Matthew's kick was very strong.

Rao is Brighton's fat and strong enough to resist, but he was still kicked out.

Several of his men tried to pick it up.

But with Brighton's size, the huge momentum was not at all what they could bear, and they were all rolled into pieces.

Especially the little black man who is the most good at sycophancy, he was directly pressed under Brighton, screaming, sounding very sad.

The neatly arranged tables also poured like dominoes,

The sound of the plate falling down made a noise.

The frightened crowd retreated, and soon formed a circle that was convenient for onlookers, in the circle, Brighton, who was dressed in food and soup, supported himself with one hand and wanted to get up, and the others were also very embarrassed.

Before his people could react, Matthew hurriedly copied it, kicked away the little black man who was in the way, lifted Brighton's collar, and opened the bow left and right.

I can't help but say, give him two slaps first.

Brighton's swarthy face immediately swollen, black with a red tinge.

At this time, the foreign aid thugs on the other side grabbed the weapons they could find and rushed over.

"Don't come here! Or I'll break his neck! ”

Matthew dodged and strangled Brighton's neck.

Seeing that Matthew was just a student, those people naturally didn't believe that he dared to do such a ruthless move, so they hesitated for a moment, but still tentatively approached Matthew.

Michaela came back to her senses and grabbed a table knife and stood between them, holding both hands with the tip of the knife facing each other.

"Don't move, if you dare to go forward, I'll stab you to death."

The posture of holding the knife is extremely white, but fortunately, the momentum is very good.

The thugs didn't see her as a threat at all, and one of them, with a chair in his hand, began to gather strength.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Matthew quickly asked Michael and them to pull Michaela back.

"You're stupid, who are you scaring with a knife, stay behind me and don't move."

After teaching Michaela a lesson, Matthew looked at the disobedient thugs again.

"Do you really dare to kill me?"

He exerted his strength slowly, tightening tighter and tighter.

Brighton, who was breathless, began to struggle, kicking his feet indiscriminately, his body twisting violently, but he could not break free from Matthew's iron hand.

Gradually, the flush on his big black face began to spread, and soon his whole face turned red, from a black man to a red man, still red and purple.

Finally, under Matthew's clamping, Brighton's whole person gradually stopped, leaving only his right hand subconsciously patting the floor.

This is a gesture of begging for mercy when facing danger in combat.

Those foreign aid are still hesitating.

Matthew continued to exert his strength, and at the same time his body began to deviate a little, like tightening a nut, slowly turning with Brighton's thick neck.

In this case, as long as he moves a little widely, he can completely break Brighton's neck!

Brighton's slapping of the ground stopped.

Even the bullying in the chest is gone.

He couldn't make any more moves other than roll his eyes.

"Okay, you're very, count us as a plant!"

One of the thugs took the lead in putting down the guy in his hand and took two steps back with his accomplice.

Matthew's hand loosened.

Brighton, who was on the verge of suffocation, finally recovered his lung function after a series of howls, and began to gasp for breath, exerting force, and even collapsed nosebleeds.

As he breathed, the blood flowed out, and after several consecutive times, it turned into a dark red blood foam, splattering everywhere, and falling all over his face.

In short, it is very miserable.

However, Matthew, who has already mastered the initiative, is not ready to stop there.

"Tell me, who is your father, and why did he ask you to trouble me?"

Matthew punched him on the bald head.

Brighton opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he immediately took another punch from Matthew, knocking out one of his front teeth.

"I know you're pretending to be a criminal, and you have to be hard-mouthed, say it quickly, or I'll knock out all your teeth and make you completely black."

Brighton pursed his lips and shouted, his head tilted back desperately, and the look in his eyes was particularly aggrieved.

God is pitiful, he didn't intend to be hard at the beginning.

"What's the use of glaring at me, staring at me, just say it if you don't want to be beaten."

Matthew simply punched him in the eye.

"Mmmm, mmmm."

With his knocked teeth in his mouth, Brighton began to scream.

"What's that? Let's be clear, you don't want teeth, do you?" Matthew stands out as a powerful and unforgiving person.

After being beaten in vain five times like this, Brighton was in a hurry and couldn't be releveled, for fear that the unreasonable Matthew would really knock out his teeth.

He snorted, spitting out the tooth he had cherished so much a moment ago, trying to pronounce it correctly.

"Hmmm! It's a monument! ”

This time, Matthew still didn't hear clearly, so he raised his fist again.

"Stop fighting, I'll tell you." A thug who couldn't stand it stepped forward at the right time and said, "He's talking about the tombstone!" Hell's Kitchen's Tombstone! ”

"Tombstones?" Matthew hesitated and asked, "Is there such a name?" Is it a nickname? ”

The man explained, "Corney Lincoln, nicknamed Tombstone, our boss, Bracken's father, you can ask around, even in a place like Hell's Kitchen, he's a well-known figure." ”

Hell's Kitchen ...... Tombstone...... Is it a character?

Matthew hurriedly recalled the Marvel movies he had watched and found that there was no such person.

is also a well-known figure, at most a person.

Seeing Matthew's disapproving look, the man seemed to be very unconvinced.

"Don't think you're great if you have a lot of strength, I can guarantee that ten of you are no match for our boss!"

Another person also touted: "That's right, when our boss is your age, there are fewer than many lives under him!" ”

"Oh? Tombstone, yes, I wrote it down. Matthew dragged Bracken to his feet.

"Why did he go to such great lengths to let me go to see him? Who told him to do this? ”

The man from before replied with a sneer, "You don't deserve to know, but in short, this matter is very important, and it won't end like this." I advise you to let Bracken go and follow us to the Boss, and as long as you cooperate, I can guarantee that he will never blame you. ”

"Haha, yes." Matthew was happy, "You have the ability to let him come to me by himself!" ”

"I advise you to find out the situation first, you are now living in your aunt's house, right? If we dare to do something to you here today, we will naturally dare to do it again anywhere......"

"If it weren't for Bracken's assertions, he wouldn't have made it like this this time."

"Next time, you orphans and widows can't stand the toss."

Listening to this person's yin and yang strange words, Matthew froze for a moment when he heard this, his face sank at that time, and a cold light began to appear in his eyes.

"I don't see if it's you guys!" Matthew yelled.

"Don't forget you're still on my turf."

The thug laughed, looked around, looked around at the students who were struggling to move forward, and seemed to hear a very funny joke.

Seeing that he was so ignorant, Matthew simply ignored him, turned to face the classmates around him, and asked in a loud voice:

"Guys, haven't you had a party in a long time?"

Parties are an important part of campus life, and naturally there have been a lot of responses, and all kinds of positive answers have come around.

"Yes!"

"Would you like to have a big party?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, do me a favor, I'll throw you the best party possible, with a pool and a villa, enough champagne and beer, and a few bunny girls for striptease! How is it? ”

So, there was a thunderous roar of joy and everyone responded enthusiastically, and needless to say, they had already guessed what Matthew wanted them to do.

Matthew smiled and kicked Bracken at the thugs.

"Beat me to death!"

"Michael, you guys too, there is revenge, there is revenge!"