With a cold look at the gangster leader in the middle, Yang Mo didn't know what these people were doing.

But he was sure that the battle points of this group should be focused on the trainer who led the lead in the middle.

"Hmph, little devil!"

Walking out of the crowd, the leading gangster looked fierce. He walked to Yang Mo, took out the elf ball and said fiercely.

"This is the territory of our Brotherhood. Since you want to play, take out all the battle points as bets."

"Brother's Club? I haven't heard of it." After glanced at the mob, Yang Mo thought he had walked into the slum.

"Terrait gangster, get him done with me!"

As the light flashed, a lizard, which seemed to be carrying a belt, appeared on the messy field. The fierce expression was exactly the same as its owner.

It sprinted towards Mumuxiao violently, as if it wanted to use its head hammer to rush into the air to hit Mumuxiao.

Using mental power to communicate with Mumuxiao, Yang Mo directed Mumuxiao to avoid it before the opponent's turban gangster launched an attack.

The failure of the attack made the turban gangster become more and more irritable. He bared his sharp teeth and fangs at Mu Muxiao in the air, and a terrifying face appeared out of thin air.

“It’s pretty good.”

Looking at the performance of the gangster in the turban, Yang Mo raised a smile on his lips. This kind of battle is interesting.

However, Mumu Owl would not be scared by this grimace. He flapped his wings and flew towards a higher place.

Hovering in the air, the gloomy aura spread from Mu Mu Ou's body, and the purple-blue energy condensed into a small ball in front of Mu Mu Ou.

Seeing the shadow ball keeping closer to his turban gangster, the leading trainer opposite showed a hideous smile.

"The turban gangster is for tooth!"

When touching the shadow ball falling from the sky, the turban gangster showed a painful expression.

But the little guy's will was also unexpected. His aura suddenly burst out and deflected, and it fired Mu Muxiao's shadow ball towards Yang Mo.

After a quick and continuous jump, Yang Mo used his superpower to control his body movement. The shadow ball eventually landed in front of Yang Mo.

"Attack the trainer, these guys are really as futile as black dogs."

After sweeping the bangs on his forehead, Yang Mo looked at the big pit in front of him, and Yang Mo's calm mentality fluctuated a little.

When dealing with evil people, you have to be worse than him. After spending a while with Chen Mo, Yang Mo got this truth.

If you act submissively or too peaceful, these ignorant guys will be arrogant and feel that your oppression is just right.

"Mumu Owl, use the violent storm!"

Although the opponent's strength is pretty good, it is just as good as those ordinary second-year seniors.

The strength of this headscarf gangster is still below Lin Haichao's Swamp Fish and Chen Mo's Hei Lujia.

Assisting Mumu Owl to guide the power of feathers, a strong wind blew up on the battlefield in a blink of an eye, and the flying sand and stones swept across the entire field with the storm.

As the storm became more and more intense, the turban gangster grabbed it with his hands tightly, as if half of the skin of his pants were shed. Before he could react, it was already unconscious in the whirlwind.

"it's over."

Commanding Mu Muxiao to return to his side, Yang Mo looked at the gangster leader in front of him.

As the battle ended, there was no response on his phone. It seemed that the guy in front of him was just a small minion.

Looking at the gangsters in front of him coldly, Yang Mo was a little angry. He didn't expect that this group of people were still fooling him.

"Brothers? I've written it down. Hopefully we won't have another chance to meet."

Looking at the enemy in front of him coldly, Yang Mo turned around and prepared to leave, but at this time, the two of them walked into the gate of the park.

"The Asian boy in the car just now!"

"What did you bastard do to us just now!"

Yang Mo recognized the two, two white men who had just looked for trouble in the car.

"Are you in the same group with them?"

Looking at the two people in front of him, Yang Mo pointed to the group of gangsters behind him and asked with a chuckling.

"Damn boy!" He didn't seem to listen to Yang Mo's inquiry. One of the guys who had already burned out an elf ball.

"Blue Crow, teach me a good lesson!"

Come out of the elf ball, the blue crow gently sways the black and blue feathers, and his red eyes stare straight at Yang Mo's Mumu Owl.

"I don't know what's wrong, Mumuxiao uses a violent storm!"

Looking at the opponent who suddenly launched the attack, Yang Mo frowned. He hated trouble, especially the guy who caused him trouble.

A violent whirlwind blew, and Mumu Owl stimulated the power of Lochia's feathers. But in this storm, the Blue Crow did not retreat.

Flying against the storm, it frantically flapped its wings to stimulate the storm spiral, and eliminated with the violent storm of Mumu Owl.

I didn't expect that this guy who felt the same age as me had such strength.

This blue crow has a strong flying talent, and his control over the flying energy is far beyond that of Mumuxiao.

If you want to deal with it, you must think of other ways, but for this reason, Yang Mo is even more looking forward to this battle.

The mental power field expanded instantly. Faced with such an opponent, Yang Mo had to do his best.

"Superpowered person? I want you to pay the price for what I do in the car!"

I noticed the mental power shrouded on my body. It seemed that this white young man was not an ordinary person.

"Blue Crow uses air slash!"

The sharp blade of air condensed into substance and flew towards Mumuxiao. Yang Mo's face turned gloomy as he watched the opponent's attack.

In order to let Mu Muxiao practice Air Cutting Yang Mo, he wasted a lot of time. Now when he recalled the price of the Air Cutting and Air Blade secret book, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Guide Mu Muxiao to dodge, even if the opponent can control the wind blade to chase, with Yang Mo's guidance, Mu Muxiao is only responsible for sprinting at full speed.

After a long circle in the air, Mumuxiao rushed towards the direction of the Blue Crow. Its speed became faster and faster, but the air slashes pressed step by step behind Mumuxiao as the Blue Crow controlled.

Just as Mumuxiao was about to hit the Blue Crow, Mumuxiao suddenly fell and moved towards the direction of his progress.

Before there was time to reverse the attack of the skill, the air slash had already fallen on the Blue Crow.

"Silly,"

Looking at the trainer opposite, Yang Mo recognized the opponent's Blue Crow's strength, but he was not satisfied with this guy's command level.

When hit by the air, the blue crow looked a little embarrassed and tried hard to flap his wings so that he would not fall.

"Blue Crow uses the divine bird to hit me."
Chapter completed!