Chen Le didn't care about anything else, and rushed towards the blue T-shirt man next to him with the yellow hair.

This led to himself, the yellow-haired, and the blue-sleeved ones, falling to the ground together, creating a gap in their encirclement.

At the same time, he shouted, "Go, go!"

Chen Le had no time to see if Xia Shengbing had left.

He has tried his best to open the gap.

He didn't care about it, but rode on the yellow-haired body and punched him in the face.

Then I was immediately overwhelmed by the blue T-shirt gangster.

The yellow-haired man wanted to get up immediately. Chen Le knew the principle of capturing the king first to capture the thief. He tried his best not to let the yellow-haired man get up, and he would suppress him even if he died, so that Xia Shengbing would leave first.

"Draft it?"

Huang Mao cursed and punched Chen Le in the forehead.

Moreover, not only the yellow-haired and blue-shirted gangsters, but when they saw Chen Le and the two of them were pounced on each other, the others also came up to help.

Chen Le didn't know how many fists and flying legs he had been hit on the back, on the back of his head.

Although he tried his best to suppress the yellow-haired man, his fists were hard to beat four hands, not to mention that there were 16 people here, and he was immediately kicked to the ground and beaten by several people.

On the head, face, body, arms, thighs, and calves, I don’t know how many kicks I have suffered.

Especially the yellow-haired man was still shouting, beating, and beating me to death!

Chen Le could only protect his head with his arms and endured it for countless hours.

It was not until at some point that all the attacks came to an abrupt end, and Xia Shengbing's cold and crisp voice sounded again in his ears that he reluctantly took away his arm.

Chen Le slowly opened his eyes, with his cheeks that were bruised and swollen, and had a bit of nosebleed. Under the bright moonlight, he clearly saw Xia Shengbing's figure standing in front of him.

Xia Shengbing held his hands like this, looking down on him with a majestic look, and said lightly, "It's so ugly. With this skill, you also want to be a hunter. Isn't this waiting to be eaten by the prey?"

Chen Le looked around in confusion and found that everyone was lying down, lying on one side, chanting in the powerless gentleman.

In the whole audience, Xia Shengbing was left alone standing there.

It was under the silver moonlight, a figure as beautiful as an elf goddess...

The cold sound also sounded again.

"Forget it, for your commendable courage, I won't say anything about you this time. Anyway, nothing you say can't change the fact that you are weak and incompetent."

“…”

Chen Le blinked his swollen eyes.
Chapter completed!