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At this moment they understood that Mu Han was not only good at hitting, but also so fucking ruthless that his leg bones were crushed.

"Who else?"

Mu Han also had no expression on his face, no smile on his face, his voice was as cold as it was, and he said something softly.

And his word.

Fatty's younger brothers all took several steps back in an instant.

Every second.

Chapter 87: Not a good man and a believer

"Brother...brother, this may be a misunderstanding."

The fat man was also terrified, and he couldn't speak fluently.

The current situation is too obvious, Fatty and his group of younger brothers are not enough to fight at all.

Mu Han is too powerful.

This is not a problem that can be solved by quantity at all.

Although the fat man was speaking soft words, he was scolding his mother in his heart.

He never expected this kind of situation to happen. He really couldn't figure out why Mu Han was so good at fighting, and what kind of identity was Mu Han? Could it be a professional bodyguard or a special soldier?

Apart from these two points, Fatty really couldn't figure out what kind of profession he could play so well.

"Heh..." Mu Han finally showed a little smile: "Misunderstanding?"

But this smile makes people feel more nervous than a cold face.

"Brother, brother, if you don't fight, you won't know each other. How about I be the host." The fat man continued, "Let's go drink..."

However, the fat man hadn't finished speaking.

Suddenly, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the next moment, a fist magnified in front of his eyes.

"boom!"

The fat man lost consciousness instantly.

And Mu Han's fist, which was as big as a sandbag, was still in the air.

Mu Han punched the fat man's face, which almost deformed the fat man's facial features, and his nosebleeds were dripping out desperately.

"Noisy!"

Mu Han said something, then lifted his foot, and stepped on it again.

"Crack bang bang."

The sound of bone cracking could be heard again, but this time, there was no more tragic cry from the accident.

With one punch, the fat man passed out.

"Oh my God."

"Boss!"

"No, run."

The few remaining younger brothers were scared to pee in an instant, and their reactions were mixed.

Some reacted faster and ran away, while others were stunned and at a loss...

only.

There is no chance of running.

Mu Han moved again, his figure was fast, tossing and turning, the speed was so fast that his eyes were dazzled.

The one who ran first was also the first to be knocked down by Mu Han.

Don't let anyone who doesn't run away, no matter if it's a punch or a kick, once a move is passed, it will be brought down immediately.

"Plop, plop, plop..."

Fatty's group of younger brothers couldn't do anything except fall to the ground.

"Oh my god, it's so good to fight..."

"Good guy, who is this handsome guy, his skills are so awesome..."

"That's great, that's great, a group of gangsters have met their stigma... They've been abused, happy, happy..."

The passers-by, seeing this scene, hurried away immediately, because they were afraid of causing trouble.

After all, a group of fat people can't be provoked at first sight.

Moreover, he also sighed secretly, Mu Han was really unlucky to be blocked by so many people alone.

But in the blink of an eye, it suddenly became like this, so many passers-by couldn't help but stop and watch from afar.

At this moment, the dramatic change, one by one extremely unexpected, shouted happily.

In the Land Rover Range Rover, Song Curer watched this scene through the car window, completely intoxicated.