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"I said, I can't bear to see several men bullying a woman!" Li Xiaohu carried his schoolbag and gently slipped the dagger out of his sleeve.

"Fuck, he's going to do this again!" The tattooed men backed away one after another, their faces turning pale. Last time, this kid scratched their chests, and it took more than ten stitches to sew them up.

That kind of pain is really not something that ordinary people can bear. Therefore, several people were afraid. Wang Xuanguo glared at them and said: "Fuck, can't the five of you defeat him?"

"Young Master Wang, I think we should leave quickly!" The tattooed man looked at Wang Xuanguo hurriedly.

"Go away, mother!" Wang Xuanguo got angry, kicked the tattooed man hard on the butt, and said, "Destroy this boy immediately, otherwise no one will be able to leave today!"

"Nah, let's fight!" The tattooed man gritted his teeth and rushed forward with a machete. He tripped and fell to the ground before he could take two steps. He lay on the ground and muttered: "Ouch, it hurts me so much. I

I’m dizzy, I’m dizzy!”

Then, the whole person was lying on the ground motionless like a puddle of dead pork. The other boys stared at this scene with their mouths open. They were all dumbfounded. They turned to look at Wang Xuanguo and said, "Young Master Wang, what should I do?"

"It's really useless, you guys, fat guys, lead people to kill him!" Wang Xuanguo gritted his teeth.

"Yes!" The fat man nodded. He handed Begonia to a younger brother to take care of, and then he rushed up with the other two younger brothers. The fat man's weapon was an iron rod, one weighing more than twenty kilograms.

The heavy iron rod, the fat man held the iron rod and swiped it towards Xiaohu fiercely. Xiaohu snorted and jumped away, spreading his fingers and facing the opponent's iron rod with his palm.

Bang!

The fat man's iron rod hit Xiaohu's palm hard. The force of this stick was probably several hundred kilograms at least. But Xiaohu actually stood firmly on the spot like a man who was fine. Everyone gasped.

I breathed a sigh of relief. This kid is really unfathomable. His attack was so sharp at first, but now his defense is so awesome. Is this... still a human?

The tattooed man lying on the ground like a dead pig opened one eye slightly. When he saw this scene, he was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes and never dared to move again. Since he was pretending to be dead, he should just pretend to the end.

The fat man was also dumbfounded, but he still didn't believe that someone could hit him hard. He couldn't help but rub his eyes, looked at Li Xiaohu in astonishment, and asked: "You...you are so powerful.

You actually hit me with a stick?" "I said, I can't stand a few men bullying a woman!" Li Xiaohu carried his schoolbag and gently slipped the dagger from his sleeve.

"Fuck, he's going to do this again!" The tattooed men backed away one after another, their faces turning pale. Last time, this kid scratched their chests, and it took more than ten stitches to sew them up.

That kind of pain is really not something that ordinary people can bear. Therefore, several people were afraid. Wang Xuanguo glared at them and said: "Fuck, can the five of you still not be able to defeat him?"

"Young Master Wang, I think we should leave quickly!" The tattooed man looked at Wang Xuanguo hurriedly.

"Go away, mother!" Wang Xuanguo got angry, kicked the tattooed man hard on the buttocks, and said, "Destroy this boy immediately, otherwise no one will be able to leave today!"

"Nah, let's fight!" The tattooed man gritted his teeth and rushed forward with a machete. He tripped and fell to the ground before he could take two steps. He lay on the ground and muttered: "Ouch, it hurts me so much. I

I’m dizzy, I’m dizzy!”

Then, the whole person was lying on the ground motionless like a puddle of dead pork. The other boys stared at this scene with their mouths open. They were all dumbfounded. They turned to look at Wang Xuanguo and said, "Young Master Wang, what should I do?"

"It's really useless, you guys, fat guys, lead people to kill him!" Wang Xuanguo gritted his teeth.

"Yes!" The fat man nodded. He handed Begonia to a younger brother to take care of, and then he rushed up with the other two younger brothers. The fat man's weapon was an iron rod, one weighing more than twenty kilograms.

The heavy iron rod, the fat man held the iron rod and swiped it towards Xiaohu fiercely. Xiaohu snorted and jumped away, spreading his fingers and facing the opponent's iron rod with his palm.

Bang!

The fat man's iron rod hit Xiaohu's palm hard. The force of this stick was probably several hundred kilograms at least. But Xiaohu actually stood firmly on the spot like a man who was fine. Everyone gasped.

I breathed a sigh of relief. This kid is really unfathomable. His attack was so sharp at first, but now his defense is so awesome. Is this... still a human?

The tattooed man lying on the ground like a dead pig opened one eye slightly. When he saw this scene, he was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes and never dared to move again. Since he was pretending to be dead, he should just pretend to the end.

The fat man was also dumbfounded, but he still didn't believe that someone could hit him hard. He couldn't help but rub his eyes, looked at Li Xiaohu in astonishment, and asked: "You...you are so powerful.

You actually gave me a stick?"


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