C27 (2/2)
Looking at these people lifting a barbell which was drenched in sweat, Chen Mo couldn't help but remember the bitter years of cultivation that happened back then.
At that time, in order to increase the strength of his body, Master and Martial Uncle had him carry hundreds of kilograms of stones every day and ran all over the mountain. It had been three to five years since he had started practicing.
In retrospect, the hardships were still fresh in his mind.
Fortunately, he managed to cultivate to the second stage of the Profound Yang Spell and was able to use True Power to refine his body.
”Kid, what are you looking at? Go home and see your mom! ”
Just as Chen Mo was looking back, the man who was lying down suddenly scolded.
Chen Mo frowned.
The man looked to be in his early twenties, dark and thin. He was lying on a stool on his back, with his legs bent and knees touching the ground. He was holding a barbell with both hands and pushing it up and down.
”Why are you cursing?” Chen Mo said as he looked at the black skinny man.
”F * ck, so what if I'm scolding you? Look at you, you look like a country bumpkin. ”If you don't grow your fields at home and learn how to be high-end and high-class, coming to this gym and making a fool of yourself.”
The black skinny man put down the barbell, looked at Chen Mo's cheap clothes, and said with disdain.
Chen Mo's expression instantly darkened.
He was only here to look at those tools, and he didn't provoke anyone. Yet, for no reason, he received a scolding from this idiot. Even a clay figurine would be angered by this.
”What, angry?”
The black skinny man stood up and walked in front of Chen Mo, pointing at him he scolded him, ”Let me tell you, this Bardy Gym is a high-end clubhouse, it's not a place a bumpkin like you can enter. It's too low class. ”If you know what's good for you, hurry up and f * ck off. Don't come to this gym in the future, otherwise I'll call security to kick you out.”
Just as the black lanky man finished speaking, Chen Mo threw him a slap, making him stumble.
Chen Mo looked at him expressionlessly, ”You uncultured thing, spew feces all over the place. Didn't your parents teach you how to be a person? ”
This slap was not light. The black skinny man's face instantly turned red and swollen. A sweet and fishy taste filled his mouth as he was beaten until he bled profusely.
He covered his face with one hand and pointed at Chen Mo with the other, saying angrily, ”You fucking dare to hit me, you countryside bumpkin! Do you know who I am? This club, is my dad … ”
Before the black skinny man could finish speaking, Chen Mo without a word, slapped him again, and with a loud smack, the black skinny man's other face was smashed to the ground.
”Even the Emperor can't just casually scold people!”
Chen Mo walked over, grabbed his collar, looked at his swollen cheeks, and said: ”Apologize to me!”
Now that he had been slapped twice by Chen Mo in a row, not only was there no fear in his heart, his heart was instead burned with anger. ”You country bumpkin, you dare hit me, I'll make you die a horrible death …”
Pow!
Chen Mo slapped his swollen face again with such force that even the blood in his mouth foamed out.
”Apologize.”
”F * ck you, do you know who I am? ”This Bade Gym was opened by my dad …”
Pow!
Another slap in the air, and blood began to spurt out from the corner of the black skinny man's mouth. With two teeth in his mouth, he fell onto the shiny ground.
”Apologize.”
Ah!” I, Yang Wendong, swear that no one will be able to save you today, Dazhuang … Mouse... ”Security …
The dark-skinned man's mouth was extremely tough. Even after receiving a few slaps, he was still full of vigor and vitality. His mouth was filled with ruthless words.