Mitchell stood up, walked out of his seat eagerly, and approached Zhong Wei step by step.
"Gulu!"
Seeing that Mitchell was tall and muscular, Zhong Wei couldn't help but swallow hard and felt very weak.
But soon, he calmed down and said to Mitchell in a pretentious manner: "Don't think that because you are a tall, muscular foreigner, I can't beat you or be afraid of you."
"If you think so, you are absolutely wrong."
"To tell you the truth, Chinese people in the United States have been martial arts since childhood. Let alone one foreigner like you, even if there are ten foreigners like you, I can beat them all to the ground without any effort!"
Mei Lingzi quickly said to Mitchell in English: "This foreign brother, what he said is right, he is really good at fighting. You'd better leave me alone, lest he hurts you, and I will feel guilty.
of."
When Mitchell was concerned about her, his bones suddenly softened. He laughed and said: "Miss, don't worry. I, Mitchell, am not as weak as you think. There are only one hundred or one thousand men like him."
It’s not enough for me, Mitchell!”
When Zhong Wei heard this, he immediately felt unhappy.
"You foreigner looking for death. If you dare to look down on me like this, then I'll let you taste how hard my fist is!"
After that, he punched Mitchell hard.
Crack!
The air was blasted by his fists, exploding like firecrackers.
"Maiga! This Chinese seems to be really talented!"
In the cabin, many foreigners were intimidated by Zhong Wei's fists.
Hearing these screams, Zhong Wei curved his lips and said in a pretentious manner: "Wait for me to punch you and break your ribs, foreigner!"
When he finished speaking, his fist was already close to Mitchell.
At this moment, Mitchell raised his hand, grabbed his fist, and easily grabbed his fist.
"Um?"
Zhong Wei frowned suddenly, looking very surprised. He tried hard to withdraw his fist, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't withdraw his fist.
"how so?"
Zhong Wei was stunned.
Mitchell grinned: "You still dare to show off to me, you weakling?"
When Zhong Wei heard this, he immediately became angry and kicked Mitchell's vitals.
"Be careful! He's going to kick your vitals!" Mei Lingzi reminded quickly.
Mitchell smiled and said: "Don't worry, miss, he can't kick you."
After saying that, Mitchell had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed the foot kicked by Zhong Wei, then grabbed Zhong Wei's hands and feet, lifted Zhong Wei, smashed it to the ground, and stepped on Zhong Wei.
"Ouch!"
Zhong Wei screamed strangely and yelled at Mitchell: "Get your dog legs off me!"
Mitchell smiled coldly: "My master told me to tear you to pieces and rush you off the plane, so you will live to the end."
After saying that, Mitchell lifted Zhong Wei up like a chicken and walked along the aisle toward the bathroom.
"No! No!!!"
Zhong Wei struggled desperately, only to realize that this Mitchell was very powerful, and he could not break free at all. He immediately became anxious and shouted: "My grandfather is the patriarch of the Tang Sect in the United States. Do you know about the Tang Sect? Every Chinatown,
The world belongs to the Tang Sect, and there are so many experts in our Tang Sect. If you dare to tear me apart, you will die miserably no matter which country in the west you go to!"
"What!"
In the cabin, many people were frightened and started talking one after another.