Chapter 270: Power of god

Threatening people with bread is ridiculous, but it is normal in the world of beggars.
The head of the teenager showed a ruthless color. An Mixiu had just bitten off a third of the bread just now. Even if they started now, when he rushed past, he could put a bread in a few seconds. Give it to finish.
"Even if you eat, we can open your stomach! You can't digest it in such a short time!"
Another thin, dark boy shouted fiercely.
Others have heard evil in their eyes, and they seem to think that this is normal.
The young leader's face was full of killings, and he waved, "Go, kill him!"
An Mixiu's expression changed abruptly, and he knew very well that if he ate it himself, this group of people could really cut open his stomach and take out the bread.
In Carlo City, the dark world is so cruel.
When hungry, even the cannibalism happened.
An Mixiu hardly thought about it, and took the bread in his hand and threw it toward the outside.
The group of young beggars stayed at the same time, and then rushed out in the direction of the bread flying out like crazy, and they were no longer in charge of Amy and Oliver on the ground.
Seeing this, An Mixiu quickly rushed to Oliver on the ground, picked him up, and ran away in the other direction.
"Ann, An Mixiu, you are fast, run fast! Wait, wait for them to come back, we can't leave any of them!"
The young Oliver coughed up blood while struggling to push Amisu away.
An Mixiu didn't say a word, but with a little effort just recovered, he helped Oliver to run out.
"An Mixiu!!"
Oliver shouted angrily with blood on his face.
An Mixiu still ignored Oliver, but with almost all the strength of the body, he dragged him and ran forward.
At this moment, An Mixiu suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind him.
Then his body fell uncontrollably towards the ground, and even Oliver with him rolled to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the gang of young beggars punched and kicked around them, using their full strength with each stroke. An Mixiu and Oliver were beaten around like a rag pocket.
An Mixiu suddenly rushed to Oliver, protected him with his own body, and withstood all the attacks of the young beggars.
"Yeah, it's quite loyal, then just beat him one."
The young leader came in with bread at this time. He took a deep breath of bread, with a pilgrimage, and then quickly grabbed a large piece of stuffed into his mouth and swallowed it, looking at the young beggar beside him. They swallowed.
Seeing that the body could not support it, An Mixiu suddenly opened his mouth and said, "I still have food."
The young beggars froze at the same time, stopped the beating movement, and quickly searched on An Mixiu's body, but found that there was nothing at all.
"Say, where did you hide the food?"
The young leader stepped on An Mixiu's head, stepped his face into a pile of rubble on the ground, and asked fiercely.
"In the....."
An Mixiu opened his mouth several times, and each time he wanted to say the position, his voice became very soft, making it impossible for him to distinguish clearly.
The young leader squatted down, reached out and grabbed An Mixiu's hair, hated, and said, "Speak louder!"
An Mixiu's right fist suddenly flew, and punched hard at the throat of the young leader.
The young leader responded very quickly, and he immediately turned his head away in a hurry.
However, due to the close distance, he still couldn't avoid it completely and was hit by a fist on the face.
The young leader screamed, covered his face violently, staggered back.
Blood was dripping on his face, and An Mixiu quietly grabbed a sharp piece of rubble on the ground when he was beaten and rolled. At this time, the sharp edge protruded from the finger joints and severely cut the face of the young head.
If he had reacted a little slower just now, the sharp rubble might only have cut his throat.
"Give me all! Kill this bastard!!" The injured young leader covered his face and yelled like crazy.
An Mixiu's move just now has exhausted all his strength, and at this time there is no ability to resist.
Seeing the young beggars rushing up and kicking him again, An Mixiu killed his teeth, and the body guarded the vital point, neither begging for mercy nor making any noise.
However, this beating didn't last long, because the young beggars were all hungry stomachs, where can they get up.
Now the bread was held by the young leader again. Although they were playing An Mixiu, they stared at the remaining half of the bread.
Slowly, they became more and more tired, and they could hardly exert any strength in the back.
"Go away!" The young leader covered his wound, picked up a stone from the ground, and walked to the front of Ami, who said with a terrible face, "Dog, you dare to count me!"
The young leader shouted angrily, grabbing An Mixiu's hair with one hand, and lifted the stone in his hand to smash it against his head.
Unexpectedly, at this time, An Mixiu did not know where the strength came from. He looked up sharply, hitting his head where the young leader was just injured.
"what!!"
He screamed while covering his face, and the rest of the young beggars looked at An Mixiu, chilling in the bottom of his heart, and a fear came out for no reason.
"I killed you! I killed you!"
The blood flowed across the young boy's head, but his expression was firm and mad. He raised the stone high above his head, and then slammed it down on his head.
At this moment, a breeze suddenly passed through the abandoned house. At night, the cold night seemed to enter the cold winter, and it became extremely cold. Everyone suddenly fought a chill.
The stone on the young leader's hand was about to touch An Mixiu's head, but at this time it seemed like he had been sedated, and he couldn't divide it down any more.
A figure slowly walked in from outside the abandoned mansion. His pace was slow, but every step of the walk, the slight footstep sounded like thunder to all the young beggars, and their faces were all white.
Chen Luo walked slowly to the front of An Mi, and with his right hand flicked gently, the young leader burst into a cloud of blood mist without any warning, and drifted into the air.
The young beggars who saw this scene all had shocking expressions on their faces. Such a weird situation, the two battles that scared them all, instinctively wanted to turn around and run away.
But what made them even more frightened was that they were so frightened that they wanted to run away, but their feet couldn't move for half a step, like being nailed to the ground.
When Chen Luo waved his hand again, he saw that An Mixiu's injuries recovered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and in an instant he became intact.
Everyone present, including Amishu and Oliver, who had fallen to the ground, were stunned.
They don't need to think about it and know that it was caused by the mysterious man in front of him. ?
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