Xuanyuan Mo glared angrily at the indifferent young man in front of him, and said bitterly: "Ximen Lang, right? You have the guts." He waved his hand, "beat him hard until he falls down and can't get up..."

Before Ximen Lang could finish his words, he stood up suddenly. He held a two-foot-long piece of wood in his right hand that had been hidden under the table and swung it out, hitting the opponent's head with all his strength. He thought to himself, aren't you the boss? I specialize in hitting.

Your head, strike first to gain advantage, strike later to suffer disaster, I'll beat you up...

A trace of shock flashed in Xuanyuan Mo's eyes. This kid is so stupid. He started fighting without making a sound! He hurriedly dodged, and although he avoided his head, his shoulder was hit by Mu Fang, which caused severe pain.

It penetrates into the bone and immediately swells to a high level.

Only then did the group of men react and rushed forward like a pack of wolves.

The opponent had a large number of people, and it would be very troublesome if it could not be solved in a short period of time. Ximen Lang knew this very well, and he quickly hit hard with his wooden square.

At first, one of the two people had his head broken and bleeding, and the other was hit in the right arm. They both screamed and ran to the side. I thought, I don’t blame Huang Mao for saying that this kid is ruthless, he really didn’t lie at all, it is true!

Xuanyuan Mo covered his immobile shoulders and cursed through gritted teeth: "Fuck him, break both of his legs. Damn it, this bastard is really cruel..."

Taking advantage of the large number of people, a group of Feihutang members rushed over and started to attack randomly. In the chaos, some fists and kicks fell on Ximen Lang, but for him who had received compulsory anti-beating training in the army, he could bear all these.

Stop. The wooden cube he was holding in his hand was life-threatening. If he hit it, someone would be injured and lose their fighting ability. In the blink of an eye, six or seven members of Feihutang had been hit and dared not come forward.

Huang Mao picked up a chair in his hand and quietly came to the area behind Ximen Lang. He did not act in a hurry, but cunningly waited for the opportunity. Just when Ximen Lang raised the wooden square and knocked down a boy on his right to the ground, he

He suddenly picked up the chair and threw it hard, shouting: "Go to hell..."

Seeing the shadow in the air, Ximen Lang instinctively dodged. Although his head was dodged, he was hit by the chair on the back. The wooden chair scattered under the impact. He staggered and almost fell down, trying hard to stand up.

Xuanyuan Mo saw the opportunity and kicked him in the air, hitting him hard in the stomach and knocking him to the ground.

A group of boys cheered and surrounded him, beating the drowned dog and kicking Ximen Lang violently as he fell to the ground.

Ximenlang wanted to struggle at first, but he couldn't resist the heavy kicks like raindrops. He could only hold his head with his hands and let them beat them violently. He felt severe pain coming from all parts of his body. It seemed that this body was not his own, as if

It seemed like it was in pieces, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

A group of boys kicked violently for a long time before finally stopping out of breath. Seeing the boy on the ground curled up motionless, some people began to panic, "Why can't this bastard stop moving? Is he dead?"

"The big kick we just gave would have left an iron man in pieces, not to mention that he is also made of flesh and blood."

"What can we do? We can't go to jail for killing someone..."

Xuanyuan Mo cursed: "What are you yelling about? How could you die so easily? Let me see..."

He walked up to the boy and was about to bend down to take a look. Ximen Lang, who was motionless, stretched out his right hand like lightning, grabbed his left foot and pulled him forward hard. Driven by the amazing explosive force, he actually fell on his back.

fell to the ground.

Ximen Lang roared and rushed forward like a tiger. He fired two iron fists left and right, hitting Xuanyuan Mo hard on the face, making him roll his eyes and almost fainted.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw those boys rushing towards him again. Ximen Langlai put a big hand on his throat and shouted: "Whoever dares to come up, I will strangle him to death..."

The boys were startled and stopped involuntarily. Looking at the guy with blood still coming from the corner of his mouth and his eyes red and fierce, they felt fear in their hearts. This guy was so tough, he was like a cockroach that couldn't be killed.

