Different Xu Mo

Song Ligang suddenly appeared.

Making Lin Fan and Ma Qun who were behind him freeze for a moment.

But there wasn’t time for them to be dazed.

Song Ligang charged into the crowd.

With a fierce kick, he directly sent a punk holding a baseball bat flying.

That punk was like a kite with a broken string.

His body was violently propelled backward.

Bang!

He slammed heavily against the wall.

And let out a pig-slaughtering scream.

“Ah--------”

Song Ligang didn’t stop, turning to attack another group of punks.

Those few punks’ faces turned pale.

But once the fight started, there was no turning back.

“Damn it, stop him!!”

Lin Fan was nearly infuriated to death.

It’s that Song Ligang again!!!

He had experienced Song Ligang’s combat prowess.

Crushing these ordinary people wasn’t a problem.

Without hesitation, Ma Qun took the lead and charged forward.

As Ma Qun rushed over,

Song Ligang casually took down another punk.

Rendering him incapacitated.

This scared the remaining punks.

“If you’ve got guts, fight me, picking on them doesn’t take any skill!”

Ma Qun’s eyes were cold and sharp, delivering a heavy punch straight toward Song Ligang.

Song Ligang neither retreated nor dodged.

He threw a punch as well.

Boom--------

Fist met fist.

A dull collision sounded.

Both their arms were numbed by the impact.

Ma Qun’s face changed, and he viciously kicked toward Song Ligang’s crotch.

“How crafty!”

Song Ligang despised this kind of fighting method the most.

With a forceful step, he sidestepped,

making Ma Qun’s attack miss.

Then he threw a punch toward Ma Qun’s forehead.

Ma Qun reacted quickly, blocking with his elbow.

Song Ligang seized the opportunity, giving Ma Qun no chance to catch his breath.

His fists continued pounding toward Ma Qun’s forehead without pause.

In terms of combat power,

Song Ligang completely dominated Ma Qun.

Cornered, Ma Qun had no choice but to retreat. Song Ligang showed no intention of letting him go.

He kept Ma Qun pressed against the wall.

Only then did he stop.

Ma Qun was drenched in cold sweat.

No one had ever told him.

Song Ligang was this ferocious!!!

“You die!”

Taking the opportunity, Lin Fan delivered a fierce kick toward Song Ligang.

He had been watching from the side,

looking for a chance to strike.

Song Ligang was prepared.

However, he was still slightly late.

He took a kick to the abdomen.

Luckily, it was just a graze.

With forceful strides, he quickly moved to the other side.

Everything happened so fast and so suddenly.

And these punks had never seen such a fight before.

Even the bricks on the wall were shattered.

Too fierce.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.

Bare-handed combat could produce effects like a martial arts movie.

“What are you all standing there for? Hit him!”

Lin Fan shouted at the top of his lungs, using a hoarse, low voice.

Those punks came to their senses.

Their eyes filled with ferocity.

There were still five of them.

Five against one.

With weapons in hand.

If they couldn’t win.

They might as well go eat shit.

With Song Ligang holding off Crooked-mouthed Dragon King,

Xu Mo found it much easier.

Why five against one?

Because they never counted Zhou Qiaoqiao.

She was just a powerless girl,

what could she possibly do?

“Just stay behind me.”

Xu Mo spoke with ease.

Zhou Qiaoqiao nodded.

At the same time, she felt warmth in her heart.

Xu Mo’s figure, at this moment, appeared towering in her eyes.

Hmm?

Why not call the police?

If calling the police could threaten these guys,

they wouldn’t have started this in the first place.

Xu Mo took a deep breath, then his gaze turned cold.

Even clay statues have their limits.

Not to mention he wasn’t clay!

A baseball bat came swinging toward Xu Mo’s head.

With Zhou Qiaoqiao behind him,

Xu Mo neither dodged nor evaded. He raised his arm to block.

Clang----------

The baseball bat seemed to hit a steel block.

Xu Mo had thought it would hurt.

But in reality, he was overthinking.

The ancient martial technique of Iron Shirt activated.

The punk on the other side was dumbfounded.

Xu Mo appeared unscathed, with not even a hint of pain on his face.

Then this punk wanted to try again.

But it was too late.

A fist as big as a sandbag was growing larger in his vision.

The fist was like iron.

With one punch,

he was sent flying.

At that moment, he went stiff!

His body stiffened.

Falling backward!

Lying there peacefully.

Xu Mo hadn’t even used Bajiquan.

Just a punch with all his strength.

And it produced this effect.

Even Xu Mo himself couldn’t help but pause for a moment.

The remaining four punks couldn’t help but swallow their saliva.

Another punk held a small knife tightly behind his back.

If things got bad.

He could only use the knife.

“Attack together! Don’t give him any chance to rest.”

“He just took a hit from the bat. His arm must be crippled, he’s at his limit right now. Don’t be afraid!”

The punk leader who said this,

could only comfort the others like this.

But deep down.

He didn’t believe it either.

Xu Mo’s eyes were ablaze with killing intent. He acted timid because of plot reasons.

But it didn’t mean he was a saint.

“Idiots.”

Xu Mo casually commented.

With Tai Chi settling the world, and Bajiquan determining the foundation!

Xu Mo’s fists fell like meteors, his eyes sharp.

With Iron Shirt protecting him.

No matter if his punches struck others or were struck himself.

He felt nothing.

Action and reaction are equal and opposite.

Apparently, this doesn’t apply here.

If Newton knew, even his coffin might not hold him down.

Fists meeting flesh.

Every punch Xu Mo threw produced a blast of air.

These punks were dumbfounded.

Before they could even grasp the situation, one by one they were laid out.

Hunched over, like boiled shrimp.

The punk hiding in the back, waiting for a chance to ambush Xu Mo with a knife,

was completely dumbfounded.

Xu Mo was this fierce?!

Why hadn’t he heard about it before?

He had just zoned out for a moment.

And everyone was beaten down.

What the hell was he supposed to do now?

Xu Mo saw through this guy’s intentions.

Charged toward him.

The punk leader was stunned, hurriedly took out his knife and held it in front, threatening fiercely.

“Don’t you want to live, huh?!”

Seeing the gleaming, razor-sharp knife,

Zhou Qiaoqiao panicked, instinctively shouting: “Xu Mo, don’t go! Come back, it’s dangerous!”

And in that moment of panic,

Xu Mo took three steps in two strides to the punk leader’s side, raising his elbow.

The punk leader’s eyes flashed with viciousness. Holding the knife, he attempted to stab Xu Mo.

Xu Mo still neither dodged nor evaded.

Eight Extremes Burst--------

An elbow slammed into the punk leader’s chest.

At the same time, the punk leader’s knife stabbed toward Xu Mo.

The next moment, a crackling sound was heard.

The sound of bones breaking and clothes being torn apart.

The punk leader's knife flew out of his hand, along with the whole person flying out a few meters.

Spitting out blood.

Rolling several times.

Finally laid still.

“Xu Mo!!!”

Zhou Qiaoqiao’s voice trembled as she cried out.

It was a heart-wrenching pain.

Because she had clearly seen the knife tear through Xu Mo’s clothes.

She first closed her eyes in fear, unable to bear witnessing this scene.

Then quickly overcame her mental barrier.

Ran fast toward Xu Mo.

At this moment, she was already red-eyed.

Deeply blaming herself!

If Xu Mo got injured.

She didn’t know how she could face herself in the future!!!

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