Chapter 260: Experts fight, bricks knock down

When Yamaguchi Feng and Yamaguchi Takaharu heard what Zhong Mo said and looked at the broken glass in front of them, their faces changed drastically and they took a breath of cold air.

Sure enough!

The man outside who looked gentle and refined but was actually rude and barbaric was the owner of the MPV!

Wasn't he in front? How could he suddenly appear beside him?

They couldn't help but look forward, but found that there was a big stone lying in the middle of the road, and the sports car they were riding just couldn't pass through!

He looked back a few times and found that the other four sports cars had disappeared!

"Baga Yalu, why didn't you remind me?"

Yamaguchi Feng yelled at the driver in front with dissatisfaction.

"Yamada-kun, I have already reminded you just now, but you were fighting and didn't seem to hear it at all, and, and this smell is too strong, I really can't stand it!"

The driver opened the door as fast as he could, covered his nose and rushed out, vomiting crazily.

But soon!

He was knocked down by the brick thrown by Zhong Mo!

As expected, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are afraid of kitchen knives. When masters fight, bricks can knock you down!

Yamada Feng felt that he was being implied!

He gritted his teeth, stared at Zhong Mo fiercely, and asked rudely: "Do you know who I am? Do you know what the organization behind me is called? You actually helped Ishihara Satomi and dared to smash my car. Today I will let you know my..."

"Kacha!"

Zhong Mo stretched out his right hand, grabbed the car door, and pulled it hard. Only a crisp sound was heard. The door of this Ferrari sports car had been easily removed by him!

"Gudong!"

Yamaguchi Feng's eyes were wide open, he swallowed his saliva, and stammered: "You, are you a human? I, am I dreaming?"

"Pa!"

He also slapped himself in the face.

It hurts!

A cold light flashed in Yamaguchi Takaharu's eyes, and his right hand suddenly flipped, and a sharp dagger had already wiped towards Zhong Mo's neck.

His movements were sharp, fast and fierce, and he was obviously a martial artist!

Zhong Mo was not angry but happy, and shook his head repeatedly and said: "Did you see it? I really want to reason with them, but they just won't reason with you, so I'm going to start self-defense!"

"Crack!"

The dagger in Yamaguchi Takaharu's right hand was still five or six centimeters away from Zhong Mo's neck, but his wrist had been grabbed by Zhong Mo. There was only a crisp sound of fracture, and his right wrist was crushed by Zhong Mo!

"Ah, it hurts so much, Baga Yalu, you bastard!"

How could Yamaguchi Takaharu bear such severe pain? He immediately screamed like a pig being slaughtered, and his face was as white as a piece of white paper.

This is not a fracture!

Instead, the eight bones in the right wrist have all become the size of peanuts.

Even if he is sent to the hospital now, it is impossible to connect it!

So his right hand is directly useless!

Zhong Mo's current strength is nearly 300, which is five times that of an ordinary adult. As long as the enemy doesn't use guns, he is not afraid of any challenge. Besides, is there any need to be polite to these members of the Yamaguchi Group?

He grinned: "Oh? You are not convinced? Then let's fight again!"

How could Yamaguchi Takaharu think that Zhong Mo was so scary? He was shocked and angry, waving his left hand, like crazy, and hitting Zhong Mo's chest hard.

Zhong Mo didn't even look at it, and directly raised his right fist and hit his left fist.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Only a series of crisp fracture sounds were heard. Yamaguchi Takaharu's left arm and left palm were all broken, and the degree of fracture was very serious. Each section was only about one or two centimeters.

In other words, his left arm has been broken into dozens of pieces. If you want to connect it completely, the chance is almost zero!

"Plop!"

Yamaguchi Takaharu fell to the ground in pain, like a wriggling earthworm, constantly making heart-wrenching screams, and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood in a row.

Yamada Feng looked at Yamaguchi Takaharu who couldn't even hold on for a round and became like this. His face turned pale, and then his crotch was wet, and then there was a smell of urine.

He was so scared that he peed his pants!

Although Yamaguchi Takaharu was his subordinate, he was proficient in karate, aikido and kendo, and his kung fu was not to be underestimated, but who would have thought that he was just a scum in front of this Chinese youth?

"Please, please, don't kill me, I won't dare to do it again!"

Yamada Feng raised his hands and begged bitterly.

As long as he wanted to teach Zhong Mo a lesson just now, he had already forgotten his ambition!

Zhong Mo pulled him out of the car, and then glanced at Xu Kang next to him. The latter immediately shifted the camera a little bit, just out of sight of Yamada Feng.

"Crack, crack!"

Only a series of fractures were heard, and Yamada Feng's two legs were actually broken by Zhong Mo.

"Ah, I, I have surrendered, why do you still want to hurt me!"

Yamada Feng's face turned pale with pain, cold sweats ran down his body, and he was twitching all over. He wanted to faint immediately, but he woke up in pain.

"Ouch, sorry, I stepped on you twice by accident just now, is it okay?"

Zhong Mo patted his head lightly and said apologetically.

Yamada Feng almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

I clearly saw you stepping on me on purpose, how did it become an accident?

But looking at Zhong Mo's murderous eyes, if he dared to say that it was related, he would probably die accidentally in the next second!

"That, that's okay, you, you are a good person!"

Yamada Feng was very frustrated, but he smiled carefully.

"That's good, our China has always been a country of etiquette, friends come to drink wine, enemies come to eat barbecue!"

Zhong Mo immediately showed a simple smile.

"Enemy comes to eat barbecue? So good?"

Yamada Feng was slightly stunned and asked with a puzzled look.

"It's roasted enemy meat!"

Zhong Mo glared at him unhappily, then stripped the three of them naked, tied them together in a shameful way, and there was a sign next to them - despicable and shameless life, cheating is male copper.

When Ye Zixin and more than a dozen criminal police rushed over, they found that there were a sea of ​​people here, and countless onlookers pointed at Yamada Feng and the other two, with unspeakable contempt and disgust in their eyes, and the Ferrari sports car was smashed to pieces by Zhong Mo and was completely useless.

Ye Zixin sighed softly at the criminal police officers next to her, and said faintly: "When will their show end? Why do I feel that with Zhong Mo, this bastard, our criminal police detachment will be out of work?"

"Zixin, they have only been on the air for four days, and the original plan was a month!"

A police officer next to him kindly reminded.

"Fuck, I thought it had been more than half a month!"

Ye Zixin couldn't help but curse in a low voice, then glanced at Shan Tianfeng and the other two, couldn't help but smacked his lips, and gloated, "Look at this little guy, how can he be a human being? Even worse than that Wang Guokang!"