Xuanyuan Mo was riding on the ground, and a big hand pinched his throat like an iron pliers, making his face turn red as he struggled desperately. "Let...let me go..."

However, the more he struggled, the tighter the big hand tightened, so that his face gradually turned blue and he could not even speak.

The boys next to me were all frightened. Did this guy really want to strangle the boss to death?

At this time, they ignored the guy's threat and stepped forward one after another, trying to pull him off the boss.

Ximanlang said coldly: "I'll say it again, if anyone comes over, I will strangle him to death immediately..."

Everyone stopped immediately, and everyone was in a dilemma, fearing that this guy would suddenly kill the boss after being stabbed.

Xuanyuan Mo felt that he was about to die. He looked at the murderous young man above him with a pleading look in his eyes. He wanted to say, "Don't kill me, I surrender" but he couldn't make a sound at all. He really regretted it in his heart.

And, why do you want to offend this evil star-like guy!

Ximen Lang seemed to understand something from his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I will give you two choices now. One is to be my little brother, and the other is to be strangled to death by me. You can make your own choice." After saying this,

His hands relaxed a little.

Xuanyuan Mo suddenly turned back from the gate of hell. He didn't care about thinking and surrendered without thinking. He gasped and shouted: "Boss... I will hang out with you from now on..."

Ximen Lang smiled with satisfaction, feeling that the fatal injuries on his body had been relieved a lot, and said, "I believe you." He released his big fatal hand and stood up.

A group of Feihutang members nearby looked at the boss on the ground, waiting for his order.

Xuanyuan Mo waved his hand, "You all stand back, no one is allowed to touch him again."

The boys were stunned for a moment, then took two steps back as ordered, but still stared at the devil-like guy with eager eyes.

Xuan Yuanmo recovered and stood up with great effort. He was secretly surprised that the other party was far more ruthless than him. He felt that he would achieve great success in the future. Thinking about it carefully, it would not be wrong to follow him.

Thinking of this, he saluted the other party solemnly, "Boss."

The reason why Ximen Lang asked this guy to be his little brother was because he wanted to find a talisman for himself. With him and his younger brothers protecting him, he could basically stand firm in Nanfeng High School without being bullied. He said with a smile: "

Although you are following me around, we are all brothers, so there is no need to sound so serious."

Xuanyuan Mo thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll call you Brother Lang."

Ximen Lang nodded, "Okay." He thought to himself, this is a very appropriate name. I am indeed quite a prodigal!

"what's your name?"

"My name is Xuanyuan Mo."

Huang Mao saw that things had taken an irreversible turn, and his boss actually became the enemy's younger brother. He hurriedly said: "Boss, are you right? Do you really want that boy to be your elder brother?"

Xuanyuan Mo said: "Yes, Brother Lang will be my boss from now on. You are all my younger brothers. He will also be your boss. Call me."

A group of boys looked at each other and felt that the new boss was indeed bloody and good at fighting, so they could not succeed under him. They all saluted and said: "Brother Lang."

Huang Mao was dumbfounded, so he had to step forward to apologize and said: "Brother Lang, it's all my fault that I offended you, so please forgive me, please don't be the same as me."

Ximenlang smiled cheerfully and said: "We don't know each other without fighting. Let's forget about the past. We will all be good brothers from now on."

Huang Mao was relieved and said hurriedly: "Yes, Brother Lang is right, we will all be good brothers from now on."

Those boys had all beaten up the new boss just now, and were originally worried that he would retaliate in the future. Now they felt relieved after hearing these words. Their original worries disappeared without a trace, and they were also convinced by Brother Lang's demeanor.

Xuanyuan Mo checked the time and said, "Brother Lang, you haven't eaten yet, and none of us have eaten either. Let's go to the cafeteria to eat?"

After he reminded me, Ximen Lang felt his stomach growl, and said with a smile: "I'm so busy fighting with you that I even forgot to eat lunch, and my stomach is not dry anymore. Let's go, let's all go eat."

"Damn, I'm hungry too."

"People are like iron, and food is like steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will feel hungry..."
Chapter completed!