"Stop, stop, you are not allowed to hurt Tianqi." Mu's mother was anxious, but Mu's father held her back. She couldn't walk over, so she could only yell there.
"You bastard, I have to treat you well. You all do it for me. I'll see how long he can last." Mu's father didn't get angry but smiled instead, but his face was still serious. Sure enough, he was better than he thought.
You are outstanding, now let me, as a father, see your strength.
"Very good, I just want to stretch my muscles." Mu Tianqi reached out and quickly took off his coat, smiling evilly. He had already gained the upper hand in aura.
He glanced at the men in black surrounding him. There were ten in total. Not counting the two who had already been beaten down, there were eight more. The eight should be taken care of in one minute.
While all the men in black were still in a daze, he had already begun to strike preemptively.
He raised his fist and swung it mercilessly. In an instant, the two people were knocked down again and fell heavily to the ground.
Mu's mother was extremely nervous when she saw it. What on earth was Mu Haoxuan doing? What would happen if Tianqi was really hurt? She would be heartbroken. But Mu's father gave her a suggestive look.
, she sat down obediently and stopped shouting in panic.
Youmi was also worried about Mu Tianqi on the side. Brother Tianqi would definitely win, but she was still nervous. If these men in black were really merciless, no matter how capable Mu Tianqi was, it would be difficult for her to win.
Ten enemies.
After Mu Tianqi took action, all the black people gathered around him. He made a perfect sweeping move and swept three or four people to the ground. He lifted his feet lightly, but pressed heavily on their backs.
He felt someone coming from behind, so he stretched out his hand and threw the person behind him beautifully over his shoulder, making it easier to deal with the remaining two people.
He struck three times, five divided by two, and simply waved his fist, beating the remaining two people to the ground. Everyone could only lie on the ground, screaming and groaning at the pain in their bodies. The young master was really indiscriminate in his attack.
Regardless of the severity, the person lying on the ground felt as if his bones were about to break.
They are all elites trained by the master. Why didn't ten of them take down the master today? It is inevitable that everyone is a little timid. As long as the person who took his punch wants to stand up again, the courage and