Chapter 83

"Xiao Bei..."

Lin Xiang heard the sound and ran out of the room, his face full of anxiety.

"Don't worry, then collect your things, I'll go out and stretch my muscles and bones." Chen Xiaobei grinned: "Oh, by the way, where is your mop?"

Lin Xiang hesitated: "In the bathroom..."

"Okay, do your own thing."

Chen Xiaobei took the mop and walked out.

At this time, more than ten strong men had gathered in front of Lin Xiang's house, all of them with big shoulders and round waists, and were aggressive.

This is not an ordinary gangster on the street, but a serious Jianghu powerhouse!

"Grandson turtle! You are so talented, you dare to come out alone!"

I saw a middle-aged man come out, shaved his head, wearing a black T-shirt, and his muscles were bulging like a bull.

"Who is the grandson of turtle scolding?" Chen Xiaobei raised his eyebrows.

"My grandson is scolding you!" the bald man shouted righteously.

"Hehe, it turned out that Turtle Sun was scolding me. I said why are you so noisy." Chen Xiaobei laughed mischievously.

"puff……"

Before the bald head could react, the strong men behind him couldn't hold back their laughter.

"You... you dare to call me a turtle grandson!" The bald head blushed instantly.

"I didn't scold you, you admitted it yourself."

Chen Xiaobei shrugged and said with a wicked smile, "You don't deserve to be scolded by me with your IQ."

"you you……"

The bald head was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and shouted angrily: "What the hell are you! You dare to play with Lao Tzu when you are about to die? If you don't get rid of you today, Lao Tzu will not be called bald head strong!"

"puff……"

Chen Xiaobei immediately burst into laughter upon hearing this.

1,000% of these two people don't watch cartoons, and they actually call themselves the bald head strong!

Simply stupid!

Chen Xiaobei directly suspected that the real purpose of his nickname was to laugh at his opponent and win without fighting.

"Haha... If you have a strong bald head, then there must be Xiong Da and Xiong Er?" Chen Xiaobei couldn't stop laughing.

"I'm Big Bear!"

"I'm Xiong Er!"

Unexpectedly, two strong men actually stood up.

"Pfft... Haha... How could Dongfang Yangwei send you guys over here... No way, I'm going to die laughing..."

Chen Xiaobei covered his stomach and laughed so hard that he burst into tears.

"What are you doing! What are you laughing at! We're going to fight now! Be serious to me!"

The bald head shouted loudly.

"Fight? Come on!"

Chen Xiaobei calmed down and let out a low roar.

The right arm swung the mop stick with the backhand. Because of the huge force, it caused a strong inertia, and directly threw the mop head out, impartially, and was stuck on the bald head strong face.

"What the hell! You're just courting death!"

The bald-headed Qiqiao, who was so angry, roared, "Brothers, give me a few, and stomped that turtle grandson to death!"

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen strong men around rushed towards Chen Xiaobei.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Chen Xiaobei didn't change his face, he danced the mop stick to make a beautiful stick flower, and he was very handsome.

Although he has just learned the "Arhat Stick Method", Chen Xiaobei has the sacred heart of Wenqu and has already grasped the essentials.

"The first style, the white snake vomits a letter."

Chen Xiaobei held the stick with one hand and stabbed forward, extremely fast and extremely accurate, directly hitting the first strong man's chest.

"Ow..."

The unlucky ghost screamed and flew out, clutching his chest, feeling that his heart and lungs were about to burst, and the strong suffocation made him almost faint.

"This... this kid is so strong!"

The dozen or so strong men in the back were stunned, completely not expecting Chen Xiaobei to have such strength.

"The second style, the autumn wind sweeps the leaves!"

Chen Xiaobei wouldn't give them time to be in a daze. He waved the mop and swept towards the next three roads of the strong men.

"Crack! Kick! Kick..."

Just hearing the sound of bone shattering sounded one after another, making people's scalp tingle.

The mop stick swept over, and the seven strong men in that range, or calf bones, or knees, were all smashed on the spot.

Covering the wounds one by one, rolling on the ground in pain.

"My God, this kid is really not ordinary! His strength is enough to compare with the four top bodyguards of our Honglie Group!"

"Brother Qiang... let's withdraw..."

"Brother Qiang, if we don't withdraw, we will suffer..."

At this time, the rest of the strong men began to cowardly, and they all retreated.

"Shut up! With so many of us, we were scared away by a little turtle grandson. How can I hang out outside with a strong bald head in the future? Give it to me..."

The bald head roared vigorously.

However, before he could finish speaking, he almost bit his tongue.

"The third type..."

"Fourth Form..."

Chen Xiaobei was like a god of war, and with just these two words, eight strong men fell to the ground.

They each covered their arms, stomachs, and thighs, crying so much that they couldn't even get up.

Without exception, all of them suffered internal injuries that hurt the muscles and bones.

In the blink of an eye, only Bald Touqiang and Xiong Daxiong Er were left standing.

"Brother Qiang... we... do we still want to fight?"

Xiong Daxiong asked nervously in World War II.

"Hit your sister! Run!"

The bald-headed and strong face was green with fright. Facing such a sturdy Chen Xiaobei, a fool would continue to fight.

After the bald head finished speaking, he ran away. The cruel words he let go just now were like farts and were forgotten to the outside world.

Xiong Daxiong Er was stunned for a moment, a little unresponsive.

At this time, Chen Xiaobei was already in front of him.

"The sixth form, the Zen master lights up the lamp!"

With a low roar, Chen Xiaobei danced the mop stick, from bottom to top, and suddenly provoked it.

"boom!"

Just hearing a muffled sound, the stick directly hit the big crotch of the bear!

"Ow..."

Xiong Da covered his crotch and let out a miserable howl like a rooster, his legs softened and he knelt down.

Xiong Er's eyes widened, and he clamped his legs consciously. Just looking at it made him feel pain.

"Why don't you run away?" Chen Xiaobei asked suspiciously.

"Hero spare your life! Hero spare your life..."

Xiong Er's heart trembled, and he knelt down directly, trembling and begging for mercy.

"If you are sensible, brother will spare you a dog's life."

Chen Xiaobei looked away, not bothering to hit him, and strode straight towards the bald head.

"Brother...forgive me...forgive me..."

The bald head ran as fast as he could, but he felt a chill behind him.

How could he be faster than Chen Xiaobei?

Can only choose to beg for mercy!

"Your request for mercy, brother will not accept it!"

Chen Xiaobei held the stick in one hand, bent his forearm back, and then slammed it straight forward.

"Arhat stick method, the ultimate profound meaning, hits Huanglong directly!"

"Poor!"

There was another muffled sound, and the mop stick stabbed the bald strong ass.

"Ow..."

The bald head gave out a pitiful howl like killing a pig, and the whole person fell forward, fell a sturdy dog ​​gnawing mud, opened his mouth, and two front teeth fell off.

"Uh! Ow... it hurts... it hurts me..."

What's even worse is that the mop stick penetrated into the flesh for three points, the wound kept spitting blood, the pain was so painful that the bald head was screaming and screaming, how sad it was!

"Well, this style goes straight to Huanglong, which is very much to my liking." Chen Xiaobei smiled.