"Stop!"

Dong Wenfeng landed steadily and chased the thief in the direction of escape.

However, the thief can really run very fast, and there are accomplices. When he saw Dong Wenfeng coming, he scattered and ran away.

Dong Wenfeng was divided and lacked skills. He could only hold down one person to chase him until he reached a small alley. There were no people. The thief stopped panting.

"Fuck, your mother, just him, a broken mobile phone, you chase me so far?"

The thief didn't think so. He didn't have the consciousness that the thief had been caught. As he said, he also stared at Dong Wenfeng: "what are you looking at? Look again and dig out your eyes! "

Dong Wenfeng laughed angrily.

I've seen horizontal, but I've never seen such a horizontal. It's really admirable to be a thief.

But admiration belongs to admiration. What should I do and what should I do.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Dong Wenfeng pushed the thief against the wall with one hand. The huge force made the thief unable to move. His arm was pinned behind him, which made him show his teeth in pain.

"Mobile phone." Dong Wenfeng stretched out his hand.

"It's not with me! You made a mistake! "

Dong Wenfeng naturally didn't believe it. He directly touched it. The thief was itchy and couldn't help laughing.

"That's all?" Dong Wenfeng looked at the things in his hand and sure enough, there was no mobile phone.

The thief looked dissatisfied: "I said no, you don't believe it, give it back to me!"

Dong Wenfeng ignored him. An object found from the thief attracted his attention. It was a unique material, like a rag with strange patterns, which seemed to be part of a map.

"Where did you get it?"

The thief was even more dissatisfied. He wanted to reach out and grab it. Dong Wenfeng pinched his arm and screamed in pain: "I said I said I stole it, I stole it."

"Where did you steal it?"

"Forget it. Anyway, I stole it at that time. I think it's very old. I didn't intend to lose it."

Dong Wenfeng nodded and directly put things into the cloth pocket. This rag is not a rag. It is just one of the maps that Dong Wenfeng and the old man bought at the auction venue last time. It is said that there are at least seven or eight maps, one of which can be touched. Dong Wenfeng won't miss it anyway.

"Why are you like this? That's my stuff! "

The thief was still chirping. Dong Wenfeng immediately stepped up his efforts, and the other party was honest immediately. When Dong Wenfeng was going to ask where the mobile phone was, the thief suddenly became proud.

"Hum, let you be arrogant. Now my brothers are here. Are you arrogant?"

Dong Wenfeng looked back. It was the thieves who ran away just now. They were looking at themselves with a fearless smile. Dong Wenfeng understood this posture. He wanted to fight.

"You want to hit me? Come on, stop talking nonsense. "

Before the group of people said anything, Dong Wenfeng spoke first, which surprised them and looked at each other. However, with many people, they rushed up.

As a result, needless to say, compared with them, Dong Wenfeng's skill is the difference between a dragon and a loach, that is, for more than ten seconds, they lay on the ground in colorful postures.

"Take out your cell phone and hurry up."

Dong Wenfeng spoke condescending. The lying people finally knew that they had met the iron plate.

"Hand it in! Hurry up and give it to this uncle. "

They cooperated and made Dong Wenfeng look a little relaxed, but in a place he couldn't see, a man quietly got up and took out a knife in his hand, which was about to stab Dong Wenfeng. At this time, Dong Wenfeng seemed to have eyes on the back of his head and turned around directly.

Huh?

Dong Wenfeng stared, and the man with the knife immediately became depressed. He laughed and opened his mouth. Before he said anything, he felt that he flew out, fell to the ground, broke several ribs and couldn't get up.

"I've been merciful and dare to plot against me? If I don't give you some color to see, I really don't know whether to live or die! "

Dong Wenfeng was a little angry. As soon as he pulled the thief leader up, he wanted to lose his arm. The other party's loud begging for mercy didn't soften Dong Wenfeng's heart.

Just then, suddenly a voice seemed to ring out from my ear.

"If you have to forgive others, why?"

Dong Wenfeng's face changed. It was obvious that the other party was a practitioner. Turning his head, he saw an old man with a disheveled head and dirty noodles standing lazily at the entrance of the alley.

"Are you going to stand up for them?" Dong Wenfeng thought this man was meddling.

"It's not coming out, it's eating people's mouths."

Dong Wenfeng was not interested in knowing anything, but he didn't intend to shrink back.

"If they want to stab me, they should be punished. If you are sensible, go quickly, or you will be beaten together. " As soon as the voice fell, the vigorous momentum was emitted from Dong Wenfeng, and the beggar changed color slightly.

"Then fight."

The next moment, Dong Wenfeng's pupils contracted, because when the old beggar said hit again, he had rushed over.

He was extremely agile and vigorous, and his hands were clean and neat. He was as brave and good at fighting as a tiger down the mountain. Dong Wenfeng was caught off guard and was suppressed by him. Although he was not hit, Dong Wenfeng still felt overwhelmed.

Because according to Dong Wenfeng's speculation, the other party only has wireless access to the prefecture level, while he is the real prefecture level!

Dong Wenfeng felt more and more strange, because he felt that the other party's skills were very familiar, and even felt that he knew very well, so that he had the desire and hope to predict the next step.

The old beggar punched Dong Wenfeng, and then his elbow was ready for the next move.

Dong Wenfeng knew that he had to fight hard, but the method of cracking flashed through his mind.

As soon as he clenched his teeth, Dong Wenfeng decided to try. When his fist came, he didn't dodge, grabbed it directly, then fought back under his ribs, disturbed the other party's steps, and then bullied him. He just could fight back against the other party.

Bang bang!

Dong Wenfeng's expectations were all right. The old beggar was punched directly, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. He staggered back a few steps, and finally sat down on the ground.

But the old beggar didn't shout or beg for mercy, but looked at Dong Wenfeng with a surprised face, as if he had found something terrible.

"Are you a member of the gang? How could you help me with my martial arts! "

Dong Wenfeng was stunned and finally realized that he finally knew why he was familiar with it, because the old beggar's martial arts seemed to be the martial arts of the beggars' sect!