Chapter 301 (2/2)

In the middle of the night, those who were still wandering in the rotten streets could not be any good people. Especially when the two youths drew their bright knives from the back of their waists, Liu Yanbo was more convinced that NIMA had been robbed.

The evil district is worthy of its reputation!

The two young men did not talk nonsense. They directly put the knife on Liu Yanbo's neck and pulled him into a dark alley to make a big fortune tonight, because the man they held looked rich. The watch on his wrist was very valuable.

Who says it's not? Can the gift from President Yin Da be worthless?

Liu Yanbo didn't struggle at the beginning, but as soon as he entered the alley, his eyes suddenly changed. He grabbed the hand of a curly haired youth who was holding a knife rest around his neck. With a click, he broke his wrist bone. At the same time, he kicked another flat headed youth who was going to rob his bag and flew out. He was kicked to death on the spot.

Ah ~

in the alley, the cry of the young people with curly hair was heard. It was far away, but occasionally passers-by passed by on the street outside, and they were all deaf. It seemed that they were used to it.

Liu Yanbo was not angry or anxious. He laid a cigarette on his back against the wall and waited for the unfortunate man to finish howling -

they regarded him as prey, but he took them as a beacon.

Liu Yanbo really didn't want to look for it so aimlessly. He was getting lazy and hated walking. He was just about to ask if there were any hotels to stay in. The two hapless men came to the door automatically, which made him feel relieved.After about five minutes or so, the unfortunate man who had passed out without pain finally recovered and stopped crying and howling. Liu Yanbo added another cigarette, then reached for the curly haired youth's hair and lifted it up. He asked in English, ”can you speak English?”

Nanyang is a multi-ethnic country, so there are more than 70 languages. Although the Nanyang government has popularized English as the official language, there are still some people who can't speak it, especially in the slum of Tangdu.

No, the curly young man, who had already had tears and a watery nose, shook his head to show that he did not understand. However, he was honest at this time, and extended his other perfect finger to the flat headed youth who was still lying on the ground.

Liu Yanbo loosened the curly haired youth, bent down to pick up a short knife, and then walked over. He first kicked the flat headed youth with his foot. Seeing that the other side didn't respond, he directly stabbed more than half an inch into his thigh.

Ah ~

there was another cry of terror, and the flat headed youth woke up in pain.

Liu Yanbo slapped the flat headed youth in the face and threatened: ”shut up if you don't want to die. If you call me again, you will cut off your tongue.”

The flat headed youth really knew English, and immediately shut his mouth, and the expression on his face became distorted because of fear and strong tolerance of pain and pain all over the body.

Liu Yanbo nodded with satisfaction, and a meaningful smile spread from the corner of his mouth