Chapter 88: Brother is awesome

Mo Wei'an instantly exploded when he heard the alarm: "Are you crazy?" Alarm?! Do you want Yanzhuo to be expelled from school?! ”

Mu Ansheng glared: "What can I do then?!" ”

If it weren't for helping him, how could that boy be in such a dangerous situation?

Seeing Mu Ansheng's anxious appearance, Mo Wei'an pursed his lips, and finally made up his mind.

"You wait, I'll find someone."

By the time Marvel was calling for help, the people in the alley were already fighting.

As the leader of the gang, Brother Long needs to fight no matter how strong the enemy is.

If it fails, it will be disposed of.

Yan Zhuo said directly, and he wanted Brother Long to hand over people, which was naturally impossible.

When Mo Hancheng was busy working abroad, he suddenly received a distress call from Mo Wei'an in China.

originally thought it was Mo Wei'an's own business, but as soon as Mo Hancheng heard about the help, he planned to hang up the phone directly, but suddenly heard Yan Zhuo's name from Mo Wei'an's mouth.

"Brother! Don't hang up yet! Yan Zhuo was surrounded! ”

Mo Hancheng's fingers holding the phone were clasped: "Where?" ”

He didn't ask why Mo Wei'an knew about Yan Zhuo, anyway, he settled the matter first.

"Begonia Street!"

"Wait." Leaving two words, Mo Hancheng hung up the phone.

Mo Wei'an breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to see how the situation was, and saw Mu Ansheng's shocked and stunned expression.

"What's going on?" Mo Wei'an was strange, looked up at the situation in the alley, and was shocked and stunned, no less than Mu Ansheng.

He's just a call for help, what's going on here?!

Mo Wei'an rubbed his eyes, but there were still people in the alley, more than 20 people were stacked like arhats, and a teenager sat on it arrogantly, and he didn't know which person he grabbed the candy from, and chewed it in his mouth.

Brother Long was in a good state, so that he would not be unable to move by Yan Zhuo, and he got up from the ground tremblingly.

Yan Zhuo raised his eyebrows when he saw this: "Do you still want to fight?" ”

Brother Long had a painful expression on his face, with two panda eyes half-open, two bags on his head, and bowed his hand respectfully to Yan Zhuo: "The senior's strength is so high, he lost in the next one." ”

Yan Zhuo got down from the pile of people and stood in front of Brother Long, with a serious face.

Seeing the young man's serious appearance, Brother Long's heart became nervous.

Outcome...... The boy opened his mouth and said a word.

"Don't call me senior, I don't look as old as you."

Brother Long: "......"

"Now those people can be handed over to me, right?" Yan Zhuo opened his mouth to ask for someone.

Brother Long looked at Yan Zhuo in embarrassment.

Yan Zhi saw Brother Long hesitate, and was instantly unhappy: "You don't want to?" ”

"No, no!" Brother Long hurriedly shook his head, and then pointed to the pile of people, "It's just that those people have been cleaned up by you!" Now they all have blue noses and swollen faces, and I can't tell the difference. ”

Originally, the more than 20 subordinates were all bald, the clothes on their bodies were the same, and their height and body shape were not much different, but now they were blue and swollen and piled together, and they might not be able to recognize their faces.

The embarrassing atmosphere began to spread, Yan Zhuo rolled his eyes a little embarrassed, and he knew that he would have done it lightly......

"the!" Mo Wei'an's startled voice suddenly sounded, from far and near, "Awesome!" Brothers! ”

Mo Wei'an went to observe the "corpse pile", and ran to Yan Zhuo's side again, looking at Yan Zhuo with admiration: "Brother! Are you fighting so well?! ”

He can't fight, so every time he provokes his second brother, he can't beat it, only being beaten up.

If...... can pull Yan Zhuo into his camp......

Oh, that's not right! Brother Yanzhuo seems to be his second brother's boyfriend...... will definitely help his second brother.

Since then...... Wouldn't he have even less hope of "turning over as a slave and singing"?!

oh my god!