My Iron Suit

"Is it a gun? I also have it."

Chen Mo’s voice fell, and the two pistols appeared in their hands in an instant. A few people had not had time to react. Chen Mo’s double guns opened, “Hey! Hey!” “Hey!” “Hey!”...

A series of fierce gunshots sounded closely and briefly, and all the gunmen on the Johnny side were kneeling with their arms in pain, and all the guns in their hands fell to the ground.

In just one moment, the situation in the field was reversed again.

The pistol, which still had a white smoke at the muzzle, was randomly placed on the coffee table in front of him. Chen Mo glanced at the Johnny holding his arm and his forehead covered with cold sweat.

"It seems that I still have the final say here, what do you think?" Chen Mo asked.

"Yes...Yes!" Johnny felt that his back had been soaked in cold sweat. The **** was obviously a martial arts. How was the gunshot method so abnormal? I just didn't see it clearly, and all of my own people were shot.

Yu Guang swept the pistol on the coffee table, and Johnny, who was completely stunned by Chen Mozhen, did not dare to die again.

"Then you can go, don't send it." Chen Mo waved.

It didn't seem that Chen Mo had let go of himself so easily. When Johnny took a look, he reacted and quickly greeted his hand and fled.

"The owner, just let them go?" When I was pointed at by the gun, a few people in Huang Wei also had a cold sweat, but they did not back down. Chen Mo was satisfied with their performance.

Chen Mo knows what Huang Wei means, and he is afraid that they will come back for revenge. "It is not the time." Chen Mo picked up the coffee that Albert had just poured and took a light drink.

Old Albert was the most calm except for Chen Mo. In addition to the Gunnie the gun, he tried to stop in front of Chen Mo and was stopped by Chen Mo. He quietly stood behind the coffee pot and stood behind Chen Mo. .

Outside the martial arts hall, Steve watched a group of gangsters rush into the martial arts hall, worried about the safety of the people inside, and was preparing for the police. After a noisy fight, the inside was calm.

Steve was a little overwhelmed, and a burst of intensive and short-shot gunshots made Steve's face change, thinking that the gang had shot and killed.

Soon a group of people retired and quickly left here. Steve hurried to the martial arts hall and, with a sly mood, put his hand on the door that had been mysterious in his heart.

The hidden door was easily promoted. It seems that they were very anxious to leave, and even forgot to close the door of the "crime scene", Steve's bad feelings became stronger.

Steve in the heart, imagining all kinds of possible scenes, Steve stunned at the moment when the door was completely open. There was no corpse, no blood flowed into the river, and the people in the room were intact around the sofa. Talking about something, hearing the sound of his opening the door, a few people turned around and brushed his head and looked at him with strange eyes.

Looking at the scattered blood on the ground at the door, Steve reacted. I am afraid that I had an oolong. The mafia were not eager to leave the crime scene, but were fleeing by the people in front of them!

I want to understand Steve’s face under the eyes of Chen Mo’s eyes. “That, I... I just saw... the door is not closed...”

Steve knows how to explain, rushing into other people's homes, can't say that he thought they were all killed, and the expression on his face was very exciting.

"Come in." Chen Mo looked at the thin figure at the door. His face looked a little embarrassed, but he still couldn't cover the kindness and integrity in his bones. If others had long since escaped, they would never come.趟 This beach is drowning.

"You saw the gang coming in, and heard the gunshots, afraid that we have an accident?" Chen Mo told Steve the truth.

"Yes... yes, sir." Steve felt relieved and glanced at Chen Mo.

"Come and sit down. Eddie, help him get a cup." Chen Mo invited.

Steve didn't go, so he just came in. At this time, he had the opportunity to take a good look at this mysterious martial arts hall. The independent practice room was covered with thick floor mats. There was a small platform in the corner of the hall. The spacious hall was covered with solid wood flooring and neatly placed against the wall. There are several weapons racks on the ground, which are filled with various lengths and weapons, and most Steve have never seen them.

Only a set of sofa coffee tables was placed in the window, and the layout of the entire martial arts hall was very simple and clean, and there was no grandeur that Steve imagined.

Steve tempered for a long time before he sat down in front of Chen Mo. The old butler of the white hair poured him a cup of coffee and then withdrew several other people to clean up the hall that was messed up by the mafia.

"Chen Mo, Huaxia, the owner of this martial arts hall." Chen Mo raised his glass to indicate Steve also tasted.

"Steve Rogers, from Brooklyn, an ordinary worker." Steve did not feel inferior because of his own worker's identity, took a deep breath, let go of the embarrassment just now, Steve calmed down, not humble, After introducing myself, I took a sip of the coffee in front of me and the whole person relaxed.

This is like the Captain America in memory.

"You are not like an ordinary worker." Chen Mo said with a smile.

"I just don't know how to be afraid." Steve thought of his thin body, some self-deprecating.

"We have an old saying in China, and the narrow road meets the brave." Chen Mo's language is as warm as a long-awaited elder.

"There are a lot of powerful people, but there are very few people who really have the courage. It is the most important thing for a strong person."

"Those people you saw outside, do you think they are strong?" Chen Mo asked, raising his finger.

Steve recalled what the mafia looked like. "They are very strong and there are so many people."

"But they are defeated, and they are more powerful than them. www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is no courage to resist, and they run away like cowards, so they are all weak. And you have a brave heart. So in my opinion, you are stronger than them." Chen said by default, Steve said.

"But my body..." In fact, Steve is not willing to admit that he is a weak person, so he fights again and again.

Chen Mo waved his hand. "The body is external and can be strengthened through exercise. What is important is that you have the courage to fight against your own powerful enemy. You can live without fear and die in the face of desperation!"

Steve’s eyes are bright, isn’t that just saying himself? It seems that he is not nothing. Steve’s inner desire to become stronger could not help but be stronger.

"So, can I learn from you?" With courage, Steve asked Chen Mo a little embarrassed.

Chen Mo nodded affirmatively. "Of course, you are very talented."

"But I don't have money." Steve said with some loss.

"I still have an apprentice here. In addition to studying martial arts, I am also responsible for hygiene and chores. I don't have much salary, $50 a month. What do you think?" Chen Mo did not give him a high salary at once, accepting him can be said to be Paying attention to his talents, excessive giving will only make people feel doubtful.

"Really? Thank you, I will work hard!" Steve said excitedly.

The salary here is much more than he used to work in the factory, but he can also learn to become a strong man. Steve feels that his life has a brand new beginning. He is grateful to Chen Mo and secretly vows to work and study. Don't live up to Chen Mo's trust.

After Steve left, Chen Mo finished the last bit of coffee in the cup and got up from the sofa.

"Eddie, let me go out."