The golden boy was obviously taken aback.

Let alone the people behind him, they all looked like they had seen a monster.

Some people's legs were shaking a little.

Although they were holding knives in their hands, the calf-like Tibetan Mastiff put a lot of pressure on them.

Xiao Mo put his hands in his pockets, "Why does the poster above look so familiar to me? Oh my, it looks familiar to you too?"

The muscles on Jintong's face trembled. He estimated that these people he could deal with would be able to deal with a Xiaomo, but coupled with this awesome Tibetan Mastiff in front of him.

My balls hurt like hell.

But as a street kid, Dadan still has to pretend.

"Damn it, your name is Jiang Xiaomo?" I don't have much confidence in saying this today.

"Yeah!" Xiao Mo looked at today with disdain, "You kid, please clean up the cat poop for me!"

Cat poop?

What the hell?

Golden Boy really doesn’t know much about it. It’s terrible to be uneducated.

"I have nothing to chat with you now, do you understand?" Xiao Mo took a step forward. "Why did you hang up my portrait?"

"I didn't see it!" Golden Boy said loudly, shaking the machete in his hand at the same time!

If I go, threaten me?

It seems I can’t do it without giving you some color!

Xiao Mo narrowed his eyes, "What's the matter? You can talk to my lawyer."

Your lawyer?

This time it was Golden Boy's turn to be messy.

"Who? Lawyer..." Golden Boy could have taken action, but he was still a little timid.

"Xiao Bei, someone really wants to challenge your dignity!" Xiao Mo said calmly.

Brother Tibetan Mastiff, who looked like a calf, walked up to the golden boy and looked at the golden boy in front of him with his head held high!

Majestic!

Like a tiger coming out of the mountain!

The saliva in the golden boy's mouth was swallowed one after another.

I'm really scared.

"What do you want from me?" Xiao Mo looked at the golden boy's trembling legs and wanted to laugh.

"No, it's okay. I just want to find Brother Jiang to discuss the true meaning of martial arts." Jin Tong subconsciously took a step back.

This retreat was not a big deal, as the people behind him were completely shattered.

Some even took n steps back.

At this time, the three golden boys were standing in front.

Xiao Mo spoke at this time, "Let me tell you guys, if you are watching, just stand farther away. My Tibetan Mastiff brother has a problem. He doesn't want to bite his crotch anywhere. His favorite food is his balls."

He walked up to the golden boy and looked at the three of them, "Are you three sure you want to discuss the true meaning of martial arts with me?"

He put his hand on Jintong's shoulders and punched him in the lower abdomen. "Chinese martial arts is profound and profound. The so-called true meaning is orgasm. The foreplay of sex is to be beaten!"

After he finished speaking, the golden boy's head had already fallen into his crotch.

Xiao Mo looked at the other two people in front of him and said, "You also heard it. He wants to discuss the true meaning of martial arts with me. This is just a demonstration and discussion."

He pointed to the Tibetan Mastiff beside him, "Xiao Bei, give me my regards to the two friends in front of you."

Even before the Tibetan Mastiff's head touched them, everyone was reduced to a puddle of mud in fear.

"As for us, we don't need it. Brother Tong wants to discuss it with you!" the two people stammered.

The remaining 9 people stood in the crowd of onlookers like outsiders, looking at everything in front of them indifferently.

As for the machetes, they had already put them in their clothes, and some of them were stuffed into their trouser legs.

These are second-rate guys. They all look awesome, but something happened. The boundaries are drawn as wide as the Yangtze River. The meaning is obvious.

That is to say, this matter has nothing to do with us.

The boss has been fucked, so he can only stand in the crowd and pretend to be a grandson.

The crowd was crowded, and most of them knew Jintong, a street kid like him. They kept saying, "Isn't this a black society?"

"At first glance, they look like a bunch of heartless people."

"That's right. Didn't you realize that they are interested in that young man's dog and want to possess it?"

"Well, I can see that this young man is struggling with them!"

They are really a group of righteous people, and the truth can be seen at a glance.

Liuzi was so embarrassed.

A liar said to the people around him: "Look, you are such a fool. You are still discussing the true meaning of martial arts. If I were to give them an atomic bomb..."

The person next to me said, "I saw you inside just now..."

The man picked up his fist and punched himself in the eye. "Are you sure it's me?"

People around him looked at this man with panda eyes and nosebleeds, and said in surprise: "It doesn't seem to be the case now."

"That's right, I said you must have mistaken the person..." Liuzi fell down after saying that, and a machete came out of his trousers.

Xiaomo here is now at full strength.

The golden boy seemed to be wilted, "Brother Jiang, actually I am here to greet you."

I go, my ability to steer according to the wind is better than that of a small boat in the ocean.

The golden boy stood up and said, "Really, we are all just like you, and we came here specially to fan you, and of course, you, the Tibetan Mastiff brother..."

Xiao Mo, who had been drinking too much, was already feeling a little dizzy. He held on to the pole and stretched out his hand to pull off his poster. "You want to mess with one of my posters? Don't make such a big show of it in the future..."

The three golden boys kept nodding, but just when Xiao Mo was about to leave, a frightened Liuzi who wanted to pee said, "It was two fortune-telling Taoist priests who taught us to do this..."

Damn it, fortune teller?

two?

Xiao Mo blinked his eyelids, and at this moment, the Tibetan Mastiff behind him pressed his paw on the crotch of the Liuzi who just spoke.

Xiao Mo thought for a moment, but did not ask further questions, but said to the golden boy: "Disappear from my eyes immediately!"

This sentence was like an order. In less than a minute, Golden Boy and the others ran away if they could walk, and rolled away if they were paralyzed with fear. Anyway, there was no one around now.

The crowd and students who were watching all dispersed.

Originally, the experience of this incident lasted only 5 minutes, so the impact was not too big. When Xiaomo walked to the school gate, he bought two roast donkeys for the Tibetan Mastiff brother who had helped him a lot.

Whip (it's the fried food sold by the vendors at the school entrance. It seems to be made of gluten, but the name is a bit domineering. Girls eat a lot of it\(^o^))

Brother Tibetan Mastiff held it in his mouth and watched Xiao Mo enter the school.

I turned around and walked slowly down a street. The sun was shining brightly and there were far fewer pedestrians and students on the road.

Suddenly, a 90-year-old grandmother who was sitting on the curb and resting opened her toothless mouth and covered her heart, "Oh, why did a bear run out on the street..."

At this time, the Tibetan Mastiff brother had changed. He was holding a roasted donkey whip in both hands, and he was running very fast.
Chapter completed!