Li Mochen and his group soon arrived at a relatively hidden open space in the alley. At this time, someone actually brought "tools" for them, including baseball bats, ice hockey hockeys, steel pipes, etc., which were held by eight black teenagers and surrounded Li Mochen.

Li Mochen looked around intently and found that these people were still very good at choosing places. There were high walls on all sides of the place, which could isolate peeping from almost all angles, and the place was also hidden enough.

At this time, with his thoughts, the four walls were quietly covered with a layer of thin ice.

According to what he learned, this can isolate the detection of infrared thermal imaging machines.

But around Li Mochen, those fierce-looking guys did not notice the strange changes around them at all.

"Do you know? boy, you have to thank your loyal brother William. On Thursday, the guy rushed directly to our hip-hop club and threatened us on the head. He said that if we do anything to you, he wouldn't let us go. Is he very manly right? He dared to provoke Hancock and seek his own death."

"That guy is the real good luck. Miss Louise is protecting him. We can't look for him now, so we can only vent our anger on you, boy, this is your misfortune."

"Originally we were only going to break your hand, but Hancock said this time that if you don't break your hands and feet, no one of us will want to get goods from him tonight."

When Li Mochen heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He didn't expect that the injury on William Jacques's face would have been hidden on Friday last week.

These people are not clear about their words, and he still can't figure out what's going on for the time being. But it doesn't matter, he will understand later.

"Are you just talking nonsense with dog-mouth?"

This sentence obviously angered the people present. But this was exactly what Li Mochen thought, and no matter whether anyone witnessed it, he was not allowed to take action first.

"Hey! I'll say, my classmates, no matter what you want to do, please hurry up? I'm in a hurry now and don't have time to chat with you."

"Fake, Fake Squid!"

One of them had a heavy breathing that was clearly audible: "It seems that Olek was right. Your shit-head really needs to be stuffed into the toilet and brushed!"

Some people prefer to do more than talk. There were two sticks, one in front and one behind, and they smashed towards Li Mochen. However, they did not see the scene of Li Mochen wailing in pain, and only heard the sound of the "tent". Two figures flew out, directly hitting the wall in a large shape, and then slowly slid down. Two blood marks were dragged on the wall behind the two of them, their eyes were confined, their faces were blue and purple, and they were all dizzy.

“Why?”

"Fake"

The remaining six people here were all stunned and confused. They looked at Li Mochen, then at the two dizzy companions on the ground, their eyes full of confusion.

Li Mochen took a baseball bat he snatched and gently threw a stick flower.

"Everyone, I don't know if I'm lucky now, but I think you must be unfortunate. I'm afraid I have to say sorry to you, I have a bad temper now."

‘Bang’!

There was another muffled sound, this time, a man on the left was kneeling on the ground. His right leg had already shown abnormal twists and turns, but although this person opened his mouth, he could not scream. The huge pain made him lose his voice for a moment.

"You bitch raised it! Farke squid!"

The young man with a nose ring was completely angered, and he walked forward fearlessly, and hit Li Mochen's head with a sudden stick.

But the ice hockey hockey in his hand suddenly flew up before it could fall. His whole person seemed to be hit by a car driving at high speed, hanging on the wall behind him. His legs were twisted abnormally, especially as his body slid down and his feet touched the ground, the man immediately screamed like a pig.

And this tragic situation also made the remaining four people look pale and their eyes are filled with fear. Almost no hesitation, they all started running out like crazy.

Unfortunately, they were almost Li Mochen. Ten seconds later, all four of them were knocked down one by one without exception.

Li Mochen had no sympathy for these guys. He had already learned that these were all scumbags who were selling drugs among students and luring female classmates to sell their children.

Although in Ameriga's law, these guys are still minors within the scope of the Minor Protection Law, and they are also objects of rescue and forgiveness. However, these guys are not willing to die in the realm of the Original Dome.

When they hit these people one by one, Li Mochen grabbed one of them again.

"Can you tell me? What the hell happened on Thursday? I mean my good friend William Jacques."

The black boy with a twisted face was hesitant for a moment, and tamed under Li Mochen's sharp gaze: "That day William broke into the hip-hop club to look for Hancock, and he thought you were missing."

"Are you beaten up?"

Li Mochen laughed instead of anger because there was a warm feeling in his chest.

"So I think his injury should be very serious at that time?"

The black boy with red hair didn't know how to answer for a moment. But the severe pain from his legs then made the boy scream again, and Li Mochen actually pinched his wound with a smile.

"I want to hear the truth, man, would you tell me?"

“Yes, yes!”

The boy almost cried: "When he was carried out, his legs and right hand were broken. But when he arrived at school the next day, he was fine. I don't know why, I think it was Louise."

Li Mochen was no longer interested in listening and let go of his hand: "Then please tell your head, that is, Hancock, I will reappear in him what he did to William."

After saying this, Li Mochen cleaned up again on the spot. He tried his best to erase the evidence that might be unfavorable to him, and then slowly left the scene. When he walked out of the alley, Mike Ross was already waiting for him at the entrance of the alley.

"What did you do to them, did you?"

Mike looked into the alley with some concern: "If it is too much, it may cause trouble. Too much defense and injury are all violations of the law. They will also ask you for a considerable amount of money. If their lawyers are strong enough, Andre, you will be in trouble."

Of course he was not worried about Li Mochen, and he had known that the guy beside him was actually a terrifying beast.

Li Mochen walked to the public telephone booth next to him without caring about it and called the nearby police station. The reason why it was not a hospital or 911 was because he planned to let these guys suffer for a while.

He then answered Mike's question, "Almost all of them broke their legs, but I left no evidence. The tools used by the other party, there were no witnesses, no fingerprints left, and I even cleared the footprints. Also, from now on, you can call me Amer, I prefer others calling me that."

"Okay! Amo, but many people saw you and them walking in, and you called the police."

Mike Ross was amused and laughed at this: "This is not a matter of fingerprints and evidence, you can't get rid of the relationship. To be honest, I really don't understand your thinking logic. Last time, it was obviously a self-defense counterattack, but you were going to destroy the body, but this time you took the initiative to get into trouble."

"The problem is that I don't want my enemy to be able to judge my true strength through that guy's body. And last time I was a murderer, but this time I was an injury. The nature is different, and the size of the trouble is also different. If I am suspected of murder, no matter whether it is a self-defense counterattack or not, I may not be able to participate in the next Mos individual competition? To be honest, at that time, I couldn't even afford bail, which is very important to me boy."

Li Mochen laughed: "I know I can't completely get rid of the relationship, but can't it be done by others? For example, the Iron Blood Lion Tooth, the Black Iron Knight?"

"Ha? What is that?" Mike was confused.

"Have you not seen the latest comic heroes? I mean those heroes who are brave enough. Otherwise, the Black Prison Skeletons can do it, they are going to fight, aren't they?"

Li Mochen looked at Mike Ross sideways: "Do you think the jury will stand on the side of my student who has both parents and good academic performance, or do you want to sympathize with a group of drug trafficking garbage? They took the initiative to find me, right?"

"I probably know what you mean."

Mike already understood: "If you are really sued, I will use this defense strategy. Also, if a policeman comes to the door, you must remain silent and wait for my bail to know?"

Li Mochen originally planned to refuse, but then he remembered the more than 10,000 golden shields in his pocket.
Chapter completed!