After listening to Chen Ping's description, Shuyang got up angrily and insisted on going to avenge Chen Ping.

"Don't be impulsive yet, leave this matter to me, trust me!" Mo Li said with some anger.

Shuyang looked at Mo Li, and after a while, Shuyang nodded, "Brother Mo, what do you need me to do, you have a word."

Under the simple treatment of Mo Li and Shuyang, Chen Ping's wounds returned to the dormitory with the support of the two.

Seeing Chen Ping staring out of the window with blank eyes, Mo Li sighed and stopped what he was about to say, Mo Li looked up at the moon, the sixteenth moon was so round, and the bright moonlight shone through the window on the tiles on the floor of the dormitory, making the dormitory look particularly desolate.

One night a few days later, on a dimly lit street at the back entrance of the school, Mo Li was smoking a cigarette, and there were already a pile of cigarette butts on the ground.

After a few days of observation, Mo Li found that Xiao Yong would come back alone through the back door of the school at ten o'clock every night.

Mo Li raised his wrist and looked at his watch at twenty-three fifty, and just as Mo Li wanted to turn around and leave, there was the roar of a car behind him.

A young man about 1.9 meters in beige clothes got out of the car, Mo Li stared at the young man who was staggering in yellow clothes, yes, this is Xiao Yong who Mo Li had been waiting for for four hours.

Mo Li looked at the other car door and two people came down, but he didn't expect that Xiao Yong was not the only one who came back today.

"Xiao Shao, this chick today, it's really cool to play with tut," one of them said in an obscene tone.

As soon as the person who spoke just finished speaking, Xiao Yong and the three of them immediately laughed, and the laughter was accompanied by foul language, Mo Li looked at Xiao Yong, who gradually came to him, and took out the cigarette in his hand.

"Hey, kid is in the way, grass mud horse, get out of the way for Lao Tzu" one of them scolded Mo Li with a provocative tone.

After being silent for a long time, he found that Mo Li ignored him.

"Er, he doesn't seem to be a fan of you, haha," the companion on the side shouted at the man called the second child with a mouthful of wine.

The obvious face called the second child was a little unbearable, perhaps Xiao Yong's presence was afraid of losing his face, the second child looked angry, and then the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted upward, and the corners of his mouth looked particularly hideous in the dim light.

"Small-armed cub Lao Tzu is talking to you, grass mud horse" After speaking, he swung a fist at Mo Li.

There was a muffled bang! Then a scream came.

With just one kick, Mo Li kicked the other party's stomach at the same time as the second brother swung his fist, and the second child, who flew out more than two meters, was holding his stomach and yelling there in pain.

Xiao Yong and the two on the side watched the second child being kicked away, and they both stared at Mo Li in a daze at this moment, and the two of them were obviously more than half awake from the wine.

Xiao Yong opened his mouth and was about to speak.

"Let's come together," Mo Li said with contempt.

This is a blatant provocation, no one in the school or "circle" knows him Xiao Yong, and whoever sees him Xiao Yong is not to avoid three points! Respectfully.

Those who dare to despise him must be returned at a tenfold price.

"Kill him for me," in Xiao Yong's angry shout, the two of them raised their fists at the same time and slammed towards Mo Li.

Mo Li took a big step forward and punched one of them in the lower abdomen, the so-called two fists are invincible to four hands, Xiao Yong here obviously smashed Mo Li's face with two punches.

Drip, on the quiet street, the blood from the corner of Mo Li's mouth fell on the cement road, Mo Li wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and turned his head to look at Xiao Yong.

Xiao Yong glanced at Mo Li, who was sneering, and the two companions who were rolling on the ground, and suddenly took out a military dagger from his waist, and the dagger flashed with a cold cold light under the light.

The knife stabbed at Mo Li at a very fast speed in his hand, Mo Li obviously didn't expect Xiao Yong to carry a knife on his body, and his body tilted to avoid the dagger that stabbed over, Xiao Yong watched Mo Li dodge backwards, and the dagger that stabbed at Mo Li horizontally stabbed gently downward under Xiao Yong's drive.

"Thorn" Mo Li's left arm, including the sleeve, drew a long and deep cut, white flesh, bright red blood seeped out of the flesh, and soon dyed the white shirt.

Mo Liqiang endured the pain, his figure flashed, he grabbed Xiao Yong's dagger, twisted it hard, the joints clicked, and Xiao Yong fell to his knees with a scream.

Mo Li stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Yong's other hand and folded it back with all his strength, the pain of broken bones made Xiao Yong unbearable anymore, "What's your name! I won't" Xiao Yong passed out before he finished speaking.

As for this last time, I'm afraid that Xiao Yong's hand will not be abolished, at least he will recuperate for a few months before he gets better.

"My name is Mo Li, today is a warning to you, don't do whatever you want in the future", looked around and watched Xiao Yong and the three of them roll in a coma, and Mo Li gradually disappeared into the dim street.