Chapter 63

When they go back, they have to take a bus for two hours to the town, and then transfer to the train.

The bus was driving on the road in the countryside. The monitor and his girlfriend had a good time. They bought a lot of souvenirs and looked through them with interest in the first row.

The driver suddenly cursed, and the bus braked urgently. Everyone rushed forward under the inertial action and hit the head of the previous game.

The monitor's many souvenirs were scattered all over the floor.

There were several people standing in the middle of the road, and there were several motorcycles parked beside the road, as if they were deliberately blocking them. A group of people got on the bus, holding iron bars and knives in their hands, knocking on cars and seats.

They were robbed.

Someone carefully opened his mobile phone, but was grabbed by a feminine man with a eight-character beard and threw it out of the window.

Isn't it a robbery? Su Qianmian's heart tightened, and she had a bad feeling.

Everyone was afraid. Some people pumped the cold air, but no one dared to resist. Because they understand,

The man with a beard came over and checked one by one. When he saw Xun Mochen, he grinned, "Oh, what a coincidence."

"I live in a hotel, take a train, Master Xun... No, it should be called Mr. Xun. Is this an experience of folk suffering? Well, if it hadn't been for the exact news, I wouldn't believe it.

Xun Mochen stood up and said, "What you are looking for is me. Get out of the car."

Su Qianmian subconsciously took his hand.

"Ouch! I didn't expect that Mr. Xun was still a righteous hero!" The yin and yang strange tone of the eight-character Hu is full of sarcasm.

Xun Mochen stepped under the car: "Where is Zhao Weihang?"

"Oh, that's the master. How do we know as servants?"

Xun Mochen hooked his lips: "Did you betray him?"

The eight-character beard was poked and a little guilty: "That grandson came to my brother to use him to deal with you. Do you think I will be so stupid to help him?"

"You are Zhang Yingzu." It's not doubt, it's sure.

Zhang Yingzu was obviously embarrassed and angry about who Xun Mochen didn't know who he was until now: "You! How dare you not know me?"

While talking, there was a faint siren in the distance.

Zhang Yingzu changed his face and shouted in the aisle of the bus: "Who called the police!?"

Naturally, no one agreed in the car.

Zhang Yingzu smashed the iron pipe on the car seat with a bang, which scared a girl to scream.

"What's your name!" Zhang Yingzu pointed the iron bar at the girl: "If no one admits it, I will beat her to death with a stick!" He can't tolerate someone stabing him in the back.

The girl was so scared that she was so scared that she was so quiet in the car.

"Why do you think someone called the police?" Xun Mochen looked at him with a smile on the corners of his mouth, bloodthirsty, mysterious and cruel.

Zhang Yingzu's face changed a little: Is it possible that he has fallen into Xun Mochen's trap? No wonder he will take a low-level trip that is completely out of touch with him... What if he is slandering himself? What should I do? What's going on?

The corners of Zhang Yingzu's mouth**: "Take Mr. Xun away!" And this woman!" After saying that, Su Qianmian kept sleeping.

Xun Mochen's eyebrows were ached, and he punched Zhang Yingzu's abdomen without warning: he didn't care what others said about the black punch. He just wanted the result.

Zhang Yingzu bent down in pain. Xun Mochen hit him on the back with his elbow and kicked him aside with his legs.

Hurry up! Accurate! Fierce! The momentum is fierce and the technique is old-fashioned!

Su Qianmian inspired the whole car between the electric sparks: "Hurry up! Take advantage of it now! Fight back quickly!"

"The police are coming soon! We can all subdue them together!"

With the overwhelming encouragement of Xun Mochen's overwhelming attack on the enemy and Su Qianmian, as well as the closer and closer siren, the young college students were no longer afraid and began to sharpen their knives and resolutely defeat the robbers.

Xun Mochen drove Zhang Yingzu out of the car, and several other gangsters also fought with several strong students.

Although there were many robbers and murder weapons in their hands, they lost their momentum. Several people had already wanted to pull out their legs and ran away.

Zhang Yingzu saw that he was about to die. His opponent winked. Several people surrounded Xun Mochen. Zhang Yingzu pulled Su Qianmian and got out of the car.

He pulled Su Qianmian on the motorcycle, looked back at the angry Xun Mochen, and smiled, "Mr. Xun, follow me if you have the ability!"

Xun Mochen's action was not gorgeous but fatal. He grabbed a motorcycle and chased Zhang Yingzu.

Behind him, a group of ruffian hooligans turned their horses up and screamed, and even several of them lay still. They didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

The person in the car was stunned: This man... is simply a hellishura!

Zhang Yingzu's group of followers, disabled injuries, and a few people who don't know where to escape, but he had more people at the beginning, and there are still about a dozen people holding steel pipes and knives.

Su Qianmian stood behind Xun Mochen and looked at him who was injured.

There is a river behind them, and I don't know where to go. In front of him are Zhang Yingzu and a dozen ruffians. Their eyes are not good, and they are determined to win.

Xun Mochen not only has a lot more injuries, but also has more burdens. If she wants to break through, it is even more difficult.

"As long as you tell me where my brother is, I will..."

Xun Mochen blocked Su Qianmian slightly: "Don't think about it." The answer is not negotiable.

Zhang Yingzu's face became ugly: "Isn't it all your instructions for my brother to kill and set fire? You pay for it, he does things, but in the end you want to kill him? Xun Mochen, you are really nothing!"

Xun Mochen said no.

"I won't tell you that I have all the criminal evidence about you hidden by my brother." Zhang Yingzu held a knife and approached: "Where is my brother!"

Xun Mochen squeezed his lips and still refused to say anything.

Zhang Yingzu pulled his hand slightly, and then suddenly pushed forward and gave Xun Mochen a knife.

However, Xun Mochen had quickly grabbed his wrist and skimmed it hard, and he staggered to the side.

Zhang Yingzu was so angry that he turned around and stabbed Xun Mochen's abdomen with a knife.

When Xun Mochen rescued Su Qianmian from Zhang Yingzu's motorcycle to his side, he was already injured and couldn't avoid it. He hummed. Zhang Yingzu pulled out the knife, and the blood dripped down from his waist and abdomen.

"You hide my brother, then give me the woman behind you, and I will consider letting you go." Zhang Yingzu smiled maliciously. He had long seen that Xun Mochen attached great importance to Su Qianmian and was happy to play this cat and mouse game.

Su Qianmian was frightened. In the first half of the step, he reached out and held Xun Mochen's slender fingers. Her hands are so small and hiss are so big.

Xun Mochen's body stiffened, then tightened his five fingers and held her hand tightly.

"It's really touching!" The eight-character beard covered his eyes with emotion, and his shoulders trembled violently, as if he were crying.

"Then let me be the bad guy and fulfill your two miserable mandarin ducks!" The eight-character beard put down, and a pair of excited and bloodthirsty eyes appeared: "I like tragedy best. The more beautiful it is, the more I want to destroy it, just like Zhao Weihang! Hahahaha!"

He waved his hand while talking nonsense, and a circle of people around him coaxed up.

The author has something to say: Dear friends, today is New Year's Eve. What are you doing? There is another update. Today's play is very interesting. Leave a claw print and reward others~ It's the end of the year~~ Uh-huh~~~ Play coquettishly~~