so big that he used so many people to arrest him, and he even used his hands to rob him.

And the last time downstairs in Qingshang Group, the two attacks came too suddenly, too inexplicable, and he couldn't figure it out.

When the little leader heard this, he continued to walk forward without looking back, without answering Wu Meng's meaning. Seeing this, Wu Meng kept shouting and asking.

"Are you deaf? What do you ask? Or are you cowardly and don't dare to tell me, for fear that your Bao Ye will find out and cut your tongue? Waste, cowardice, can't even do such a little thing, and be the boss, just go and be a shoe-lifter......"

As soon as the little leader heard Wu Meng call himself a "defeated general" again, and he was still nagging endlessly, he was angry, and turned around and glared at Wu Meng viciously.

"What are you staring at? Tell me, who told you to do this, master, I am happy, maybe I will no longer worry about you, so that you can have a stable life in the future. ”

The little boss looked around, looked at Wu Meng, ripped off Wu Meng's clothes, crumpled them into a ball, and stuffed them into Wu Meng's mouth. Maybe it's because of the left hand, but it took a long time for the little boss to make such a simple move.

Wu screamed fiercely, looking very protesting against the little leader's approach, but the clothes filled his mouth full, and he couldn't say anything he wanted to say.

The little boss nodded with satisfaction admiring his masterpiece.

"When it's finally quiet, it's like a mad dog, and it's been barking annoyingly."

They took Wu Meng to a very remote place, because of the big night, and sitting in the van, Wu Meng didn't know what this place was.

As soon as he arrived at the destination, Bao Ye ordered his subordinates to lock up Wu Meng first, so that they must take good care of him, and if he ran away, let those people come to see him.

This is called Bao Ye, Wu Meng has also heard of his name, but he has never seen a real person. Legend has it that he has a very wide range of business, watching the games for major entertainment venues, collecting protection money from stalls, selling arms, and some people even say that he also deals in powder.

These are all legends, and they haven't been officially verified, but then again, if they are officially verified, then he should go to the national meal.