Chapter 81 The Young Master of the Frontline Society
"Oh, you can still laugh! It's your first time here and you don't understand the rules. I can forgive you for that, but if you say you have never been beaten before, then I will be happy to help you achieve this for the first time."
The squinting boy looked at me scornfully and said.
When his thugs saw that their boss had spoken out, they all felt that it was their chance to show off. Several of them had begun to take off their shirts, revealing their lumpy flesh and tattoos almost covering their upper bodies.
I took a big step forward and came directly in front of the cross-eyed boy. He was a head taller than me, so I raised my head slightly and looked at his decadent face, and threatened: "Others
I think you must have tried the blood splattering on yourself. But you may not have tried the blood spitting directly into your mouth by the person who was beaten, and I will be happy to help you complete this.
first."
The slant-eyed boy didn't expect me to behave like this. It was probably the first time he had been threatened like this on his own territory. His face immediately turned the color of pig's liver with anger. But it looked good this way.
, at least that decadent face still looks a bit human.
Obviously the cross-eyed boy didn't think so. He took a step back, waved his hand and ordered the thugs: "Beat him to death." After that, he gave me a vicious look.
The hawks and dogs who had been waiting eagerly at the side finally waited for the order. As soon as they swarmed up, they started to attack me in groups.
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four, and a master could be beaten to death with random punches. What's more, I was besieged by a group of gangsters. In just a few seconds, my face was stained with color. In the chaos, I tightened my fists
I grabbed a boy's long hair tightly and held his head firmly in my arms. Then I curled up and lay on the ground, using the body of the long-haired boy to resist the torrential rain coming from the front.
fists and feet.
The hairy ghost I grabbed was half-kneeling on the ground. He was forced to raise his buttocks high and received a lot of punches and kicks for me. While he was desperately trying to break free from my control, he yelled and cursed: "Everyone."
Grow some fucking eyes and see clearly before kicking. Oops, you’re still fucking kicking me. That’s my ass. Oops, you’re kicking me again?! When I get up later, I’ll look for you bastards first.
Settlement of accounts. Ouch, it hurts me to death."
And I felt very uncomfortable lying on the ground, not because of the pain. Because I had a Taotie body protector on my back. It was just that I was surrounded by so many people, and I was lacking oxygen at the bottom! I was panting heavily.
I was breathing heavily while protecting my head. I don’t know how many bumps have been knocked on my head. Coupled with the lack of oxygen, my head is buzzing now. I really don’t know how long I can hold on.
"What? Master, you are bullying me again. Which unlucky guy hit you today?" A deep voice penetrated into my ears through the crowded circle. I felt happy because I could hear that it was
Bochi's voice.
"Waxhead, it's me. The unlucky guy today is me." I shouted hurriedly.
"Oh, is that you?" Boqi outside asked in surprise, and then I saw him using his big hands like cattail leaf fans to open his two heads and look towards me. He was checking to see if it was me.
After Boqi got the definite answer, he immediately waved his arms, and those gangsters were thrown out like sandbags. The scene suddenly became more chaotic, with wailing, yelling, and collisions between people and their bodies.
There was a huge uproar as soon as the sound came out, it was so lively.
I was not in the mood to watch this excitement. With the help of Boqi, I finally got up in embarrassment. I reached out and touched my burning face and the big and small bumps on my head. When I lowered my head, now I
The clothes on my body are no different from Robin's. The fabric hangs down on my body in strips. The only difference from Robin's is that my strips of fabric are wider.
"Boqi, as a member of the Twin Snakes Society, I have already given you face by allowing you to come in. You still dare to be here and help others fight against me. What do you mean?" The slant-eyed boy
Someone on the side yelled very dissatisfiedly, and his eyes almost turned upside down with anger.
"I'm helping you, silly boy." Boqi stretched out his hand and hugged a charming woman. There was an evil aura all over that woman's body, which was an evil aura that could kill men. No wonder Mr. Boqi
Running here.
When the woman saw me looking at her, she chuckled and asked me, "Who are you? You are so proud that you can make the wax man rescue you."
I just smiled and nodded to her without answering. I turned to Boqi and asked: "Have you seen Bo Ya?"
"Are you helping me? I really didn't see it. Tell me, how did you help me? If you don't explain it clearly today, huh, you will never enter the Tianquan Gym in the future. As for
Your little sweetheart, Immortal Old Qiao has told me many times that he wants me to give Shirley to him, but I didn’t agree because of your face several times. However, it’s hard to say this time.
." The squinting boy narrowed his squinting eyes, looked at the woman next to Boqi, and said in a sinister tone.
Boqi seemed not to have heard the words of the cross-eyed boy. He lowered his head and asked softly to Shirley in his arms: "Are you still involved with the immortal old Joe?" Although his tone was very gentle, his words had already exposed it.
A little murderous.
"Hey, Trier, you damn thing, how can you slander others so casually? When did I ever get in touch with the immortal old Joe? My dear, don't believe this kid's nonsense. There's nothing wrong with it.
, Immortal Old Qiao is not my cup of tea, you are my favorite!" Shirley pointed at the cross-eyed boy and cursed, and then started to coquettishly treat Boqi.
"Haha, let me just say, my Shirley is a good girl, how can she look down on that ugly bastard." Boqi laughed with relief, and even though he was excited, he kissed Shirley on the face.
After two mouthfuls, Shirley gently pushed Boqi's big face away and said softly: "I hate it. I don't even shave to get married."
"Oh my, you are not done yet. Boqi, you haven't answered my question yet." Trier shouted loudly from behind, and the thugs behind him who were so impressive just now were all honest.
Standing behind him without saying a word, they looked at Boqi like a mouse seeing a cat.
"Are you okay?" Boya walked into the crowd at some point. He stood behind me and asked me.
"He is a bull." Boqi pointed at me and said to Trier. Then he hugged Shirley and started flirting. The words he just said were his answer to Trier.
"Wild cow? Where did the cow come from? Did it just run out of the slaughterhouse?" Trier glanced at Boqi in confusion, and then turned to stare at me. Now a big question mark hung on him
on the face.
"Master, I heard that the name of the new president of the Twin Snakes Society is Man Niu. Could it be him?" Someone behind Trier finally understood and whispered in Trier's ear.
When Trier heard what his subordinates said, he reached out and patted his forehead, and then said to himself: "I'm just telling you, why did I feel like I've heard this name before? It turns out he is a bull."
"What are you doing here, seizing territory?" Trier asked viciously as soon as he turned around, with a fierce glint in his slanted eyes.
"I'm here to see Mr. Wax, not to grab territory. As you can see, Boya and I are the only ones here. Otherwise, would I still have been beaten by your people just now?" I said to Te calmly.
Lear said, I tried to reduce his hostility towards me.
"Where did you go just now?" I turned to Boya and asked. The second half of the sentence I didn't say was, when I was beaten up just now, did you not see it, or did you pretend not to see it?