This road is quiet.

There were not many pedestrians in the past.

Even if there were, when I saw a group of yellow-haired young men in the air, I quickly accelerated my pace with indifferent expressions and didn't want to cause trouble.

Five or six young men got off the motorcycle, all holding knives and sticks.

Mu Bai stepped forward slightly, blocking Fenghua quietly, his cold and noble face remained unchanged. Even when facing a group of bad young people in society, his eyes did not show any disdain of contempt and belittlement, and he remained calm, "What's the point of doing, everyone?"

Even the voice was so calm, as if the person surrounding him was not a social person holding a knife and a stick, but just an insignificant soldier in the Summoner's Canyon of League of Legends Games.

The leading young man held a inferior cigarette in his mouth, which had not been lit yet.

He raised his chin, and immediately a young man came forward behind him and lit a cigarette with a lighter.

The leading young man took a slow breath, spit out a faint white smoke ring, and said, "Robbery!"

Mu Bai: "..."

Fenghua: "..."

For the first time I heard a robbery on the road, saying it is so open and righteous, righteous, honest, fresh and refined...

"My brothers are a little tight recently. They are short of money and spend money. If you know the knowledge, please hand over all the valuable things you have on them as soon as possible, otherwise..."

As he said that, the leading young man showed a sneer, and the knife playing with in his hand flashed a sharp light in the dark night. "The knife in my hand is not eye-catching!"

"I see you are like the knife in your hand." Fenghua raised his lips and smiled carelessly.

The leading young man frowned, "What does it mean?"

“—Not eye-catching.”

She uttered softly.

Mu Bai's light pink lips were slightly bent, his eyes were filled with bright smiles of fine starlight, and his eyes were filled with a hint of doting.

The young man was furious when he heard this. He raised his hand and threw the cigarette in his mouth hard on the ground, showing the sharp and cold knife in his hand, and shouted: "I think you two are punishing wine if you toast! I originally wanted to get some money, but I didn't think I would do anything to you, but since you are so ignorant, let you taste my power!"

"Brothers, come on me-"

“…”

Fenghua and Mu Bai looked at each other.

Come on—

Mu Bai has a slender figure, but it is not that he cannot carry his shoulders and cannot lift his hands.

On the contrary, he is very good at fighting ten.

Although Song Cai is delicate and expensive, his fighting skills have long been engraved in Fenghua's bones. He can handle a few soldiers without any effort.

Several bad young people in society were quickly knocked down one after another.

Seeing this, the young man with big brother looked like a big boy changed slightly. He wanted to retreat, but he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he looked fierce and raised his knife and rushed over.

"Go to die!"

The direction of the sharp tip is Fenghua.

The youth is very fast, as if he is desperately trying.

Mu Bai's expression changed, he stepped forward and pulled her over. When he turned around, he could hear a sound of cloth being cut by a knife: "Tear--"

In the dark night, it is loud and clear, and it looks particularly frightening.

The white shirt sleeves on the boy's arm were cut into two pieces of rags, and the bright blood dyed a whole piece of white red in the blink of an eye...

"Mu Bai?!"

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Chapter completed!