Chapter 89 Why Are You Always so Frizzy

Mother Wen and Wen Cheng turned pale with fright, and their eyes were full of helplessness and despair.

Wen Muchu's eyes were red, and his body was emitting cold air. He jumped up and rushed to the man, clenching his fists and smashing the bridge of the man's nose.

"court death……"

Wen Muchu's shot was ruthless and accurate, and he moved quickly and neatly.

He didn't give those people a chance to react at all. He smashed the man a few times, and the tall man was smashed and could not get up.

Wen Cheng's eyes lit up, and he shouted with joy.

"elder brother……"

Mother Wen's eyes were full of worry, and whispered, "A-Chu be careful..."

Wen Muchu glanced back at them, nodded slightly, then turned around, and threw his fists at the other two men.

The two men reacted immediately and stepped forward to fight with Wen Muchu.

But Wen Muchu's skills were neat and his shots were ruthless and accurate. They were obviously not his opponents.

Three times, two times, these three big men who were still clamoring just now were beaten by Wen Muchu and lay on the ground, clutching the wounds of their bodies, rolling all over the floor and screaming in pain.

Wen Muchu clenched his fist, raised one foot, and stepped on the face of the yellow-haired man.

"Do you still need honorary fees, mental damage fees?"

The man was beaten with gold stars in his eyes, blue nose and swollen face. He looked at Wen Muchu, who was condescending, so frightened that his soul disappeared.

However, how could he be willing to return without success, so he grinned and roared with a trembling voice.

"You...Are you going to kill me? Come on, I'm going to kill you, hurry up and call the police, this family, the woman sells fake goods, and the man kills, it's really unreasonable, there's no king It's legal."

The other two men were all wailing and crying and playing rascals. They were the most handy.

"I broke my leg..."

"My stomach hurts so much, come here, I'm going to die..."

Mother Wen was so angry that she gritted her teeth and scolded, "You...you rascals, it's too much..."

"I'm too much? You are obviously selling fake goods to me. You are breaking the law. You wait for me to go back to the police and send someone to arrest you. And now your son almost killed us, you and your son are waiting together. Go to jail." The yellow-haired man roared loudly with a trembling voice.

Mother Wen was so frightened that her face was pale, her legs were weak, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Wen Cheng cried and quickly supported Mother Wen: "Mom..."

Wen Muchu's face was so gloomy that he raised his foot to kick the yellow-haired man in the face.

Lan Xiao frowned and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

"Senior Wen, wait a minute..."

Wen Muchu frowned slightly, looking at her limping over, suddenly a little annoyed in the bottom of his eyes, and whispered: "Don't move..."

Lan Xiao was so frightened by his stern roar that he shivered, and suddenly stopped in place, not daring to move any more.

It's just that her feet didn't know what she stepped on, and she stumbled a bit. If Wen Muchu hadn't come over quickly to support her, she would have smashed a dog and eaten shit.

"Why are you always so frizzy?" Wen Muchu glared at her with anger brewing in his eyes.

Lan Xiao touched her nose and sneered with some guilty conscience. Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of an object under her feet that almost tripped her.

This thing is strange, like a copper furnace. The height is about 7 cm, the length is about 13 cm, and the width is about 7 cm.

Lan Xiao picked it up suspiciously, turned it over, and held it heavy in his hand.

"What is this?"