One who didn't pay attention, was pulled off the motorcycle and fell to the ground. Under the action of inertia, he slid to the ground and slid to Chen Mo's feet.

Infused with true energy, he flicked the rope, and it hit the faces of the other two like a long whip with a whistling sound of wind.

After two crackles, the other two were also pulled to the ground.

One of them had a little bit of luck, and was crushed to the leg by the out-of-control motorcycle. He was crying in pain and pushing the motorcycle on his body.

Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead. It seemed that the motorcycle crushed his leg bones, otherwise it would not have been so painful, and because of the pain and exertion, it was difficult for him to move the motorcycle. Powerless.

The two teammates stood up, wiped the wounds on their bodies, felt the burning pain from this position, and shouted, "You damn bastard, I want to make you look good!"

As he spoke, he took out the dagger he carried with him and stabbed at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo shook his head helplessly for the two people who couldn't see the situation clearly. This is because their heads are full of muscles!

He stretched out his hands, pinched the wrist joints of the two people, and then turned and sent the dagger into the heart sockets of the two people. It was just Tai Chi's help, and both of them died in their own hands.

With two bang bangs, two bodies that had lost their strength slid to the ground, opened their mouths, and blood gushed out from their mouths, and they no longer had the strength to speak.

After finishing the two, Chen Mo walked towards the tragic man.

"Don't! Don't kill me!" The other party saw that Chen Mo had simply dealt with the two companions. Knowing that the visitor was not kind, he dragged his injured body back in horror.

"If you want to come to the same words, you haven't heard them once or twice! As long as you can say that you have been lenient, I will..."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Ah--"

Chen Mo stepped on the opponent's injured leg, and then said, "Don't be so anxious, I haven't finished talking yet! By the way, I won't let you live!"

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Looking at the face that has changed several times, Chen Mo increased the strength of his feet, and said jokingly, "Why, are you getting angry? I know you still have a dagger hidden behind your back, let's make a final fight!"

Chen Mo flirted with the other party condescendingly, looked at the changing expression, let go of the tight wound, moved to the knee of the other leg, tipped his toes, and with all his strength, he crushed it directly with a crackling sound. The opponent's kneecap. ☆Miscellaneous "magazine" bug☆

There was another burst of howling, and this time he finally couldn't bear it anymore. Under the stimulation of the pain to the bone marrow, his ferocity was suddenly aroused, and he forgot about the other party's terrifying methods just now.

It's a pity that the gap in strength is there, like history repeating itself, he stepped into his teammate's footsteps, stabbed his heart, and took the opponent's life.

Chen Mo has never tried such a scene of massacre, but after reading the memory of the other party, he feels that it is necessary to repay the other party in the same way.

After solving the three, Chen Mo picked up the motorcycle that had fallen to the side, straddled and sat on it, and headed towards the information obtained by the other party. It is said that he had seen Kenshiro in the direction of the right hand when he came just now.

The three of them went to confirm it. As for how to repay, as long as the three of them didn't go back, wouldn't it be the best reward?

Just look at which team did not come back, everything is clear, the area patrolled by the team is the place where Kenshiro haunts.

After 5 minutes, Chen Mo rushed to catch up with his own IQ, driving a poor-quality motorcycle on this dilapidated road that can't even compare to a country road, isn't that a crime?

Throwing the motorcycle away, and walking forward again, half an hour later, I saw a faint fire on the Gobi desert. It seemed that someone was sleeping in the wild. Going to see who they are is always useful. Thinking of this, Chen Mo couldn't help speeding up his pace a little.

When Chen Mo arrived here, he happened to see a black-haired man with thick eyebrows and black hair who was dressed in a blue practice uniform, drove away seven Mohawk minions, and rescued a pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

With this look, combined with the memories he stole, Chen Mo is [-]% sure that this person is the Kenshiro he is looking for.

"That one over there, don't hide anymore!" Kenshiro said with a wary face after finishing off the young man.

Chen Mo was also very surprised by Kenshiro's spiritual perception. He came over quietly with Lingbo microsteps, and did not make any abnormal noise after concentrating his breath. Could this be the person rolling on the tip of the knife and me, the flower in the greenhouse? gap?

Seeing that he was discovered, Chen Mo stopped hiding, walked out of his hiding place openly, and said, "I said I didn't have any malicious intentions, do you believe me?"

"I don't believe it!" That's what he said, but Kenshiro's muscles had already relaxed, and he obviously had no intention of doing anything.

Chen Mo asked curiously, "If you don't believe it, why don't you do it?"

"Because you have black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin!" Kenshiro gave Chen Mo a rather unexpected answer. From the memories he acquired, Chen Mo found that it was really hard to find people with the same hair color and skin color. Do you know your hometown?

"Oh, well, what a surprising answer!" With that said, Chen Mo came to the campfire and sat down on his own.

At this moment, there were four people sitting in front of the bonfire, two of them were fateful mandarin ducks rescued by Kenshiro, one adolescent boy and one loli period girl.

"Why did you run out? There must be something valuable on you, right?" the boy Barto (Pade, also called this) said, living in the end of the world, hoping to squeeze some oil from the opponent's hands Come out, even if there is Kenshiro in the team, they will not be very comfortable.

"How could there be! It's not easy to escape from the village!" the man who had a hard life said with emotion.

"It turns out he is also a poor man!" Barto said disappointedly, losing interest in squeezing.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of messy footsteps in the distance. Looking at the sound, under the dots of fire, there were figures and groups of people rushing here.

After hearing the movement, Barto said to himself, "Hey, who is here?"

Chen Mo didn't care much about these little things, he leaned on the rock wall and closed his eyes to rest his mind as if he had nothing to do with himself.

After the people holding the torches approached, Barto realized that these people were just ordinary villagers, not those violent elements.

Pa, something unexpected happened to Barto. The middle-aged man who was walking in the front shouted, "What are you doing!" He came to the woman and raised his hand, which was a loud slap in the face.

The man caught the woman he loved and asked, "What are you doing?"

The assailant yelled back loudly: "I am his father!"

"Do you know what you have done?" Another young man said, and hit the man with a stick.

Kenshiro couldn't see it, so he came to the stick-wielding man in a flash, stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist, turned his strength, his arm was weak, and the stick fell.

"Okay... it hurts, he is my younger brother, this is our housework, idlers should stay away!" The man rubbed and rubbed his painful wrist and said loudly.

Hearing this, Kenshiro also fell into a dilemma, let him use force against the sky, and could only retreat when facing housework.

Next, Chen Mo watched with great interest the people who came to bully the weak and fear the strong, and prepared to use his daughter as a bargaining chip for him to settle down.

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