The people around him made way for Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen and Ghost Knife walked towards the group of people.

"Who are you? Do you dare to care about our nostalgia?"

The leader said coldly: "We are not scared!"

"Ghost Sword, let them be ruined for me!"

Xiao Chen's voice was extremely cold.

"yes!"

The next moment, the ghost knife took action.

When a warrior faces an ordinary gangster, he punches one by one, and all his hands are broken.

The leader even broke his hands and feet.

A group of people were so scared that they rolled and crawled away.

However, before leaving, he left a harsh words: "If you have the ability, don't leave. My elder brother is here. You all have to die. My elder brother is a warrior!"

While shouting, they fled in panic.

The old couple were numb.

They are not afraid of death, they die if they die. After their only son dies, their hearts are already cold.

If you can't avenge your son in this life.

Even if they die, it doesn't matter.

"Young man, please leave quickly. The elder brother whom the person called Xiaodao is famous and powerful. He has practiced martial arts. He is very good at playing with a knife in his hand!"

It doesn't matter to them, but they don't want to implicate Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen sighed and said, "Not even a small knife or big knife is as good as the ghost knife beside me. Uncle and aunt, can you recognize me anymore?

I am Xiao Chen!"

He felt a little moved. He had been to He Qin's house many times.

Although the He Qin family was not very wealthy at that time, at least there was a three-bedroom and one-living house in the city.

I don't know what's going on now.

"Xiao Chen? Are you that boy Chen?"

The old couple was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, a scream of exclamation came out.
Chapter completed!