Zhang Ya shrank down and wanted to hide, but was forced by the two people who had just recovered. Just as the dagger was about to enter his body, the guy with a fat face suddenly felt a severe blow on his wrist. In the huge pain, the dagger fell off his hand and made a crisp sound, the sound was very loud, which immediately alarmed everyone.

Seeing that the person wanted his life, Zhang Ya was no longer polite. She clenched his hands hard, then broke it hard, and then smashed the guy in front of him directly, with his face and nose covered with blood; then rushed sideways into the man on the left, and his shoulders were pressed against the other party's chest. His strength was good, and Li Mo could clearly hear the sound of the other party's ribs breaking.

"Don't move!" Zhang Ya wanted to continue. A guy in his thirties wearing black sunglasses reached his hand in his pocket in his outerwear and held his back, "Brother, he's good at it! We've seen it, everyone will stop this time, how about?" The hero didn't suffer any loss in front of him. Zhang Ya nodded quickly, and the group of people disappeared instantly.

The whole process was less than a minute, but Zhang Ya was already sweating profusely and smiled at Li Mo. Li Mo turned his head calmly. The other students didn't know what happened, but why they suddenly started fighting, and then stopped without explaining another sentence. Zhang Ya had no time to explain, so she hid aside with a bitter face and called.

Back at school, Li Mo went straight into his room, put his laptop on the desk, plugged in the power supply and the mobile hard drive for games I just bought, and leaned into the chair. Zhang Ya knocked on the door and came in, "Thank you! Li Mo, I will be abandoned today without you taking action." Li Mo smiled faintly and said without saying a word. He sighed with lingering fear: "I didn't expect these guys to be so cruel! If you didn't steal things, you would have to use a knife. This is the capital. Fei was in another place. Is that guy going to shoot and kill someone?!"

"The main thing is a matter of face! Killing people is just a matter of head-on. Just take the wallet back. You shouldn't be hit at that time. There are too many idle people now! The bottom of society is very messy, and no one can do anything about it!" Li Mo explained casually. Zhang Ya nodded and smiled: "Li Mo, your palm is probably breaking the wrist of the goddaughter! It's so amazing, what kind of kung fu?"

"Wing Chun Wooden Stump! After five or six years of hard work, you can naturally practice it! You are not bad! You are so fat, but your movements are not slow at all!" Li Mo said this and was not very sincere.

Zhang Ya didn't care, "I am born with brute force, so my family hired me a master who taught Xingyiquan. I wanted to practice hard, but the more I exercise, the fatter I became. I don't know what happened! By the way, I asked my dad to find a friend to talk to him, otherwise I wouldn't even dare to go out in the future. Li Mo, let me go there, how about it?"

Li Mo thought about it, since he had made a move at that time, he wouldn't be able to hide behind him, so he would go out to see the local scene. He took out the outfit given by Shao Hu in front of Zhang Ya, then put on a pair of famous brand black sunglasses, and looked like a typical gangster. He couldn't stop watching Zhang Ya, and realized it, and he hurried to change outfits to make himself look more social.

The friend Zhang Ya's father was looking for was the owner of an automobile repair shop. He was in his thirties, big and thick, with a fat face, and his outfit was similar to Li Mo. The slight difference was that there was no gems in the chain, so he had been looking at Li Mo for a long time and looked relatively strange. Zhang Ya went over and called him politely: "Boss Wu!" Li Mo followed behind, swept his eyes around, knowing that this place was specially collected and modified, so there was no need to go into the details of the car!

Boss Wu had already received a notice and was not surprised by the arrival of the two. After listening carefully to Zhang Ya's introduction, he nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang! I will take this little thing for you." Zhang Ya smiled and said that he wanted to invite the other party out for dinner, and then find a place to be casual. Boss Wu was used to eating and kept saying that there was something wrong. Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, he smiled and took out a check and placed it respectfully on the table.

Boss Wu glanced at the numbers and pretended to be polite, but he was disrespectful! In excitement, he simply picked up the phone and called someone, and told the matter to ask the other party to arrange for those people to come and solve the problem. He spoke very loudly. After the call was finished, he said proudly: "You two wait a while, they will come over later, and everyone will explain it clearly in person." Zhang Ya's face was filled with laughter and thanked him repeatedly.

