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Mo Li was stunned, seeing Bai Cheng's expression a little frightened, and following his line of sight, he could see several social people standing not far away. Not like a decent person.

"Come on!"

Before Mo Li could speak in doubt, Bai Cheng pulled him around and ran away.

At this moment, a motorcycle came galloping from the road and blocked directly in front of them.

If Mo Li hadn't pulled Bai Cheng to a stop in time, the car might have hit them.

The rider on the motorcycle was a strong man with scars on his face. He got out of the car, stared at Bai Cheng and sneered:

"Where are you going?"

Seeing that the visitor was not good, Mo Li subconsciously wanted to protect Bai Cheng, but Bai Cheng stood in front of him one step ahead of him, glaring at the humanity in front of him:

"What are you doing again?"

The voice fell, and the few people in the distance also ran over and surrounded them.

"Didn't you say it last time? Debt collection." The strong man at the head pulled out a one-meter-long iron rod from the motorcycle, knocked it on the ground, and smiled grimly.

Mo Li quickly found out that these people are different from the people who helped Xu Jia last time. The posture of these people is more like doing shady things underground.

Take loan sharks, for example, or manage nightclubs.

"Isn't the money already paid off?" Bai Cheng gritted his teeth and asked alertly.

"The money is paid off, but the favor is not there. Your father killed one of our brothers. What's the problem when we see you hitting you once?" His muscles were full of oppression, "As long as your dad is alive for a day, don't expect us to let you go."

As he said that, he looked at Mo Li behind Bai Cheng, knocked on the steel pipe and said lazily, "I don't care, hurry up and get out, or you will be implicated later, don't blame me for not reminding you."

When Bai Cheng heard this, he turned around and pushed Mo Li, trying to push him away from the crowd, "Go away, I'll deal with them."

When he spoke, he looked coldly at the strong man in front of him from the corner of his eyes, knowing that he could not beat so many people, but he would not be beaten obediently, and he would beat back as much as he could.

"It's the same sentence, if you do something with me, you can't touch my family." Staring at the strong man in front of him, Bai Cheng moved his wrists, ready to take on the challenge.

The most unattractive thing for a strong man is Bai Cheng's reckless eyes, seeing this look reminds him of Bai Cheng's father who killed his brother.

"It seems that the lesson I gave you this kid last time wasn't heavy enough. Do you still want to resist?"

The strong man didn't take Bai Cheng seriously at all, and the iron rod in his hand swiped directly at Bai Cheng's face.

Bai Cheng was about to block, but Mo Li, who had just been pushed out of the crowd, didn't know when he came back and caught the steel pipe with one hand.

Looking sideways at the steel pipe that would definitely cause an accident if it hits people, Mo Li sighed and said to the strong man in a gentle voice:

"Doing your business, do you need to bully a high school student?"

"The father's debt is paid by the son, this is the rule of the Tao, where are you a little beast, why don't you hurry up?" The strong man has lived for nearly 30 years, and he has seen more than two middle school teenagers, people like Mo Li. As long as you get beaten up, you know how much you have.

I tried hard to withdraw the steel pipe, but who would have thought that the steel pipe on my hand would not move after using the milking force?

"The security of this place is really—" Mo Li sighed in a low voice, not knowing how to move, he grabbed the steel pipe directly into his hand, and slapped the strong man in the face with a backhand.

The strong man only felt that he was pulled out by something heavy, his brain roared, and even two teeth were knocked out.

He wanted to stand up in anger and horror, but he was so dizzy that he couldn't get up at all. When he got up a little, his eyes darkened, and he felt nauseous.

On the other hand, Mo Li, who was beating someone, showed no expression on his face. He just rubbed his wrist, looked down at the strong man and said, "Can you hear someone tell me to get out?"

Everyone next to him was shocked. Who would have thought that such a strong adult man would be kicked out by a teenager?

"Brother Tiger!" Several younger brothers hurried forward, and the two of them held up hard, so that the strong man could barely stand up.

Bai Cheng didn't expect Mo Li's strength to be so strong. He was stunned when he looked back at Mo Li and said, "The day I transferred over, was the injury on your face their hands?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Li still remembered the injury at that time. While surprised, there was an indescribable emotion in his heart, and he nodded.

"Then come back today."

He kicked the motorcycle on the side of the road, and Mo Li hit one of them with a steel pipe on the head, snatching the weapon from his hand and throwing it to Bai Cheng, "I'll leave it to you in the back."

Seeing the furious group of people swarming up, Mo Li raised his foot and kicked the one closest to him first, and then smashed the face, neck, abdomen, and vital places of these people with a steel pipe.

He was used to being lawless, and he didn't worry about what would happen if he killed someone.

Seeing someone take out a dagger, he immediately stepped forward before Baicheng and dealt with these beasts with hurting things.

And Bai Cheng's skills are really good. Although his strength and skills are not as good as Mo Li's, he can protect Mo Li's back from being approached.

Seven or eight adults were dealt with by two teenagers. Fortunately, there were few people on this road. In addition, it was night, and there was no one on the road at all, and no one saw this scene.

The strong man at the head looked at everything that happened in front of him in shock. He leaned against the wall and pointed at Baicheng: "Wait! Especially you, I want you to be worse than—"

As a result, before he could finish speaking, Mo Li went straight over and twisted his finger.

"A dog can't spit out ivory."

Losing the steel pipe, he pressed the strong man's head and slammed into the wall next to him. The strong man had no resistance. He was like a chicken in Mo Li's hands.

"Don't really kill me." Bai Cheng hurried over to stop Mo Li's movements.