Chapter 404: Be conscious

"Brother, here is under siege. Hurry up and leave." A man with green hair in a flowered shirt, saw Feng Chen approaching here. He held a cigarette in his mouth and walked towards Feng Chen with a big swing. , Said to Feng Chen.
"Don't understand what I'm saying is still embarrassing? Hurry up." The green-haired man saw Feng Chen looking at himself a little stupidly, but he stunned for a moment, then extended his right hand and pushed Feng Chen.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Feng Chen's face, yes, he was smiling.
He wasn't a grin from his heart, but a anger!
"Fuck, aren't you sick? I'm talking to you, don't you hear me?" The green-haired man took a sharp sip of the cigarette in his mouth, angrily.
And some of the green-haired men shuffled in confusion: "I am grass, do you dare to laugh? Rip his mouth!"
All of them are unreasonable, it seems that the fun of Feng Chen is a little fun for them.
The green-haired man heard the voice of his brother behind him, and it seemed that Feng Chen's behavior made him look shameful, annoyed, raised his hand, pressed down to stop the noise, closed his eyes and stared at Feng Chen. "Give you ten seconds, get out of here, or I won't mind sending you to the hospital to lie down."
Feng Chen ignored the words of the green-haired man, but instead looked at the green-haired man behind him, and began to count: "One, two, three ... sixteen, eighteen, twenty-two!"
What is he doing? Lu Mao behind you foolishly look at me, I hit you, do not understand what Feng Chen is doing.
"Exactly, plus you, twenty-three!" After Feng Chen finished counting, he said so coldly to the green-haired man.
"I'll go to your mother, dog-damn stuff, find it!"
The green-haired man spit out the cigarette in his mouth and yelled at Feng Chen, then took off the steel pipe from his waist, choked up, and hit Feng Chen's head.
If this steel pipe is smashed without breaking a brain crack and blood flows, it will have to smash the sealing dust with no fighting power.
The half-meter-long steel tube was almost blown into the eyes of Feng Chen by the whistle of the green fur, but it was no longer possible to be half an inch.
The green-haired man exerted his power to feed, and no matter how he struggled, the steel pipe remained motionless, to no avail.
He took a look at it, and saw that Feng Chen's gripped the front end of the steel pipe, and a funny smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, only a bang was heard.
Lu Mao ’s shocked expression was still frozen on his face, and Feng Chen lifted a foot, slamming it on the stomach of the green hair man. This is not the end. Feng Chen grabbed the hand of the steel pipe and gently In the latter area, the green hair man suddenly leaned forward.
"Snapped!"
Feng Chen's backhand was a big mouth. This heavy slap broke the nasal fan of the green-haired man, and his nose blood spewed out.
Immediately, I heard a bang again.
Feng Chen struck another leg on the green-haired man's abdomen. The green-haired man flew out like a football and landed far ahead, falling in front of these confusing, and then spit a blood again from his mouth. .
The green-haired man who fell to the ground curled up and struggled a few times. Due to the severe pain from his body, he couldn't stand up anymore. He covered his lower abdomen and grinned hard at the younger brother behind him. One sentence: "Kill me to death, why is he dying?"
These lunatics were said by their own brother, and they came back from shock, one by one with anger on their faces, and seemed to want to tear Feng Chensheng in general.
"Kill this aggressive and avenge your brother!"
I don't know who shouted so much in these rumblings, and rushed towards Feng Chen with a steel pipe.
Feng Chen's mouth tilted, twisted his neck, pulled his wrists, and then stood still.
The one rushing in front scooped up the steel pipe and smashed it towards Fengchen.
Feng Chen's figure was slightly on one side, then his right hand clasped the jumbled right wrist and dragged it backwards. The junk was directly taken by Feng Chen to the volley, grabbed the steel pipe in his hand, then raised his foot and kicked in On his lower abdomen, this movement became as skilful as flowing clouds.
The was immediately kicked by Feng Chen to a height of about three or four meters, and then she did not care about the bastard's life.
Feng Chen held a steel pipe in his hand. For the twenty or so rambling rushed in front of him, he rushed directly into the crowd without flashing. Within a minute, there was a sound of ping pong. Feng Chen simply groaned and fell to the ground, groaning on the ground while covering her wounds.
After knocking them all to the ground, he lifted his feet and walked towards the green hair man, walked to his side, and smiled at the green hair lying on the ground and curled up with a smile: "Know why I just Do you want to count? "
For the green-haired man at the moment, this smile was just his nightmare. This smile was just the smile of the devil. He swallowed and was afraid to die, and he shook his head with great effort.
Feng Chen looked around, and then smiled lightly: "I'm counting me to pack up your garbage and see how much time I waste, not much, just waste me a minute."
"Do you still want to take me to the hospital now? It's quite embarrassing! Ah ..." Feng Chen picked up the steel pipe and drew it directly on Luma's leg, scolding while pumping.
Every time the steel pipe was pumped, these groaning eyelids groaning on the ground leaped, followed by a groan in their hearts, and Luma struggled to beg for help, wow shouted, and had no resistance like the abused prisoner.
"Quick .. Express ... alarm!" The green-haired man covered his face with both hands, afraid that Feng Chen would hit his face, and growled at his own hands.
"Alarm, I'll go. Do you have any mischief, or do you have any social awareness? In such a society, you should be beaten."
Feng Chen first froze, the steel pipe in his hand never stopped, and kept greeting the green hair man.
Feng Chen is like a devil in the eyes of the multitude. They would rather be arrested by the police than it would be better to fall into the hands of Feng Chen, at least not to be beaten.
"Let's talk, who asked you to come?" Feng Chen gave a few successive blows, his hands were aching, he threw the steel pipe aside, and his face was somber and said lightly.
"Brother ... No. Uncle, it was Brother Bophie who paid us to invite us. This is really not what we wanted to do, Brother. All of this was done by Brother Bophie."
Lu Mao heard the words and said quickly, for fear of speaking slowly, and suffered so many times.