Boss, I was wrong!

Take control, broken bones. "

"You..." The fat version of Baogong looked at him and wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. He wanted to scold the wound but the pain made him speechless.

"Are you convinced?" Huang Xiaomu asked again, Huang Xiaomu firmly believed in the truth that only by convincing people can one win.

The fat version of Baogong looked at his eyes with a kind of vicious light, and then he said "pooh": "There are more than 20 of us here, you want me to convince you? Dreaming!"

While talking, he waved his hand violently: "Brothers, come on, I am responsible for killing him today!"

As soon as they heard the boss's order, more than 20 people rushed up with a "swipe", and then pulled out the military thorns from the back at the same time when they walked to Huang Xiaomu's side.

More than 20 figures approached like Huang Xiaomu with reflective military thorns step by step, forming an encircling circle.

Huang Xiaomu held the military thorn with his backhand and licked the corner of his mouth. The sun shining on his face seemed bloodthirsty.

Suddenly he moved, as if he moved his whole body, the moment he stretched out his arms, the few people who were close to him took a step back, obviously they were also afraid, because Huang Xiaomu's bloodthirsty image had already been deeply It was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Seeing their retreating movements, Huang Xiaomu raised a smile on his mouth: "The boss is trash, and so is the younger brother."

"You are not allowed to step back, whoever takes a step back, I will stab him to death first!" It seemed that what Huang Xiaomu said was a bit slap in the face, the fat version of Bao Gong picked up his own dagger and stood up with force, then stood viciously outside the encirclement .

As soon as they heard this, the twenty or so younger brothers were eager to rush forward, but they still insisted on stabbing at Huang Xiaomu.

Huang Xiaomu retreated slightly and dodged a person's attack, then raised his leg and directly kicked the person who stabbed him with the military thorn. The legs are much longer than the military thorn, so this is a very big advantage.

Immediately after the first person was overthrown, someone behind him replaced him, and then several people stabbed at Huang Xiaomu with their daggers.

Huang Xiaomu stretched out his two hands together, turned the wrist holding the military thorn lightly, and stabbed two people directly, while the other hand directly held a military thorn, and grabbed the dagger directly like yesterday, the blood flowed smoothly The knife groove dripped on the ground drop by drop, and the gray-black barren land was dyed red, revealing a touch of coquettishness.

"Hehe, do you guys have such strength for a long time?" Huang Xiaomu smiled wildly but held the army thorn tightly with both hands, then swung his arms open, closed his eyes and began to spin around, stabbing while turning, although the hit rate was not high but You can definitely protect yourself, this move is very suitable for group fights.

However, Huang Xiaomu's purpose was not just to protect himself. His legs started to move when he swung out the army thorn. His legs were very fast, and he was kicked out before the few people closest to him could react. This time, Huang Xiaomu didn't try to restrain his own strength. He picked the head-on bone of the calf to kick. This place is relatively fragile in human bones, and if it is kicked, it will be extremely painful. Huang Xiaomu kicked the closest bone. One of his bones was directly crushed, and although the bones of the others were not severely injured, they also lost their ability to move.

At this moment, four figures jumped down from the wall. Wang Hongchong was at the front. When he saw Huang Xiaomu surrounded by more than ten people, he became angry immediately: "Damn it, Li Baogong, you are playing dirty tricks!"

Li Baogong is the fat version of Baogong, and at this moment, looking at the murderous Wang Hong, he is already a little cold and sweaty.To be honest, he has already made the decision to kill Huang Xiaomu directly. After all, if more than 20 people beat up a person, it is not very pleasant to say, and he has never beaten Huang Xiaomu. Knowing his name as the No. [-] eldest brother of No. [-] Middle School will also lose his name, so no matter what, this matter cannot be let more people know, but at this time, four people rushed over, and the situation is already very bad.After all, he has the ability to make one person disappear out of thin air, but he can't make five people disappear out of thin air, right?

And Wang Hong was also very angry at this moment. A group of more than [-] people beat up a person. This is not something that a bastard can do. It also has technical content, so Wang Hong was completely angry.

He glanced at Ding Kang behind him and said coldly: "The three of you go to help the boss. You must not let the boss get hurt. Let me take care of this fat man."

While talking, he stretched out his fist and slammed it on the chest of the fat version of Baogong with a "bang": "Bastard, can you do some high-end things? It's okay to bully ordinary students, but you dare to bully us?" Boss, I will do it even if I go to jail today. Die. You!"

While talking, he punched him a few more times, but the fat version of Bao Gong had already been beaten by Huang Xiaomu just now and lost his ability to move, so he had no time to fight back.

