The richest man Yang Fei

Chen Mo squeezed his hand in response.

The off-road vehicle stopped, the doors on the left and right opened, and five burly men jumped out.

There was a clang and clang, and the men pulled out steel pipes and other convenient weapons from under the car seats.

The mouse swept left and right, then took a few steps forward without hesitation, stood in front of Yang Fei and Chen Mo, and looked at the visitor coldly.

In this case, there is no need to talk nonsense, just do it directly!

The cars stuck in the garage in the underground parking lot, as well as the taxis that appeared in time, are all good things done by these people without exception!

Yang Fei's eyes became sharper.

You can play business wars, product development wars, sales wars, advertising wars, public relations wars, and espionage wars, but you actually play this one?

This is beyond the bottom line of businessmen!

The five brawny men didn't speak, they rushed forward, raised the steel pipe sticks in their hands, and beat Yang Fei three.

The mouse entered the white blade empty-handed, raised his elbow, resisted the steel pipe that was smashed, and then struck out with a heavy punch, hitting the opponent's abdomen. After the fist was solid, it went up and hit the opponent's chin.

"Ah!" The strong man was dizzy, his body was swaying, and he couldn't stand steadily.

The mouse grabbed his wrist and wrestled the steel pipe from his hand.

Steel pipe in hand, even more powerful!

Two cars were blocked in the alley, and the road was so narrow that only one person could stand.

The mouse was in charge, and stopped all five people rushing over.

Yang Fei took Chen Mo's hand, hid behind, and said, "Chen Mo, you squat here and don't move, I'll help the mouse."

Chen Mo followed Yang Fei and had seen all kinds of fights. Although he was nervous and scared at the moment, he was not flustered.

She knew that Ma Feng and the others were in another taxi. Although they would be diverted by the driver, with Ma Feng's vigilance and responsiveness, they would be able to find them soon.

Therefore, there is actually not much time left for the opponent.

As long as Mouse and Yang Fei can last until Ma Feng and the others arrive, the situation will change.

"Well, be careful." Chen Mo held his hand without letting go.

When a woman is extremely nervous and afraid, she will be extremely dependent on the man around her, and will also have a unique feeling.

Yang Fei patted the back of her hand, and was about to step forward to help the mouse, when a strong man crawled over from the front cover of the taxi and beat her with an iron rod.

Chen Mo shouted: "Yang Fei, be careful!"

The other party came too suddenly, the only thing Yang Fei could do was to subconsciously raise his arms to block it!

The iron rod is so hard!

And Yang Fei's skin and bones are far worse than a mouse's hard prick, if he is hit in the arm, he will definitely break his bones!

The mouse was fighting with the strong man on the opposite side, and couldn't get away to save Yang Fei!

It's too late to say, then soon!

Chen Mo didn't even think about it, she yelled at Yang Fei, and then hugged him, her delicate body crossed in front of him.

The iron rod mercilessly smashed down, hitting Chen Mo on the shoulder.

There was a bang.

Yang Fei's heart is broken!

Chen Mo's whole body was numb from the pain!

She opened her mouth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it on Yang Fei.

Yang Fei was anxious and angry, and suddenly became malicious!

When people reach extreme moments, they don't care about laws and morals, they just want to kill people!

Taking advantage of the opponent's tricks, and it was too late to draw back the iron rod, Yang Fei grabbed the rod and pulled it hard.

The man was reluctant to let go of his weapon, and was pulled by Yang Fei, causing him to fall face down.

Yang Fei used all his strength to punch the opponent in the face.

There was the sound of a broken bone—the bridge of the opponent's nose was broken.

The opponent felt the pain and let go of his hand to cover his face.

Yang Fei took the opportunity to snatch the iron rod, aimed at his head, and hit him hard without thinking!

The hard ones are afraid of the evil ones, the evil ones are afraid of the violent ones, and the violent ones are afraid of the deadly ones!

Yang Fei was trained by his family as a reserve policeman since he was a child. He has flexible hands and feet and quick shots. This attack was ruthless, and his subordinates tried their best to beat the opponent without any resistance.

When two people fight, as long as one side loses momentum, it will become hopeless and just want to run away.

In this narrow place, where can he run?

Yang Fei hit the opponent's head a few times, then aimed at his chest and abdomen, and stabbed hard.

With weapons like sticks, the most powerful move is to poke!

The opponent was fought fiercely by Yang Fei, and was so beaten that he cried and cried, and nestled on the ground, holding his head in his hands, and curled up into a ball.

Yang Fei is not a good man and a believer. After he succeeded, he was afraid that his opponent would fight back, so he aimed at his calf bone and smashed it down hard. After hearing the sound of fracture, he knew that this person was useless and unable to fight back, so he gave up.

"Chen Mo! How are you?" Yang Fei asked.

Chen Mo supported the wall, squatted on the ground in pain, lowered his head, unable to speak a word.

Yang Fei's eyes turned red, and he kicked the person on the ground so hard that the person bowed into a shrimp in pain.

"Fei Shao!"

"Fei Shao!"

The anxious shouts of Ma Feng and Tieniu came over.

Yang Fei and Mouse responded at the same time: "Over here!"

Ma Feng and others rushed up from behind and surrounded several thugs.