Chapter 428 You Wish

In the small park, Master Luo and Meng Fei retreated step by step.

Opposite them, hundreds of thugs gathered around with machetes and sticks, grinning.

"Meng Fei, remember what I just told you!"

Master Luo straightened up, took a deep breath, and said to his companions:

"I know you can get away.

Without me as a burden, it would be easy for you to get rid of them!

Who told you to be a thief king!"

Meng Fei cursed in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense! Although I am a low-class person, I can't do such a thing as abandoning my comrades and running for my life!

A bunch of little bastards, I really don't take them seriously!

I have seen a lot of storms in this life, and a small Xihe City can't keep our lives!"

Master Luo sneered He said unconvincedly: "Such cool words should be said by a tall and mighty positive character like me, it will be more exciting!

When a skinny thief like you says it, I always feel that it is not impressive enough!"

"Get lost!" Meng Fei cursed angrily, straightened his hunched back, stood in front of Master Luo, grinned and said:

"These years, I have been running around with my apprentices, practicing only skills and forgetting kung fu!

Tonight is a good opportunity to exercise, but I don't know if these little guys are qualified to let me let go!"

Pa pa pa!

Meng Fei clapped his hands and shouted to the thugs: "A bunch of little bastards! Come on, come on! Let me teach you how to fight!"

The thugs were stunned for a moment, and the long-haired leader shook his hair, grinned and sneered at Meng Fei and cursed:

"Old man, you are still so arrogant! Okay, since you are so eager to reincarnate, I will fulfill your wish now!"

A group of people rushed up shouting, but before Meng Fei made a move, Master Luo had already rushed forward and punched and kicked the guys!

The Silver Dragon master of Dragon Shield is indeed slightly inferior to Flanders in strength.

The premise is that he is over fifty years old and his physical strength is obviously declining.

Another point is that he has been injured for a long time and his strength is less than 60% of his usual strength.

If he was twenty years younger and his body was still in peak condition, even Flanders would not be his opponent!

Of course, even if he is old and weak now, he can still fight against a group of thugs, provided that the number of opponents is not too different.

Now it is obviously beyond this standard, there are too many enemies!

The two knocked down a group, and another group rushed up, as if they would never finish fighting!

Old is old, physical strength has declined greatly, and consumption is also great. With the physical strength of the two, they can hold on for less than a minute, and they will fall down without anyone's help!

I don't know how many times the two were stabbed, although they avoided the vital parts, but the blood spurted out like money, and soon they turned into two blood gourds!

Changmao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "You two old men are still tough!

If I didn't have so many brothers, I really couldn't handle you!

Old Cannon, right? Come on, keep fighting?

If you two can beat all my brothers down today, I will call you Master when I see you in the future!

It's a pity that you two can't even stand up now, right?

Then kneel down for me! Call me Master!

I have so many brothers, I can't play with you two for nothing!

If you two kowtow to our brothers one by one and call me Master, I will spare your lives!"

Master Luo and Meng Fei supported each other, their chests rose and fell like bellows, and they were almost out of breath!

Now, let alone fighting, they can't even use their mouths!

But although they were very tired, their eyes were still full of sarcasm, looking at the thugs around them with a disdainful sneer.

Changmao was enraged, holding a machete and stepped forward, gritting his teeth and cursing: "You like to laugh, right?

I'll let you laugh enough, and let you laugh every day in the future! Laugh every moment!

Open his mouth for me, open your mouth wider!

I'll open the corners of your mouth for you, and make you happy every day!

I'm such a good person!"

Everyone laughed!

Several thugs threw the guys in their hands, ran to Master Luo and Meng Fei, and held them down without saying anything!

Two more rushed up, pinched their chins, and then pried their mouths open with force!

Changmao grinned, wiped the long knife in his hand on the two people's bodies, and just as he was about to put it into Meng Fei's mouth, a siren whistled.

Everyone was shocked. How could there be a policeman?

Changmao was more experienced, and shouted to everyone: "Drop all your weapons and run!"

Everyone threw their weapons into the woods and ran away!

Master Luo and Meng Fei knew that reinforcements had come, so they breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, looking like they were exhausted.

After a while, the two stood up, and Master Luo said to Meng Fei: "Let's leave quickly while the police are out, otherwise we won't be able to leave!"

Meng Fei recovered a little strength and asked him: "How are your injuries?"

"I'm not going to die yet!" Master Luo covered his chest and waved his hand at him, looking indifferent.

Meng Fei pouted and said: "If you want to shout, just shout. There's no one here. Who are you trying to be a hero for!"

"Ah! It hurts so much!" Master Luo didn't pretend anymore, holding half of his body with both hands, and tears came out of his eyes in pain!

He now had new injuries on top of old ones, and he was like a rice bag with air leaking everywhere, and he couldn't even breathe comfortably.

Meng Fei supported him with satisfaction and said to him, "How good is this?

I'm annoyed by you Dragon Shield people. You look fearless even though your eyes are about to pop out of your head in pain!

Are you tired? You must be honest, just like me!

Hold on for a while. Go get the box first. I'll hire a car and we'll go back!"

Not far from the place where the car crashed before, Meng Fei helped Master Luo sit on the side of the road.

Then he ran to the curb on the opposite side and found the entrance to the sewer without the cement slab.

After a while, he came back with a box in his hand, which was the one he found in Jon's room!

Just after helping Master Luo up, both of them were stunned. They thought no one would dare to stop them, but now more than a dozen people suddenly appeared!

In front of them were Flanders and Jon, and behind them were Ding Jianhong and Meng Bufan, as well as eleven or twelve thugs, who came out from the darkness around them and surrounded Master Luo and Meng Fei in the middle.

"Give me the box! I will leave you two intact bodies later!" Flanders said to Master Luo and Meng Fei with a smile, as if he was coaxing two children.

Master Luo was unhappy and scolded him: "Do you want to be so stingy?

People have given you the things, but you still want to die?

You don't even know how to fool people!

You should say this: Give me the box, and I will let you two go later!"

Flanders was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the other party would bargain with him at this time.

He was a little amused, but he immediately changed his words and said: "Okay, just do as you want. Give me the box, and then I will let everyone let you go!"

Master Luo and Meng Fei looked at each other and scolded in unison: "Bah! Wishful thinking!"

Flanders: "..."

Aren't these two lunatics?

Why do you teach me to say these nonsense if you don't agree?

I can just grab it directly!