Chapter 15 (1/2)

The enemy's road is narrow. Seeing that his enemy is beaten violently, Chen Mo has an unspeakable pleasure in his heart. Ma Liu curled up with his head in his arms and wailed, and soon there was no sound.

”Brother Mo, let's save Ma Liu. If he goes on like this, he will be killed.” The monkey pulls Chen Mo's arm and looks worried.

Looking at the posture of the four people, anyone who goes up has to annoy himself, so Chen mo'ai can't help and said, ”forget it.”

Thinking of Ma Liu's previous actions, Chen Mo can't wait to step on it. Don't you have enough to risk saving your enemy.

Seeing Chen Mo's indifference, the monkey suddenly burst out with great courage and shouted, ”stop!”

The scene immediately quieted down, and all eyes focused on the thin body of the monkey. The monkey took two steps forward and continued, ”stop!”

The four men were stunned at first, and then all looked at the monkey.

The monkey suddenly stands up and startles Chen mo. the four people have big arms and round waist, are covered with pimple meat, and have tattoos on their arms and neck. They are not good at stubble. Looking at the monkey's thin body, they are absolutely down with two fists.

Chen Mo quickly pulls down the monkey's arm and signals him not to do anything. Unexpectedly, the monkey is ungrateful and still looks fearless.

”Who are you?” Asked a large bald head, squinting.

”I, I'm his friend.” Said the monkey.

”Friends? He said he was a friend of this man? ” The bald head laughed, and the other three laughed with unbridled laughter.

”Your friend stole my things. Since you are his friend, what do you say to do?” The bald man came towards the monkey.

Chen Mo faintly feels bad. He quietly steps back, grabs a beer bottle and hides behind him.

Bareheaded walked up to the monkey, put his hand on the monkey's shoulder and said unkindly, ”your friend just stole 3000 yuan from us. In this way, if you take out 10000 yuan, you can forget it and take it away. If you can't take it out, I don't think you should go either. ”

The hooligans on the street want to find something else if they have nothing to do. Ma Liu doesn't know how to live or die. He dares to attack these people. If he is caught alive, he will lose his skin.

The monkey took out his wallet and said, ”I only have a thousand here. Do you think so? ”

The bald man picked up the wallet, and then his big face full of flesh was almost close to the tip of the monkey's nose. He smiled and said, ”1000, you think we're beggars. If I guess correctly, you should be thieves. Ten thousand yuan is not much for you. I advise you to be smart, or you will not only beat you up, but also send you to the Bureau. Do you believe it? ”

The bald voice was not loud, but Chen Mo heard it. Who makes what money? Chen Mo is not surprised by the naked blackmail of local ruffians, but he loves the monkey's 1000 yuan, which is all they have.

Chen Mo complains that the monkey has nothing to do, but he clenches the beer bottle. He knows that these local ruffians are a layer of skin as soon as they stick. The softer they are, the more domineering they are and can bully people to death.

So it's better to beg for mercy with soft words than to come with a bottle.

Although Chen Mo is not proficient in stealing, he is good at fighting. Chen Mo was a child since childhood. Wang pricked his head. He played in the sixth grade in the third grade. He ran to junior high school to fight in the fifth grade. At that time, he also had a nickname, called gun king.

It's not that Chen Mo can fight more, but that he starts with a black hand. It's often an amazing ”gun”. He directly puts the other party down, and the others who deter him dare not do it again.

Sometimes Chen Mo feels that if he joins the underworld, he will definitely have a better future than being a thief, but he can't afford to give birth to him and raise his own father, so he became a thief.

A thousand yuan is all the property of the monkey. Naturally, he can't take out the extra money. In a hurry, the monkey did the last thing he should do. The monkey took out his cell phone and said he would call the police now.

The bald man grabbed the monkey's mobile phone and fell to the ground. The poor Samsung mobile phone immediately fell apart.

”Boy, I think you're tired of living...” before the baldheaded words were finished, I felt a dark figure flash out from behind the little man in front of me and lift the bottle and fall towards my own hand.

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