C803 Killing Intention!
C803 Killing Intention!
The meaning was very clear, it was time for these brothers to be the hero and save the beauty!
"Beauty, do you need help?"
Following which, a young man who looked like the leader of the group walked up to Zhang Min and looked at her with a burning gaze. He intentionally pulled her arm, revealing her firm biceps.
Zhang Min slightly raised her brows and glanced at the uninvited young man. She frowned and said, "Sorry, this is my problem. I don't need your help."
The young man had a head of fiery red hair. He was clearly a washer who had blown Matt to death. There was an earring hanging from his left ear. Zhang Min could tell that this guy was not a good bird with just her toes.
But she had too many things to do lately, and the major case of Shylock Charles was waiting for her. She didn't have the heart to deal with these small fry, so she decided to send him away.
Zhang Min didn't want to find a job, but the red-haired young man didn't give up. He smiled and said, "Beautiful girl, don't you worry about what this brat will do to you? This street is controlled by our brothers. As long as you nod your head, our brothers will immediately help you take care of this brat. "
As the red-haired youth spoke, he had a sincere expression on his face. He looked at Zhang Min and completely ignored Li Mo. Even though the latter appeared to be carefree, in his opinion, it was all an act.
Could it be that he could fight one against five?
Zhang Min narrowed her eyes, looked at Li Mo with a smile that was not a smile, and teased, "Yo, she wants to help me take care of you. Are you afraid now?"
The corner of Li Mo's mouth twitched as he said in a speechless manner, "Quickly finish your food and leave. You can ignore all the rubbish. When you get home, see how I'll treat you!"
Zhang Min obediently put on a frightened expression. She hugged her hands tightly and said in a trembling voice, "I'm so scared …"
The red-haired youth didn't realize that the couple was flirting, and when he heard Li Mo threaten Zhang Min, his face immediately darkened. He fiercely stared at Li Mo and coldly said, "In my life, I have always looked down on you, the kind of bastard who only knows how to bully girls!
Beautiful lady, don't be afraid. Tonight, I will help you deal with this bastard, and even dare to speak nonsense in front of me to bully you. You simply don't put me, Hong Gou, in your eyes! "
As he spoke to here, the red-haired youth shouted to his bros at the next table, "Brother, get him for me!"
Li Mo glanced at Zhang Min, who was gloating. His face immediately darkened. Very good! You've become naughty. Just you wait. There's a time when you have to call me daddy!
As the red-haired youth gave the order, the other youths stood up and rushed over with wine bottles in their hands.
Li Mo's expression did not change. When the lackeys got close, Li Mo reached out and grabbed both of them by their collars, causing them to fiercely hit each other. The two lackeys groaned under the pressure and directly collapsed to the ground.
"Die!"
The red-haired youth grabbed the wine bottle and moved behind Li Mo. He leaped high into the air and aimed it at Li Mo's head. With a fiendish laugh, he viciously smashed down!
Just as the red-haired youth thought that he was about to succeed, in that critical moment, Li Mo suddenly turned around and sent a roundhouse kick towards him.
With a sudden kick, he sent the red-haired youth flying through the air!
Bang!
The red-haired youth smashed into the table behind him, directly smashing it into pieces and sending wood shavings flying everywhere.
"Scram!"
Li Mo roared in anger, and the remaining two hoodlums who were standing there instantly quivered. They picked up the red-dog who was directly knocked out by a kick and fled in a sorry state.
Zhang Min giggled. These hooligans couldn't affect their mood at all. However, the boss of the midnight snack shop was frowning.
The guys who ran away haven't paid their bills yet!
A few hundred dollars!
However, the honest stuttering boss was too embarrassed to ask Li Mo and the others for it. Besides, he didn't have the guts to do it.
Seeing that a table had been smashed apart, the boss stood at the door, looking at the sky with an incomparably depressed expression.
Can't Anson do a little business?
After the two of them finished eating, Li Mo and Zhang Min paid an extra two hundred yuan as compensation for the boss's loss. Zhang Min said apologetically to the boss, "It's really boring. You can take the money. Don't be embarrassed."
The boss rubbed his hands together. He wanted to take them, but he was afraid that Li Mo, who was standing beside Zhang Min, would sneak a peek at him.
Zhang Min and Li Mo walked side by side on the street. At three in the morning, the street was cold and quiet.
"Li Mo, do you think that Charles will still act tonight?"
Zhang Min was a little disappointed. She had been squatting for the entire night, yet she could not find any trace of him. Could it be that he had run away?
Li Mo frowned and said, "If Charles has already sucked enough human blood, he probably won't come out. Tell your men to withdraw. Charles should be hiding away."
Zhang Min thought for a moment and said helplessly, "That's the only way."
"..."
Charles did not go out, and stayed in that dark room from day to night, but Shylock gave him many bags of blood, which, though not very fresh, were of some use.
According to the news obtained from Sherlock, the police had already set up an inescapable trap in South Sky City. Once Charles appeared, he would definitely be apprehended with all his might. Even if Charles managed to escape, he would inevitably face a fierce battle.
The gods of the underworld were already qualified to search around with the police. Once they were intercepted by the gods of the underworld, it would not be easy for Charles to escape.
"Mr. Shylock, the blood is too hard to drink. I have to get out!"
Charis' face was pale. When he drank to the end, he felt that he really couldn't swallow it. This blood had been stored in his blood for an unknown period of time, and there wasn't even the slightest bit of freshness. It was extremely difficult to drink.
Shylock looked at him quietly, his face expressionless. "The Godfather said that if you dare disobey him, he'll immediately send someone to kill you, lest we cause trouble for him!"
Charles clenched his fists tightly, blue veins popping out on his forehead. He was a stately Count, and with an incomparably prestigious status, he was actually threatened by a short man!
But this guy represented the Godfather. If he killed this guy, the Godfather would definitely not let him off lightly. What awaited him was only torture.
He didn't want to face those cruel machines!
Finally, Charles released his hand and gritted his teeth. "When did the Don say he would send someone over?"
Shylock shot him a glance and said indifferently, "You don't need to know about this. Just obediently stay in the room. From now on, you are not to leave without my permission!"
With that, Shylock left with his hands behind his back.
Charles stared at the back of this fellow, his eyes incomparably gloomy. A dense killing intent flashed in his eyes, and his lips quietly revealed two fangs.
Killing intent filled the air!
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