Wang Hong's strength was so strong that the fat version of Bao Gong was bent down directly by him, and then he clutched his stomach in pain, spitting acid water out of his mouth.

Huang Xiaomu saw that the smiles of Ding Kang and the others were a little bit bigger, and he seemed to have some fun and said: "Kangkang, you said that if the five of us overthrow more than 20 members of their Chihuo Gang, will we Fire it up!"

Ding Kang also looked at him with a smile: "It must be! We may be able to step on their names and become the largest gang in No. [-] Middle School!"

055 installments

"This feels good! Come on, boy!" Huang Xiaomu looked at them with a smile and stopped swinging his army stabs. Instead, he ran quickly for a few steps and slashed a boy's wrist with a knife. "The sound fell to the ground, and then Huang Xiaomu bent his legs and hit his abdomen directly. The boy seemed to have never been hit like this before. It seemed that his internal organs were crushed by the car and misaligned. His facial features were distorted and he covered his stomach. Crouched on the ground.

When Huang Xiaomu raised his head, Ding Kang and the others also killed a Chihuo gang boy, and at this moment, there were probably less than five of the Chihuo gang's younger brothers standing still.

"You guys deal with these rookies! Just practice your hands." Huang Xiaomu patted the non-existent dust on his body leisurely, and then planned to climb over the wall and return to the classroom, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a white light flash in the corner of his eyes.

The pupils were as thin as needlepoints in an instant, Huang Xiaomu jumped up with a stride and ran directly in front of Wang Hong and stretched out his arms.

The sound of "Pu Chi" was particularly abrupt in the silent jungle, and the dagger in Wang Hong's hand pierced Huang Xiaomu's arm directly.

"Boss!" Wang Hong looked at Huang Xiaomu in disbelief. Huang Xiaomu's delicate eyebrows were tightly twisted together because of the pain, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Ding Kang on the other end rushed over when he heard Wang Hong's shout, and the scene that caught his eyes was that Wang Hong was holding a dagger in his hand, and the blade of the dagger was buried in Huang Xiaomu's body. In the arm, the bright red blood rolled down the tip of the knife like no money, nourishing the originally barren land.

"Wang Hong, you dare to stab the boss, are you crazy!!!" Liang Yu was the first to recover and then punched Wang Hong on the shoulder.

Wang Hong didn't move at all, but just stared blankly at Huang Xiaomu's unbelievable expression.

"It has nothing to do with him." Huang Xiaomu reacted first, then pushed away Wang Hong's hand and held the dagger handle by himself.

With a pale face, he looked at the three people rushing over and said indifferently: "...how are those people dealing with it?"

"They're all lying down." Huang Siyan replied to him and held up Huang Xiaomu's arm: "Boss, go to the infirmary quickly, will you die if you bleed so much! Ahh, let's call 120 and call an ambulance first." But will the police station arrest Wang Hong?"

"Can you get rid of the ink?" Huang Xiaomu raised his eyelids with some difficulty and looked at Huang Siyan, then shook his head: "Let's deal with the matter here first, if I die after losing this little blood, those relatives who come every month Didn’t your sisters die several times?”

"Damn, that's paying in installments!" Huang Siyan couldn't help but say something.

"Take a taxi and get out!" Huang Xiaomu glanced at him coldly, then walked up to Wang Hong who was still in a daze, "Do you know why I came to block this knife?" Huang Xiaomu's voice was lukewarm instead of indifferent, It seems that the whole world has nothing to do with him, but there is a trace of compassion in those eyes that seem to be shining with water, as if saving the common people.

Wang Hong didn't speak, but watched the blood on Huang Xiaomu's hand fall drop by drop along the tip of the knife, and then seeped into the ground. It seemed that every drop of blood fell down and his heart ached, so he didn't open his mouth but just doubled his eyes. The lips squirmed slightly, as if they were trembling and seemed to be struggling again.

"Men, don't shirk your responsibility." Huang Xiaomu stared into his eyes and said every word.

Wang Hong's eyes turned red, then he looked up at Huang Xiaomu and said seriously: "Boss, I will take responsibility for you."

"Damn it!" Huang Xiaomubiao uttered a national curse, and then wished he could find a piece of tofu to crash him to death: "Damn it, I'm teaching you with blood, trying to let you figure out some truths yourself, damn, why are you so ignorant! It's really a child who can't be taught!"

056 Brother Could It Be Black?

"Then what do you mean, boss?" Wang Hong also looked at Huang Xiaomu after he realized it, but those triangular eyes were full of ignorance.

"Where did you want to stab with the knife just now?" Huang Xiaomu narrowed his eyes, although he was half a head shorter than Wang Hong, but at the moment he seemed to be condescending.

When Wang Hong heard his words, his face suddenly turned pale.