There was still a while when the two of them were not able to delay each other's work, so they found an excuse to get off the car. Li Mo was very interested and watched carefully watching several technicians modifying a car. They had good skills and skillful skills. They cooperated with old robots with a very tacit understanding of laser stereoscopic drawings. It seemed that this Wu Da Da was able to win over talents. In more than half an hour, a car was solved, and several technicians took off their covers. They were all very young and looked like they were like them, and they were students in college.

Perhaps the time for get off work was coming, and these people put down their work, looked at the two of them lightly, and then classified them as idle people in society, and ignored them! They walked away on their own. The two were bored and went back to the second floor office. Boss Wu seemed to be no longer busy and asked them to sit down on the sofa, "How about it? Do you like these cars? If you like them, choose one, I will consider you cheaper."

The two hurriedly made excuses to refuse. At this time, the other party came in, and the guy in his thirties in his thirties with sunglasses took the lead. The owner of the newsstand in his forties and a tall and strong man in his twenties followed behind. A subordinate of Boss Wu led the three people up the metal stairs, pushed the door open, shook his head, and looked safe outside.

Boss Wu was obviously not familiar with the other party, so he sat down and didn't move, and asked, "Is Boss Fu from your area who called you here?"

The three nodded and looked coldly at the two on the sofa. Li Mo did not wear sunglasses, but also looked at the free expression; Zhang Ya was obviously a little nervous, and stood up straight, not knowing whether to laugh or be serious, his face was a little distorted. The guy wearing sunglasses introduced himself, "Boss Wu, I am Zhao He, known as Gangma. Boss Fu asked us to see how to solve this problem!"

"Oh! Solve it?! OK, then let's talk about how you want to solve it?" Boss Wu asked sarcastically.

"We don't have high demands for your boss Wu's face!" Zhao He calmly took off his glasses and inserted them into his chest, "That's it! One million! These two kids pay us one million, and kowtow three times to me and my brothers, so let's forget about this."

Before he finished speaking, Boss Wu slapped the table and stood up suddenly. Just as he was about to scold him, the forty-year-old guy slid down his sleeve and pressed it directly against his throat. His face immediately turned into a pig liver color, and he watched the other party slowly press the nose of the pistol. Zhao He also pulled out the pocket pistol at this time and guarded the door. The strong man grabbed Boss Wu's man's neck, and was so fierce that he was on the wall. Several consecutive times, and blood burst out from the old man. Zhang Ya was stunned, while Li Mo tightened his mind and made preparations secretly.

Look carefully for opportunities to fight back.

Seeing that the people in his hand had basically only vented their anger but did not inhale, the strong man threw the person to the ground. He strode forward a few times, grabbed Boss Wu's collar through the table, pulled it hard to put it in front of him, and slapped him hard. He made his mouth full of blood, and he lost two teeth, and he still didn't dare to speak.

The guy in his forties smiled and said, "Boss Wu, let's give you face, and call you loudly; if you don't give it, you're nothing! Do you understand?" As he said that, he turned around, walked to Zhang Ya, pressed his chin with a gun, bent down, and patted his face, "Boy, can you not afford to have two brushes?" The pistol was raised hard. Zhang Ya had to stand up, but couldn't speak, and stared at the pistol on his chin with nervous eyes.

The guy was proud and turned to look at Li Mo, "Boy, it seems that he can pretend to be a b..." Before he finished speaking, he saw a shadow flashing, and then he felt that the hand holding the pistol was grabbed by someone, his neck hurt, and a suffocation was heard in his mind. He felt dizzy, and when he woke up again, Li Mo had already tied his neck. The whole right hand holding the gun felt that it was not his own. He moved quickly under the control of others, and then his finger was pressed down, and his gun jumped, knocking his brother Zhao He to the ground.

