Because he was not sure whether Moro came here to eat or made an appointment to meet someone here. If he acted rashly, he might alert the snake.
"gentlemen?!"
Bairentu's voice was urgent and his fists clenched. He couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head to glance at Lin Yu.
But Lin Yu still frowned and said nothing.
At this moment, a young man who had been knocked down on the ground suddenly jumped up, hugged the yellow-haired driver's calf, and bit it hard with his mouth wide open.
"Fuck!"
The yellow-haired driver cursed in pain, looked down, and looked extremely ferocious. He used his thick right arm to punch hard at the young man hugging his calf.
He punched the young man with all his strength, and it hit the young man's temple. Even if the young man wouldn't have his head split open on the spot, he would at least faint and die on the spot.
Many girls couldn't help screaming and turned their heads to the side.
But just when his fist was about to fall on the young man's head, a big hand suddenly came over and grabbed the yellow-haired driver's wrist.
The yellow-haired driver's fist stopped in the air as if the pause button had been pressed.
The yellow-haired driver couldn't help but froze, and looked up with a surprised face. He saw a handsome young man looking at him with a smile, and his not-so-strong palm was tightly wrapped around his arm, making his
The arms cannot move.
Standing in front of him was Lin Yu.
Lin Yu was originally hesitant to let the Hundred People Tu take action, but things developed too suddenly. He couldn't watch the yellow-haired driver punch the young man on the head, so he didn't think too much and rushed forward.
He came over and grabbed Huang Mao’s driver’s arm.
The yellow-haired driver looked at the thin Lin Yu and was quite shocked. He looked ferocious and twitched his arm hard, trying to shake off Lin Yu's hand on his arm. But what surprised him was that Lin Yu
The strength in Yu's hand was extremely strong, and he tightly clamped his arm without moving.
Huang Mao's driver's expression suddenly changed after he felt the huge strength in Lin Yu's hand, and the shock in his eyes became even greater. It seemed that he never expected that Lin Yu's power was so powerful!
The muscles on the yellow-haired driver's body suddenly tightened, and he used all the strength in his body to yank his arm again, but as before, his arm still did not move, and because he broke away too hard, he was hit by Lin.
There was a burning pain in the arm that Yu pinched.
"Damn it! Big brother is awesome!"
"Hit him!"
"Damn it, you damn foreign devils, you really think we are easy to bully!"
After seeing this scene, the people around them immediately cheered for Lin Yu.
After noticing everything in front of him, Moro couldn't help but frown, a little puzzled, and looked at Lin Yu curiously, with a trace of suspicion flashing in his eyes.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that he couldn't get away, the yellow-haired driver cursed angrily with a stern face, then rounded his arm with his other hand and hit Lin Yu in the face.
But before his fist touched Lin Yu's cheek, Lin Yu caught him in the air with his other hand.
A flash of panic flashed on the yellow-haired driver's face, and he swung his hand hard, trying to pull back the grabbed fist, but just like before, Lin Yu's hand seemed to have grown on his hand, and he couldn't break free at all.
"Let me go!"
The yellow-haired driver looked extremely angry and screamed at Lin Yu.
"Apologize!"
Lin Yu said calmly, "Immediately apologize to the injured on the ground!"
"Yes! Apologize, apologize immediately!"
"Pay the medical expenses. If you don't pay, don't even think about leaving!"
…
The onlookers also immediately started shouting.
"fuckyou!"
The yellow-haired driver yelled at Lin Yu, gritted his teeth and struggled hard again, with veins popping up on his forehead, but it had no effect.
"Apologize!"
Lin Yu repeated something in a deep voice, and at the same time, the hand that squeezed Huang Mao's driver's fist suddenly increased a little more force, only to hear a subtle bone friction sound from Huang Mao's hand.
Huang Mao's face turned red from the pain, but he still gritted his teeth and cursed in pain again, "Fuck you!"
"Apologize!"
Lin Yu said solemnly again, while the strength in his hands increased again.
The yellow-haired driver's fists were already rattling, his expression was contorted in pain, and he was sweating profusely.
But Huang Mao's driver was pretty tough. Even though he was in such pain, he still gritted his teeth and didn't let go at all.
"Still a tough guy?!"
Lin Yu raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "Let me see how hard you can be!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yu squeezed his palm hard.
Click!
The entire metacarpal bone of Huang Mao's driver's hand was crushed to pieces by Lin Yu!
"ah!"
The yellow-haired driver finally couldn't help but screamed, but Lin Yu still held his hand without letting go, and said in a deep voice again, "Apologise!"
While speaking, Lin Yu squeezed again with a little more force.
The yellow-haired driver screamed in pain and said urgently, "Sorry! Sorry!"
“In Chinese!”
Lin Yu said in a deep voice.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Huang Mao's driver did not dare to hesitate at all and hurriedly apologized loudly in broken Chinese.
"Should!"
"Let's see if you're still fucking tough or not!"
"This is hot summer, not a place for you to run wild!"
"Go back to your country now!"
The onlookers were relieved for a moment and cheered loudly.
"Let him go!"
At this time, Moro who was standing aside suddenly roared, took out a silver pocket pistol from his waist and pointed it at Lin Yu.