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973, six punches

Seeing his cousin leading three girls into the garage and disappearing at the corner of the first floor of the brigade, and the gangsters behind him did not separate them to intercept them, Wang Bo's remaining breath finally completely vomited out. He made excuses to send the people around him away continuously, not for the sake of being embarrassed, but for the sake of running away like a dog in a broken family, but he didn't want to distract him, and he was dragged down by Gu Dong and Gu Xi.

Wang Bo looked at the three gangsters who followed them like followers, and the three of them stopped leaving, standing in groups under a scenic tree on the roadside twenty or thirty meters away from him, looking at him leisurely, looking at him like a cat playing with a mouse. The three gangsters pointed their fingers at him standing in front of the security pavilion, while opening their mouths together and making silent words. Even if Wang Bo didn't know how to read lips at a slightest, he could tell the three lip words by his mouth:

Coward!

"Come here!" I guessed that the girls had almost gotten into the car, and Wang Bo no longer had any worries. He stretched out his right hand and pointed at the three of them, with his palms facing up, and his four fingers bent twice in his direction. Then, he turned around like a flying look and ran towards the garage.

The three munchies originally planned to keep consuming Wang Bo, and to waste the little face who only dared to hide under the woman's crotch, but they didn't want to be a coward and couldn't speak out. Suddenly, the guy who was brave enough to wave to him and provoke him.

"Dog/Day, finally a man!" The three cubs thought, but the next moment the other party ran away, only stunned and stunned. After reacting, they cursed on the spot:

"My/Day! A man is a hammer! Still a pussy!"

"Chasing, I'll chase you! Chase and kill this dog / Japanese!"

"Kick him duck! Damn, four beauties around you, aren't you afraid of losing your life? I'll definitely kick this dog/dream duck when I wait! It's so jealous!"

The three of them cursed and followed Wang Bo to chase him.

Wang Bo ran across the road and ran directly to the garage under Deyi World across the road. The only "uninhabited" place he could think of at Jiefangbei. The parking lot under Deyi World was very large. Wang Bo deliberately did not go to the place where he parked, but walked towards another opposite, deep inside the garage. While running, he was worried that he would run far away and the three people behind could not see their own shadows. They also ran and stopped, constantly watching from behind.

"Coward, stop me!"

"Run, run for me! If you have a road in heaven, you don't go, hell has no way in! If you run around, I can't do anything else to you, but you run towards the garage! If you are trying to die, no wonder we are!"

"court death!"

“…”

The shouts kept ringing behind Wang Bo, and they became louder and louder. Wang Bo looked around and saw that there was no one around except the car, so he stopped directly.

"Hehe, run, why don't you run?" The two or three hundred meters of running, which made the three cubs who didn't exercise very vigorously run out of breath and exhausted. Especially the tallest and burly "tattoo man" running in the front, standing about ten meters away from Wang Bo, leaning on his knees, opening his mouth, and sticking out his tongue, breathing like a dog, obviously very tired.

"Fight the outside but the other!" Wang Bo looked down on his heart, and was too lazy to say more nonsense. He accelerated and rushed directly towards the fearless "tattoo man" in front.

The "tattooed man" saw that the "little white-faced man" not only refused to beg for mercy, but instead rushed towards him with courage and gestured. He was shocked, and a look of disdain immediately appeared on his face.

"Overbial ability!" The tattooed man said something in one sentence, raised his right hand and wanted to give the young man a warning.

However, just half of his right hand was raised, and before he could slap his palm, he saw a black shadow attacking his face like lightning. The tattooed man subconsciously wanted to hide, but he couldn't dodge at all. The black shadow was directly printed on his left face like a steel seal. The tattooed man who was punched and his entire head and most of his body were tilted to the left by Wang Bo's straight punch with the help of a straight punch. Before he could adjust his body, he got another shot on his right face. Under two punches, the tattooed man felt the sky spinning, his eyes were filled with stars, and his mouth of blood and two or three grooves flew into the air.

"Bang--" The tattooed man fell to the sky.

The "golden chain" and "yellow-haired" who were still behind saw the "little white-faced" rushing towards their elder brother. One of them was wrong and their elder brother was knocked down by the young-faced. The two of them had wide eyes, and they were anxious and angry, and they couldn't believe it at all!

"Brother Long——"

"You turtle son dares-"

The two of them were shocked and angry, and they rushed up to Wang Bo without thinking. The golden chain started to kick him from afar, while the other person raised his fist and raised it high, hitting his head like a walnut with a mace.

"Trump!" Wang Bo whispered, slid and walked away from the side of the body, and then made progress, and a right punch accurately hit the Jinlian's face. The Jinlian staggered, and a mouth of blood and several grooves flew out of his mouth like a tattooed man just now, and then it softened to the ground.

The last yellow-haired man saw Wang Bo breaking the ground with just one punch, and finally panicked.

"You, he/mom, don't come over, come over... I stab you to death!" Huangmao saw that he could not beat the young man with his fists and feet, so he hurriedly reached out to take out the Swiss army knife he carried with him.

Seeing that Huangmao was wearing a knife, Wang Bo looked like a sudden look and rushed straight to Huangmao. The back of his fist came first, and a left hook punch hit the right face of Huangmao who had just touched the Swiss army knife out of his jeans pocket. Wang Bo hated the other party that dared to use a weapon. He took advantage of the other party's death to use two consecutive punches before the other party fell to the ground, and hit the yellow-mao in the face, squirting out a broken teeth.

Six punches, three people, in less than ten seconds, all of them were knocked down! Looking at the three cubs who shrank into shrimps on the ground, holding their heads and humming, unable to get up at all, or dare not get up, Wang Bo really felt the huge gap between practicing, having a posture, and having no practice, and jungler punches, to some extent, the number of people cannot make up for.

Before hitting someone, he had no habit of talking nonsense; after hitting someone, he had no habit of talking nonsense. After the rabbit rose and fell, Wang Bo looked at the three dragons not long ago, but now they have become insects. He tidied up his collar, jumped on the spot twice, tilted his head, and ran towards the way he came lightly.

After running dozens of meters, Wang Bo turned around and saw that the few people still had not gotten up, and no one ran up to attack. So he completely relieved, shook his arms and started running outside the garage.
Chapter completed!
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