I'm really not Aquaman Omega

Gong Zhengchu's worry is justifiable, after all, it is impossible for an omega to survive safely in this wasteland.

Xiaofeng snorted coldly, turned around awkwardly, put his hands on his chest, pursed his mouth and remained silent.

Gong Zhengchu didn't want to coax him either, just as he was about to leave, he heard a hasty knock on the door.

"Open the door! Open the door for me immediately!"

The fragile wooden door was slammed heavily, and it was wobbly and about to fall down.

Gong Zhengchu frowned, opened the door and saw four or five men with fleshy faces standing outside.

"what's up?"

The yellow dog hated Gong Zhengchu's indifferent appearance the most, he poohed contemptuously, pointed at his nose and cursed:

"The two boys behind you killed my brother, let them out, and I can spare your life!"

It turned out that one of the strong men killed by Xiaofeng was Huanggou's younger brother.

Gong Zhengchu turned his head and made brief eye contact with Xiaofeng, and he had a general understanding of the matter.

Gong Zhengchu was tall and tall, standing on the threshold, and asked condescendingly, "What evidence do you have?"

"Bah! What I said is evidence!" The yellow dog took out the big knife from his waist and yelled fiercely: "When I was here, you were not born yet!"

In the slums, there were always a lot of fights and fights, but few people dared to provoke this family. After all, the two brothers Gong Zhengchu had a great reputation.

Now, Gong Zhengchu was visited by people looking for bad luck, and even moved the guy, which is really gossip and anecdote.

"What are you looking at? Go away!"

The yellow dog saw people gathered here to watch the show, pointing from time to time, and raised the big knife in his hand to threaten.

Unexpectedly, the poor people onlookers were not afraid of him at all, instead of retreating, they began to add fuel to the fire.

A lean and thin guy yelled mockingly: "Yellow dog, do you have any kind? Do you want to fuck him? Give me a word!"

"That's right! You bastard, don't just talk but don't practice. If you kill the two brothers Gong Zhengchu today, we will call you brother dog!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone onlookers cheered and yelled at the yellow dog not to be cowardly, and to do it quickly.

An old man was squatting beside him, sharpening his knife while watching a good show, and a young child was leaning on his side.

Yang Xiu leaned closer to Xiaofeng without any trace, her cold fingertips were dripping with sweat.

Xiaofeng tightly held the big knife in his hand, turned his head slightly, and comforted him softly:

"Don't be afraid, the yellow dog dares to do something, I will let him go and never return!"

The yellow dog was roasted on the fire by everyone, and his eyes signaled to the subordinates around him, who rushed forward immediately.

Gong Zhengchu was furious, grabbed his neck with lightning speed, and lifted him into the air.

Everyone was in an uproar, knowing that lifting a strong man with one hand and making him unable to move was not an easy task.

Gong Zhengchu slammed his five fingers and shouted fiercely: "Yellow dog, you brought a bunch of scum to trouble me?!"

Hearing the sound of sharpening the knife, the yellow dog became more and more irritable. He raised his chin and bared his teeth and shouted:

"Xiaofeng, come out for me you bastard!"

"Someone saw you and that kid kill my brother with their own eyes. What are you still doing hiding in there?"

When Xiaofeng heard this, he stood beside Gong Zhengchu with a gloomy face.

The garbage dump was too empty. Although not many people went there, it was inevitable that they would not be seen.

Gong Zhengchu let go of his hand, stepped on the face of Huang Gou's subordinate, and rubbed it hard.

The so-called beating a dog depends on the owner's face. Gong Zhengchu wanted to trample on the yellow dog's face.