Chapter 42: A Fat Man Who Underwent a Beat (I)

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Chapter 42: A Fat Man Who Underwhelms (I)

When Zi Yuan pulled Yang Mo to his house, Yang Mo was really shocked, because the villa in front of him was even more luxurious than his own house, but fortunately, he was not a person who had never seen the world, and Yang Mo was still very calm on the surface.

"Let's go, Brother Yang Mo." Zi Yuan pulled Yang Mo, this unlucky child was stiff all over, and he said that he was calm?

"Oh, good." Yang Mo reacted and followed Ziyuan into the door.

"Punch me!" As soon as he entered the gate, Yang Mo heard an extremely oppressive roar, which was different from the sound made by Yang Mo after using his demonic power, this voice was obviously a real voice, how big a chest did this have to be? Yang Mo was stunned, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a black shadow "smashing" towards him, Yang Mo pushed the aster beside him out, and then an iron plate bridge dodged the attack of the black shadow.

Standing up, Yang Mo saw the person who attacked just now, only one meter seven tall, weighing one hundred and fifty kilograms, not only the chest is big, every part of the body is very large, a pair of small eyes are squinting, but the essence of the light is chilling, Yang Mo moved his hands and ankles, and he found that the fat man's eyes were staring at him, and he didn't look at the ast next to him at all. And Zi Yuan just put down the communicator in his hand, and stood in place and looked at Yang Mo with a look of embarrassment.

"So you're coming for me?" Yang Mo thought in his heart, "The attack just now can kill me for half my life, but it can't kill me, it seems that this is the so-called test, but why would you find such a fat man?" ”

"Hey, fatty." Yang Mo spoke.

"What a fat man! What a fat man! I'm robust! The fat man jumped up directly, spit in his mouth splashed, but Yang Mo completely ignored his complaints and said to himself.

"I said fatty, I don't know who you are and why you are attacking me, but I want to say that you are not my opponent, so you better get out of the way."

"I, no, yes, fat, son!" The fat man gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Also, you said that I can't beat you, so let's try, my 'smiling tiger' really hasn't met a peer who can't be defeated." ”

"Smiling Tiger?" Yang Mo thought for a while, "Why don't you call it a tumbler?" ”

"I'll kill you!" The fat man roared angrily, his feet stomped on the ground, and a pair of demonized orange peel and black-striped tiger claws grabbed Yang Mo.

The demonic power in his body was running, and the abundant sense of power instantly filled every part of his body, which made Yang Mo feel that he could drill a hole in the ground, cough cough. Yang Mo raised his left hand and skimmed over the top of his head, just lifting the fat man's pair of tiger claws to his head, while his right hand clenched into a fist and hit the fat man's heart.

Because it was pounced, the fat man's body was still in a suspended state, and as soon as Yang Mo lifted his left hand, his body couldn't help but change direction, and was hit in the heart by Yang Mo's punch. His soft heart cut off the blood supply in an instant, and the fat man's eyes blackened for a while, and his huge body fell straight down.

"Ah, brother." Zi Yuan screamed and ran up, hugging the fat man and shaking, and Yang Mo on the side was directly dumbfounded, he hit himself just now, is it the eldest brother?

The fat man woke up faintly, and when he saw Ziyuan's anxious look, a smile opened on the corner of his mouth.

"Yuan Yuan, brother is fine." Although that's what I said, but fat man, your tone is obviously about to hang up, okay, and who allowed you to add that expression of dystocia, do you have a conscience?!

The fat man looked at Yang Mo, and Zi Yuan also followed his gaze to Yang Mo, and the six eyes looked at each other, and Yang Mo obviously saw the banter in the fat man's eyes.

"Xiao Zi, get out of the way, I'll save him." Yang Mo stepped forward, "Since I did the thing, then I will fight for this life to save my eldest brother." ”

Looking at the righteous and awe-inspiring Yang Mo, the fat man suddenly had a bad feeling, but before he could speak, Yang Mo had already rushed over and covered his mouth.

"Xiao Zi, get out of the way, his life force is constantly flowing, you go find something to gag his mouth." Yang Mo's face was extremely solemn, Zi Yuan had never seen such an expression.

"Okay." Zi Yuan nodded, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, Yang Mo couldn't help but stuff it into the fat man's mouth, and then he didn't know where to find a cloth belt and strangled the fat man's mouth tightly.

"You're cheap." The fat man heard Yang Mo whispering in his ear, and then he was lightly moved, and he was thrown up directly by Yang Mo.

"Hmm" The fat man's mouth made a frightened sound, and his fat limbs writhed wildly, but all this seemed to others to be so normal. Because Yang Mo was standing below him, the green light on his body was flourishing, and the rich breath of life was spreading, whether it was the vigilantes on the surface or the strong people in the secret, they all felt a kind of whole-body comfort, and the two closest people to Yang Mo, Ziyuan and Yew, had completely different feelings, Ziyuan felt the life force that was even stronger than when he rescued Zhang Zihan that day, but Yew didn't feel anything, well, this green light was quite dazzling, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

"Bang bang." Yang Mo's hands kept falling on the fat man's body, looking light and powerless, in the eyes of others, it seemed like Yang Mo was using some kind of magical technique to heal the yew, but in fact? There is almost no place on the fat man's body that escaped Yang Mo's beating, and the fist that seems to be weak is actually with Yang Mo's huge strength, and the fist style alone can make people's nosebleeds fly straight away, not to mention that the fist is to the flesh, and the muffled sound is not a joke.

"Hmm." Yew's eyes were about to burst into tears, and he had already given up struggling, just hoping that Yang Mo could end this Rausch treatment soon.

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Hmmmm"

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Bang Bang Bang"

……

Both the beating and moaning began to diminish and the green light began to dissipate, and the feeling of comfort that everyone bathing in the green light felt disappeared in an instant. One of the female guards even shouted not to stop.

The yew fell to the ground, and the gag happened to fall off.

"Bastard, I'll kill you." Yew turned around angrily, but saw Yang Mo lying on the ground with a pale face, Ziyuan was talking anxiously next to him, hearing his voice, the two turned their heads at the same time, Yang Mo's pale face showed a relieved smile, and Ziyuan looked coldly at Yew who was shouting and shouting to kill.