In the small park, Master Luo and Meng Fei stepped back step by step.

Opposite them, hundreds of thugs holding machetes and clubs gathered around with grinning faces.

"Meng Fei, remember what I just told you!"

Master Luo straightened up, took a deep breath, and said to his companions:

"I know you can get away.

Without me as a burden, it's just a joke for you to get rid of them!

Who makes you the king of thieves?"

Meng Fei cursed in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense! Although I am a low-level person, but I can't do such a thing if I abandon my comrades and run for my own life!"

I really don’t pay attention to a bunch of little turtle calves!

I have seen a lot of strong winds and waves in this life, and a small Xihe City cannot save our lives!"

Master Luo curled his lips and said with an unconvinced look: "Such flattering words should be spoken by a tall and powerful positive person like me, so they are more interesting!

Let me tell you, a thief who is as skinny as a monkey, but I always feel that you are not majestic enough!"

"Get out!" Meng Fei cursed angrily, straightened his stooped back, stood in front of Master Luo, and said with a grin:

"In these years, I have been running around with my apprentices, just practicing my skills and forgetting about Kung Fu!

I just want to take this opportunity to do some activities tonight, but I don’t know if these brats are qualified enough to let me let go!”

Bang bang bang!

Meng Fei clapped his hands and shouted to the thugs: "A bunch of little turtle calves! Come on, join us! Let grandpa teach you how to fight!"

A group of thugs were stunned for a moment. The leader, Chang Mao, shook his hair, grinned and sneered at Meng Fei and cursed:

"You are so old and immortal, you are quite arrogant! Okay, since you are so eager to reincarnate, I will help you now!"

A group of people shouted and rushed forward, but before Meng Fei took action, Master Luo had already rushed forward, punching and kicking those guys!

The silver dragon master of Dragon Shield is indeed slightly weaker than Flanders.

The prerequisite is that he is over fifty years old and his physical strength is obviously declining.

Another point is that he was injured a long time ago and his strength is less than 60% of his usual strength.

If he were twenty years younger and his body was still in peak condition, even Flanders would not be his opponent!

Of course, even if you are old and weak now, you can still fight against a group of gangsters, provided that the number of opponents is not too different.

Now it has obviously exceeded this standard, there are too many enemies!

The two of them knocked down one group, and then another group came up. It seemed like the fight would never end!

As you get older, you get older. Your physical strength is greatly reduced and exhausted. With the physical strength of the two of them, if they can hold on for less than one minute, they will fall down on their own without anyone having to do anything!

I don’t know how many times they had been stabbed on their bodies. Although they had avoided the vital points, the blood spurted out as if they were free of charge, and they soon turned into two bloody gourds!

Changmao touched the blood at the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer: "Two old immortals, their teeth are still very strong!

If I didn't have so many brothers, I really wouldn't be able to handle you!

Old gun, right? Come on, keep fighting?

You two can knock down all my brothers today. From now on, I will call you "Master" when I see you!

It's a pity that you two can't even stand up now, can you?

Then kneel down for me and call me "Master!"

I have so many brothers, I can’t play with you two in vain!

Each of you kowtows to us brothers one by one and calls me "Lord" and I will spare your life!"

Master Luo and Meng Fei supported each other, their chests rising and falling rapidly like bellows, and they were almost out of breath!

Now they can't even use their words, let alone their hands!

However, although they were very tired, their eyes were still full of sarcasm, and they looked at the thugs around them with disdainful sneers.

Changmao was irritated, stepped forward with the machete in hand, gritted his teeth and cursed: "You like to laugh, don't you?

I want you to laugh enough so that you can laugh every day! Laugh every moment!

Open his mouth for me and make him grin wider!

I will open your mouth and make you happy every day!

I’m such a good man!”

Everyone burst out laughing!

Several thugs threw away the guys in their hands, ran in front of Master Luo and Meng Fei, and held them down without any explanation!

Two more people rushed forward, grabbed their chins, and then forcefully opened their mouths!

Changmao laughed ferociously, wiped the long knife on the two of them, and just as he was about to put it into Meng Fei's mouth, a siren whistled.

Everyone was shocked, why were there police?

Changmao was still experienced and shouted to everyone: "Throw away all the guys and run away separately!"

When everyone heard this, they all threw the things in their hands into the woods and ran away!

Master Luo and Meng Fei breathed a sigh of relief when they knew that reinforcements were coming, and sat down on the ground, as if they were exhausted.

After a while, the two stood up, and Master Luo said to Meng Fei: "Let's leave quickly while the police are dispatched, otherwise we won't be able to leave!"

Meng Fei recovered a little strength and asked him: "How is your injury?"

"You're not dead yet!" Master Luo covered his chest and waved his hand to him, looking unconcerned.

Meng Fei curled his lips and said: "Shout if you want, there is no one left, who can show off to you as a hero!"

"Ah! It hurts me to death!" Master Luo stopped pretending and hugged half of his body with both hands, tears of pain bursting out of his eyes!

There are new injuries on his body now weighing down old ones. His whole body is like a rice bag leaking air everywhere, and even breathing feels uncomfortable.

Meng Fei supported him with satisfaction and said to him: "How good is this?

Just to bother you Dragon Shield people, your eyes are almost bulging out of pain, but you still look fearless!

Are you tired? You must be more realistic in life, just like me!

Just hold on for a while, go take out the box first, and then I’ll charter a car and let’s go back!”

When they arrived not far from the place where the car crashed, Meng Fei helped Master Luo sit on the roadside.

Then he ran to the curb across the street and found the entrance to the sewer without a cement board.

After a while, he came back, holding a box in his hand, which was exactly the one he found in Jon's room!

Just after they helped Master Luo up, they were both stunned. They originally thought that no one would dare to stop them, but now more than a dozen people suddenly appeared!

In front were Flanders and Jon, behind were Ding Jianhong and Meng Bufan, and eleven or twelve thugs, who came out of the darkness and surrounded Master Luo and Meng Fei in the middle.

"Give me the box! I will leave a whole body for you two later!" Flanders said to Master Luo and Meng Fei with a smile, as if he was coaxing the two children.

Master Luo was unhappy and scolded him: "Are you so stingy?

People have given you everything, or are you going to die?

You can’t fool anyone!

You should say this, give me the box and I will let you two go later!"

Flanders was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the other party would still bargain with him at this time.

He was a little dumbfounded, but he immediately changed his mind and said, "Okay, just do what you want. Give me the box, and then I will let everyone let you go!"

Master Luo and Meng Fei looked at each other and cursed in unison: "Bah! What a beautiful idea!"

Flanders: "..."

Aren't these two crazy people?

If you don't agree, why are you teaching me this nonsense?
Chapter completed!