Xiao Feng was stunned. What kind of nerve did Xiao Yuzi have? Showing his fighting spirit in front of Wuming was not showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong.
Just before Xiao Feng finished his thoughts, a majestic fighting spirit suddenly emanated from Wuming's body and headed towards Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu was shocked, took a few steps back, and sat down on the grass. The fighting spirit he had just gathered was blown away by Wuming.
"If you were not Feng's brother, you would be dead now," a hoarse and cold voice came from the black robe.
Even though Zhang Yu was roaming around Nancheng, he didn't dare to reply a word. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes were filled with fear. This nameless person was so terrifying. Although he had never actually fought against him, he knew it by feeling. I can't make a move in his hands.
Lin Mo slowly helped Zhang Yu up and shook his head at him: "Don't talk." He spent a lot of time in contact with Wuming. This is a complete pervert, not to mention Zhang Yu, even the second one of the ten evil winds. The number was fighting wildly, and he was also frightened when he saw Wuming. Zhang Yu was overwhelmed by his fighting spirit, and it was not embarrassing at all. In Wuming's eyes, Zhang Yu was just a stronger ant at best, and he was not at the same level at all.
"Wu Ming, these sharp knives cannot be used in a life-and-death knockout competition. My purpose in building these sharp knives is to make them stronger than ordinary ** boys. As long as they can be used as Tianmen's trump card, they are not world mercenaries or killers. There is no need. So strict," Xiao Feng said.
Wuming nodded: "Okay, it's up to you."
"Come here, take these two to the hospital, hurry up, take that one," Xiao Feng said, pointing to the helicopter.
The members of the Sharp Knife breathed a sigh of relief, as they no longer had to kill each other. A few people hurriedly walked out, carried the two younger brothers, and ran quickly towards the helicopter.
Xiao Feng lit a cigarette and waved his hand: "Let's all disperse now. I'll follow Lin Mo and leave later."
"Yes," Tianmen Jian Dao quickly dispersed and ran far away. They were afraid that Wuming, a pervert, would come up with some devilish means to torture them.
Xiao Feng blew out a smoke ring: "Wu Ming, let's get together at eight o'clock tonight. The location is Yueyang Tower."
"good,"
"Then let's leave first," Xiao Feng said after finishing dealing with this, he didn't intend to stay too much.
"You go first," Lin Mo shook his head, indicating that he would stay.
Xiao Feng was confused: "What are you going to do?"
"Defeat Bamei," Lin Mo said seriously.
Xiao Feng thought about it. When Lin Mo first came, he seemed to have lost to the bad guys. He left a message at that time, saying that he would fight again when he left.
"Then let's stay and see," Xiao Feng said with a smile. To be honest, he didn't think highly of Lin Mo. Although he had been training for more than half a month, how could he be an opponent who had been trained all year round?
The reason why Xiao Feng stayed was to ensure Lin Mo's safety. The people who killed the wind were extremely vicious, and a heavy hand could cause them to be disabled at worst, or to kill them at worst. After all, their purpose in living in the world is Kill people, kill people for him, Xiao Feng.
However, Bamei and others did not keep Xiao Feng waiting for long. About five minutes later, a few people drove two bullets back. When they got out of the car and saw Xiao Feng, they couldn't help being surprised. Did Brother Feng fly here? Why is it like this? quick,.
"Guobamei, I'm waiting for you," Lin Mo shook his neck and stood in front of Guobamei.
Duo Bamei was stunned: "Wait for me, what are you doing?"
"I want to fight with you," Lin Mo's joints crackled, fighting radiated, and his blood boiled.
The girl was stunned for a while, then she remembered what Lin Mo had said, and nodded: "Yes, I forgot about it." After saying that, he slowly took off his coat and stood in front of Lin Mo. : "How do you want to fight,"
"You lose if you fall to the ground," Lin Mo adjusted his body and said slowly.
The corner of his eyebrows glanced at Xiao Feng and nodded: "Okay, come on,"
Lin Mo clenched his fists and exerted force on his feet. His body rushed towards Guobamei like a cannonball, and he hit his chest hard with both fists.
Daubaimei felt the wind of Lin Mo's fist, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. In just half a month, he had become so much stronger. Without any time to think about it, he slapped Lin Mo's fist with both hands and took a few steps back.
With a 'pop' sound, their hands hit each other hard, and then they took a few steps back.
Lin Mo clenched his fists, and his fighting spirit became more intense: "Come again," after saying that, he rushed forward again, punching thirteen times with both hands in an instant, sealing off the vital points of the whole body of Tao Bamei.
Daubaimei was startled again, and there was a hint of seriousness on her face: "It's interesting," she said, leaping up high and hitting Lin Mo's head hard with her right foot.
Lin Mo's feet seemed to be rooted on the ground, he clenched his right fist and rushed upwards with a roar.
‘Pop’, there was another sound, and Lin Mo’s fist collided with the sole of Guan Bamei’s shoe.
With this strength, Guibamei turned his body backwards and fell to the ground. He took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.
Lin Mo's body also shrunk, and severe pain could be heard from his fists. Just as he rubbed his fists a few times, he heard Bamei yelling: "I fell to the ground, I lost."