At this time, the strong man had already reacted and rushed forward. When Zhang Ya's life was at stake, he was not slow and bravely welcomed the general. The strong man should have practiced wrestling or judo, which was easier to play in an office. In addition, he was like an iron tower, so he pressed Zhang Ya to the ground in two strokes. Li Mo was about to help, but Boss Wu had already taken out a large pistol from the drawer and shot Zhang Ya's head fiercely, splashing Zhang Ya's body, and his face was blushing! He got up in a mess and held the table to retreat. Boss Wu was still not satisfied, and shot three times at the strong man, turning his head and pointed the gun at Zhao He's head.

"Just kill me! But the Four Seas Gang will never let you go!" The guy in his forties threatened fiercely. Boss Wu was shocked and kept raising his hand, but he didn't dare to pull the trigger for a long time.

Li Mo drew the gun from this guy in his forties, pushed him to the ground, and lay side by side with Zhao He, "Oh! Sihai Gang. Why should the Sihai Gang be given face?" Wu was stunned for a moment, stared at him carefully, and then looked at the two guys, hesitating, "Brother and Sihai Gang have old things?" According to his intention, slaughter these three guys first, and then find a secret place to bury them. As long as the people present today don't say it, they should be able to hide it for a while. Anyway, this revenge is determined! Then he thought, it's impossible! There are a group of subordinates outside these three guys, and there is also a Fu who is not weaker than him, knowing that they are coming here, so I'm in trouble!

"Yes! I grew up with Zhao Sihai's grandson." Li Mo took out his cell phone, "Zhao Sihai has retired. Zhao Haosheng should be in Tianjin now. I don't know which of the other two sons in Beijing?" As he said that, his eyes looked at the guy on the ground. The other party's face was already blue and his mouth twitched. This result made him very annoyed! He really wanted to know the inside story of the local Sihai Gang, but he didn't expect to meet a guy who tried to kill and survive.

Boss Wu also understood it, smiled with a ferocious smile, opened the door, called his subordinates who were in a mess outside, arranged for them to gather people to clean up the fish that was caught, and then turned around and took out Zhang Yan's check to him, "Two, there is still some things we have to settle today. I'll ask you two to come out to gather somewhere else."

The two nodded. Zhang Ya did not accept the check, saying that it was to provide settlement fees and medical expenses for the dead and injured brothers. Boss Wu said politely and put the check back into the drawer. Li Mo made a request, "Boss Wu, these people are very deadly. They must not be locals. I am afraid they have to figure out how to clear the plate (original origin) and count whether there are any wolves in the nest to avoid future troubles!" Boss Wu nodded, and he had completely regarded him as a fellow man, and he was much more polite in his words.

At this time, Zhang Ya had already found a faucet outside, washed away the filth on her body, took off her clothes and stuffed them into a bag, and was bare-handed, and her muscles looked quite strong. Such a big thing happened, except for the panic at the beginning, she quickly calmed down. She did not show any fear or terror. She was a little excited, and it seemed that her psychological quality was also good!

After coming out of the repair shop, Zhang Ya grabbed Li Mo and called for an automatic rental. First, he went to the garbage dump in the suburbs, burned his clothes with a fire, then dismantled the gun into parts and threw it into the ditch along the way, then went straight to the car market, pointing to the vehicle inside, "Li Mo, I won't say anything. If you like a car here, just say it, just say it as I thank you for your life-saving kindness." Li Mo smiled and patted his shoulder, "Stop talking nonsense! All classmates, you will naturally take action when you can."

Zhang Ya insisted for a while and saw that he was firm in his attitude, "Okay! You have to stick to your principles. I won't use money to defile you. I just hope you can treat me as a true friend." Li Mo nodded.

The two of them circled around the car market. Li Mo took a fancy to a prince-shaped motorcycle with a very cool style and paid to settle down on the spot. Zhang Ya also bought one. The two rode their bikes and found a sauna, washed their whole body clean, and then found a seafood restaurant to eat, without affecting their appetite due to brain bursting. This time, Zhang Ya rushed to pay the bill, and Li Mo was not polite. After a day of contact, he felt that Zhang Ya was a good person, had good skills, was also real, and could get along with him.

