After The School Belle Emperor Bing Was Lost, There Was A Sixth Child Picking His Teeth.

Chapter 15 You Have Already Beaten Mr. Tang, But You Can’T Beat Me Anymore.

The moment Tang Tao waved his fist.

Chu Mo directly raised his foot and used the Moon God Lotus Shadow Step with all his strength. He directly kicked Tang Tao away with a flying kick, which was about to release his superpower.

The speed of flying upside down was several times faster than the speed he rushed up to, and afterimages appeared.

Bang——

Tang Tao was like an arrow leaving the string, drawing a beautiful parabola in the air and falling heavily to the ground.

He groaned on the spot and fainted without any reaction.

Until the end, his hands were still stained with a few strands of blue silver grass that had just sprouted, like bean sprouts.

"???"

"what happened?"

"Why did Mr. Tang fly out?"

Everyone was stunned when they saw Tang Tao lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Fuck! Third Young Master!"

The red-haired boy who had been following Tang Tao exclaimed and immediately stepped forward to check the situation.

And Ma Hongjun, who had just calmed down a bit and returned, his eyes widened in disbelief.

You must know that Tang Tao is the big sponsor of the Fire Phoenix Martial Arts School where he is!

This time I brought someone to help me, but there was a huge commission.

Now that the sponsor's father has been beaten to death, where will he get his salary?

Thinking of this, Ma Hongjun suddenly became furious.

Thinking again of my own mighty martial arts coach, how he was tricked by a senior high school student before he could even finish his harsh words?

The new hatred brought with it the old hatred, causing his blood to surge instantly, and he stared at Chu Mo fiercely.

"Son of a bitch!"

"How dare you..."

However, Chu Mo has never been in the habit of letting the villain finish his lines.

The moment the opponent turned his head back, he used his backhand to hit the opponent with five consecutive lightning whips, hitting the back of the opponent's head hard.

"You! You™... attack again..."

Ma Hongjun struggled to say half a sentence, then rolled his eyes and fell straight down.

Until the moment he closed his eyes completely, his mouth was still spitting out swill.

"Master Jun!"

"Zhuo! Damn you brat! Hurry up and take revenge on Master Jun!"

Seeing Ma Hongjun fainted, the people behind him suddenly became furious, shouting and swarming forward like hungry wolves.

In that case, I vowed to give this ignorant boy a lesson.

"Tsk tsk..."

Looking at the swarm of social youths in front of him, Chu Mo clicked his tongue and didn't take it to heart at all.

Except that Ma Hongjun, who took the lead, was a level 1 warrior.

The other guys are not even warriors, at best they are quasi-warriors.

It's okay to scare ordinary people, but in front of Chu Mo who has already half-stepped into the realm of warriors, it's not enough!

"Moon God Lotus Shadow Step!"

"Fuhu Fist!"

Chu Mo's figure did not retreat but advanced, his feet changed, and suddenly afterimages appeared one after another, wandering among the crowd like a leisurely outing.

"So fast!"

"ah!"

"Quick! Get out of the way!"

"No!"

These guys look like they have strength in numbers, but in reality that's all.

Gathering means swilling water, scattering means breaking baskets.

In front of Chu Mo's exquisite body and boxing skills, there was no chance to react, let alone fight back.

Especially the people who were at the front didn't even see the other person's figure clearly, and they were hit by a liver-exploding punch that made their eyes bulge.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight brothers had fallen to the ground.

"Enter...enter the micro level!?"

"Gulu~"

The few people behind looked at Chu Mo who looked like a god of war and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

They kept moving forward and froze on the spot, their fists still in mid-air.

Before I could take action, all the friendly troops were killed?

How to fight this?

Didn’t the coach say that he was just here to teach a student with some talent?

You call proficiency in micro-level martial arts "somewhat talented?" ’

Even if a level 1 warrior comes, I'm afraid he won't get any favors!

"Run! This is a monster!"

"The idea is prickly! The wind is tight!"

Don't dare to think too much.

The rest of them immediately turned around and ran away, only hating their parents for not giving them two extra legs.

But as soon as they turned around, a cold voice came from their ears.

"I've just finished warming up, and you guys want to leave?"

It was clearly June, but in the eyes of a few people, it seemed like they were in a world of ice and snow.

...

"Fuck!!"

Hong Mao, who was observing Tang Tao's situation, looked up.

Um? Where are my hot brothers?

Why am I alone all of a sudden?

Looking at Chu Mo getting closer and closer, Hong Mao seemed to see the hospital bed waving to him.

"bass!"

He stood up suddenly and stood in front of Tang Tao, his eyes firm as never before.

"Um?"

Chu Mo, who was moving his wrist, couldn't help but squinted his eyes.

I didn't expect this bitch to be brave enough to protect his master like this...

But before the thought could finish in his mind, he saw Hong Mao suddenly take out a small object from his pocket.

It’s an ear pick!

I saw him pick up the earpick and pick it with a few twists at his own ears.

There was an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"Hmph, don't you dare touch me?"

"My mother said that when someone is picking out their ears, no one can touch them!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, Chu Mo's face suddenly darkened.

What's the unlucky thing about riding a horse?

You're here to make a living, right?

He quickened his steps and was in front of Hong Mao in two seconds.

? ? ?

Seeing Chu Mo who was suddenly approaching at a fast pace, Hong Mao couldn't help but panic, and his expression changed from a worried expression to an instant loss of consciousness.

Why?

I've already done what my mother told me to do, but he still wants to do it?

He couldn't help but take a step back, his voice trembling.

"You...you have already beaten Young Master Tang San...but you can't hit me!"

"Oh no!"

Snapped--

From then on, there was one less person in the world who was willing to listen to my mother.

...

One minute later.

Chu Mo rearranged his clothes and walked out of the alley.

The slightly dazzling sunlight once again replaced the darkness and dampness, and the bad luck and smell of blood on his body seemed to be driven away at the same time.

"This dress seems a little too small..."

After patting the dust on his body, Chu Mo discovered that the clothes that originally fit him perfectly were now exposed at the cuffs.

“I didn’t expect Mengyao’s height-increasing insoles to be such a good thing~”

Yesterday, he was too idle and ate a lot of things at home.

Among them, an innocent insole suffered a disaster.

Thinking of the bursting texture that is comparable to 5A-grade wagyu, Chu Mo felt endless aftertaste for a while.

certainly.

New.

You don’t need the original insoles~

Although Gu Mengyao's feet do not stink, but have a faint girlish fragrance, but let Chu Mo, a grown man, eat the insoles of other people's shoes?

Sorry, this is not in line with the XP of Chutong Shoes!

"My original height was 183cm, but now I should be around 186cm, which is considered to be the level of a Tomato reader."

"And I'm currently in the growth stage. Even if I grow a few centimeters overnight, it's very reasonable..."

After muttering to himself, Chu Mo stopped thinking about it and walked straight towards the school.

Only the wailing in the alley behind was left.

"..."

Looking at the figure gradually walking away, a man in a black suit slowly walked out of the darkness.

"This boy's strength is really surprising..."

With a somewhat shocked murmur, the man in the suit took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

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