After watching the seven people, Ye Wuque was a little disappointed. These seven people were obviously just a few thugs. Perhaps they were not regular gangsters. Their temperament was too poor and they were simply incomparable to the gangsters in the movie.

It was a waste of my expectations, and it turned out that they were all crooked.

Ye Wuque curled his lips boredly. He did not mean to get up, but looked at both sides without hesitation, guessing in what direction the plot should develop in next.

Just think it's just a show, but unfortunately there is no popcorn, which is a pity.

Ye Wuque looked at Zhen Zhizhuo not far away. He had already shrank at the window and had no choice but to retreat. He even hesitated several times during this period and wanted to jump down several times, but he still didn't have the courage.

However, the man who threatened to peel off the skin and cramped came in. Zhen Zhizhuo was forced to the Jedi. He was trembling and wanted to climb up the windowsill, as if he was really going to jump off the building.

There was a flash of indifference in the corner of Ye Wuque's mouth. He just looked at all this coldly, looking at the end of Zhen Zhizhuo, a person who does evil deeds, like a saint who overlooks all kinds of sentient beings, with no joy or sorrow in his heart.

"Hey, I'm really good at it. I really want to jump off the building? Want to die? You're so cheap. Brothers and I'll catch him for me. It's not that easy to die."

The leading man with a beard with a full face and dark skin, an elder rosacea holding a watermelon knife pointed at Zhen Zhizhuo, revealing a smoky yellow teeth. He was domineering and arrogant, obviously he was used to being arrogant on weekdays.

However, the cruel look that occasionally appeared in his eyes told Ye Wuque that this person must be a cruel and ruthless person.

Ye Wuque wrinkled and felt very uncomfortable. He seemed to be able to smell the bad breath of his face from such a distance.

The room was not big at all, and six or seven burly men covered in sweat suddenly rushed in. It would be strange if the air was good.

Two younger brothers who looked over 20 immediately rushed up with a scream, getting weak and getting injured again. After working hard for several times, Zhen Zhizhuo did not climb up the windowsill more than one meter high.

"Don't come over, don't come over, come over again, I will fight you hard. At worst, I will die. Whoever dares to come up? I will pull him on the back first."

Perhaps he was forced into a desperate situation, Zhen Zhizhuo took out a switchblade from his pocket, his eyes were bloody, and his legs were broken by the trapped claws, and then he met the wolf of the hunter who came to collect prey.

But the trapped beasts were still fighting, and Zhen Zhizhuo shook the bright switchblade in his hand, which really worked, making two thiefs who were in their twenties dare not come forward.

As the saying goes, if you are arrogant, you are afraid of being stunned, and if you are stunned, you will be extremely dangerous if you really want to die.

Even these gangsters who fight and collect protection fees on weekdays and smash the situation as usual don’t dare not ignore them. They are gangsters, not sluts.

"Get out, two useless things!"

Hu, who had a full face of the watermelon knife, walked up impatiently and kicked the two gangsters one by one. That kick was really strong enough that he almost kicked a gangster with a thin body and squatted one ass.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You, the surname Zhen, have gained skills. If you don't pay back your debts, you dare to touch my people? Boy, I'm standing here, you're here to stab me! If you have the ability, the white knife goes into the red knife, not only will I not touch you, but I will let you go. If you have the courage, you can come."

Hu on his face was indeed a bit stance. He stood about four feet away from Zhen Zhizhuo with disdain, carrying a watermelon knife on his shoulders, spreading his legs apart and wide shoulders. An arm covered with black hair pointed at his protruding beer belly. His face was not changed and his heart was not beating. It was obvious that Zhen Zhizhuo did not have the courage to take action.

"Brother Mao Xiong, don't force me. I really have no money during this period. It would be bad for you tolerate me for a few days? You can tolerate me for a few days, and I will pay back the money in a few days, really!"

Zhen Zhizhuo swallowed a few mouthfuls and begged.

"Not bad things, I'm calling out my ears when I hear this. Don't you have a knife in your hand? Come on, either kill me or I remove one of your arms first, there's nothing to say. But you can't die, after all, you still have such organs on your body worth some money..."

Brother Mao Xiong smiled cruelly, and looked at Zhen Zhizhuo with his small eyes, which made Zhen Zhizhuo tremble so much that he couldn't hold back the switchblade in his hand.

Ye Wuque nodded secretly when he saw it, and said in his heart: Why is Zhen Zhizhuo, a novice, afraid of these thugs, but not afraid of me?

It turns out that I still have a bit of a bandit temperament. I don’t expect this bear to say such a bloody thing so naturally and can make people shudder. This will change in the future.

"Brother Mao Xiong, please spare my life. It's not that I don't pay back the money, it's all that bastard, it's all that bastard has messed up my good things. If it weren't for him, I'd already got some money and I would definitely be able to exchange the money I owe you.

Brother Mao Xiong, you have to believe me. Haven’t I borrowed money from my boss several times before? Didn’t I change it all? It was all that bastard’s fault. He harmed me and blocked your way out.”

Zhen Zhizhuo slowly lowered the switchblade in his hand because he was no match for Mao Xiong. If he really dared to move the knife, Mao Xiong, the evil ghost, would definitely greet him with the watermelon knife in his hand without hesitation.

He was hacked to death and took him to sell organs.

In addition, his calf was injured, and his movements were inevitably affected. Choosing to take action was just a behavior of seeking death.

At this time, his mind was very fast, and with his hatred for Ye Wuque, he had a sudden inspiration to provoke Ye Wuque's fight with these people, and the best way to fight both sides was to suffer.

The thugs then realized that there was actually someone behind them, and they were shocked because they almost didn't feel anyone. At this moment, Zhen Zhizhuo pointed at him and followed the direction to see Ye Wuque sitting upright on the sofa.

This is really weird!

Mao Xiong turned around and looked at Ye Wuque. Seeing that Ye Wuque was thin and tender, his figure was not strong, and he had a scholarly atmosphere on his body. He was probably a student and felt relieved.

"Damn it, it turns out that there is still a breather here. What are you doing here? Do you think what this little guy said is that you blocked the man's way of wealth? Brothers, please surrounded him, don't let him run away."

Mao Xiong shook the watermelon knife in his hand, and the blade pointed at it, and several subordinates surrounded Ye Wuque in an instant, causing him to lose water.

When Zhen Zhizhuo saw the success that Ye Wuque and Mao Xiong confronted each other, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He kept shouting in his heart: Let's fight quickly, start fighting!

A good move will lead the water to the east.

Ye Wuque patted his clothes, without any nervous expression on his face. He slowly reached out to push a gangster thug in front of him.

The gangster thug was furious and smashed the steel pipe in his hand into Ye Wuque's head.

Ye Wuque reached out his hand with an expressionless face and grabbed the other end of the steel pipe like an iron plier. With a gentle force, the gangster was involuntarily driven to one side by Ye Wuque's power.

Although he was very shocked and angry, his face turned red with shame and anger, and he used all his strength to stop him, it still had no effect.

The power gap between the two sides is too big, and he is no match for Ye Wuque at all.

"Get out of here, the dog won't block the way!" Ye Wuque pushed the gangster back several steps, and sat down to the ground.
Chapter completed!