After the two of them finished eating, it was already dark. They had just gotten on the bike and walked for a while. A large group of riots rushed past them. They swung loudly in front of the two cars, and several girls screamed loudly. This was a signal of racing and fighting! It was like the old scene reappearing, Li Mo's blood was boiling, his fingers were instinctively pressing down. As the speed was just starting, he suddenly remembered that he had made up his mind to not repeat his previous life. He sighed lightly, let go of his fingers, and ignored the other party's provocation. With amidst booing, he drove the car back to school smoothly.

In the parking lot downstairs of the dormitory, Li Mo was about to park when he saw An Feng and He Xue driving away. Lin Xin was not there, and he was a little confused. He talked to Zhang Ya, came to a short distance outside the girls' dormitory, and looked up carefully. The lights in the dormitory were not on. Just as he was about to go back to the dormitory, Zhao Wen was sneaking in the bushes next to the playground, protruding his head. He sneaked behind the boy, looked in the direction of his head, and saw Lin Xin walking alone in the playground. He hesitated for a few seconds, quietly retreated for a distance, and then walked into the playground openly. Lin Xin looked at him and stood there. He smiled and walked to Lin Xin, "Why are you alone? You are in a bad mood?" Lin Xin turned around and the two walked side by side in the night.

"No! Think about something." After saying that, Lin Xin asked softly: "Where were you going today?" Feeling that Zhao Wen had not left, Li Mo withdrew his gaze from the ink-blue night sky, looking at her face that was blurry but more beautiful under the bright moonlight, and did not dare to tell the truth. "I changed my helmet in the morning and went around in the afternoon! Get to know the place. By the way, what's going on? It's a challenge for little Japan."

"How can it be?" Lin Xin replied, looking around, sighing softly. Li Mo also sighed fiercely in his heart, his momentum became weaker, and he barely explained: "Don't worry! I see that An Feng's skill set is very good, and Ono is quite average and should not lose."

"The problem is not Ono this time! They appeared in another person, named Ryoichi Yamaoka, and they are also a freshman this year. They have never seen each other before."

"Oh! These little Japanese are pretty deliberate and are quite willing to spend time." Li Mo saw that Lin Xin had some pain in her eyebrows and looked sore, and he leaned into her ears, "Or why do you tell An Feng that I will go there then! I am your senior brother, you should know how good the level is. They can change people in the middle, and we can do it too."

Lin Xin looked up at him, her eyes flashed, then lowered her head, and replied in a strange tone: "No! I know that your fighting ability is definitely better than An Feng. But An Feng's temper usually looks very kind, but he is very stubborn at important moments! Besides, it is related to personal honor, and I think he will never retreat at the last minute."

Li Mo was silent for a while, and had to whisper helplessly: "You should remind An Feng that he is tall and strong. I believe that the other party will not fight him hard, but you must be careful that the other party steals the opportunity and let him go!" Lin Xin nodded and did not look at him. He was helpless and felt awkward, so he had to change the topic, "Lin Xin, tell me, what did An Feng do in Japan? Did he smash the tablets of his ancestors or burn his house? How big a bond has he made with these little Japanese? Let the other party think about it so carefully!"

Lin Xin turned her head and looked at him and explained softly: "Not it! This is not a person's business. Since our overall national strength surpassed Japan more than 20 years ago, the Japanese have been like their parents who died, as if they had lost their parents! Later, a bullshit right-wing literati named Murakami jumped out and quoted some historical evidence, such as dozens of Japanese pirates could traverse hundreds of miles along the coast of China, and how Japanese engineers were creative, etc., and put forward the theory of the Japanese national power. The general meaning is that we are better than them as a whole.

To be strong is the blessing of our ancestors. There is a huge, rich continent and a large population. But personally, the quality of the Japanese is always better than ours! After a period of development, this argument has now become the only pillar in their hearts, so they want to overwhelm us in everything they do! Learning better than us, body stronger than us, and appearance more than us. Therefore, in recent years, in Japan, almost all young men are engaged in sports and martial arts, while women are all going to be beauty. They are typically suffering from group psychological masochism!”
Chapter completed!