Lin Mo was furious: "No,"
"No," Daubamei curled his lips, leaned back, and lay down on the grass: "I'm down now, okay," joke, this is Brother Feng's brother, if he gets injured Well, what's the point? Since he wants to fight, let him win. Anyway, he won't come to rank.
"Stand up and fight again," Lin Mo said with a cold face, pointing at the fallen eyebrow on the ground.
Xiao Feng shook his head helplessly. This loser was too fake. Even a fool could see that he lost on purpose.
"Lin Mo, I've already lost, what else do you want," Guo Bamei lay on the ground and looked up at Lin Mo.
"Stand up and fight again," Lin Mo walked slowly towards the fourth generation, his voice getting colder and colder. He could accept losing, but he could not accept this kind of winning. This was not winning, but an insult.
"No. 10, if you can't beat him, you will die today," a hoarse voice suddenly sounded at the scene.
When Bamei heard this, she still dared to lie down on the grass. She got up, looked at Wuming, and opened her mouth, but she didn't dare to say anything.
"Taimei, use your full strength, Lin Mo, he longs for a real battle," Xiao Feng also spoke.
When Bamei heard this, her heart completely returned to her stomach. Anyway, you all let me fight. I will win in a while, and it has nothing to do with Lin Mo crying.
"Okay," Daubaimei's fist made a crisp sound and he looked at Lin Mo: "Lin Mo, be careful,"
"Haha, let's fight," Lin Mo shouted, leaping high into the air and kicking his legs towards the fallen eyebrows.
"Well done," Tao Bamei also shouted, with his hands in the shape of palms, he patted Lin Mo's legs.
There was a sound of 'papapapa', and the first round of attacks by the two men had ended.
Lin Mo took a few steps back, turned his legs slightly and said, "Come again," he said, and attacked Tao Bamei again.
The two of them fought back and forth for a full four minutes before Bamei made a backhand, grabbed Lin Mo's leg, shook his hands and threw him out.
Lin Mo slowly got up from the ground and took a deep look at Tao Bamei: "You win,"
"You're not bad either. The first time, you couldn't even take three of my moves, but now it took me four minutes," Daobamei smiled and said seriously.
Lin Mo showed a smile and turned to look at Xiao Feng: "I'm done with my work, let's go now,"
Xiao Feng nodded and walked to Wuming: "Wuming, I'm leaving first. See you at eight o'clock."
"Well, let's go," Wuming let out a hoarse laugh.
"Brothers, let's get together at Yueyang Tower at eight o'clock," Xiao Feng glanced at the group of ten evil spirits and said with a smile.
Everyone in Shafeng nodded, saying they would arrive on time.
Xiao Feng left the school with the third young master of Tianmen and more than twenty members of Tianmen Jian Dao.
Xiao Feng separated from them halfway, took a taxi and went directly back to the villa. When he arrived at the villa, he was surprised to find that there was no one there.
Xiao Feng sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while. Suddenly he remembered something. He quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Yaodao's number. "Hey, Yaodao, you're married. Where are you going to spend your honeymoon?"
"I have no idea of going on a honeymoon,"
"Why don't you have any ideas? Let's discuss it with Flame Girl and let's go on honeymoon tomorrow. Think of where to go and I'll give you a month off," Xiao Feng said with a smile.
"..." There was silence on the side of Yaodao. After a long time, the voice of Flame Girl came: "Brother Feng, we are here to be your personal bodyguards. We are going on honeymoon. How can we protect you?"
"It's a joke, I still need your protection. What kind of personal bodyguards are you just deceiving Wuming? I think you go to Beijing first, then Shanghai, Suzhou and Hangzhou, Jiuzhaigou, Guilin, and finally Hong Kong, Macau, Taiwan, etc. After all the transfers, you can go to places like Paris, New York, and Tokyo," Xiao Feng suggested to them.
"Need not,"
"Sister, use it as I say. Come on, Flame Girl, can you beat me?" Xiao Feng was angry. Why are these two idiots so stupid that they don't even go out to play during the holidays?
"Well, I can beat you now,"
"..." Xiao Feng was a little helpless and smiled: "I mean before,"
"No," Flame Girl said firmly.
"Can the demon sword do that?"
"I guess not,"
"That's it. After a few days, my body will recover. I still need your protection. Should I protect you or you protect me? Hurry up and go out for your honeymoon tomorrow. Let's do this. I'll protect you first. You book flights to Beijing," Xiao Feng said with feigned anger.
"..." There was silence again, and for more than ten seconds, the voice of the demon sword came: "Although I can't beat you, I can block the knife and bullet for you, and I will die for you."
Xiao Feng felt warm in his heart and took a deep breath, "Yao Dao, what the hell are you writing on? Is it a man? The flame girl married you and didn't even have a honeymoon. Do you know that this will be a lifelong regret?"
Yaodao stopped talking. He knew what Xiao Feng was thinking and finally agreed: "Brother Feng, okay, I will accompany her on her honeymoon."
"Well, that's right," Xiao Feng nodded with satisfaction: "You book your own flight, or do I book it for you?"
"I'll do it myself. By the way, give me your account number and I'll transfer the money to you later," Yaodao said hurriedly.
Xiao Feng did not hesitate, quickly reported a series of account numbers, and then hung up the phone. Demon Sword and Flame Girl had sold their lives for him for several years. Taking this opportunity, it would not be an exaggeration to give them a holiday.
