Brother Wen was actually very angry at Meng Hao.

But while being angry, he couldn't figure out what Meng Hao was relying on.

He had heard Du Yang say that Meng Hao had high kung fu, at least Du Yang was not an opponent.

But the problem is, as far as he sees, Meng Haoqing is thin and thin, like a weak scholar. Even if he has practiced martial arts, he can at most defeat Du Yang, right?

Then why should this kid dare to be so calm and calm in front of him, Brother Wen?

Even so arrogant?

He is not Du Yang. He was able to sit in this position today, not only because he is vicious enough, but also because he is sinister enough.

So before he figured out Meng Hao's support, he didn't want to force Meng Hao too ruthlessly.

Anyway, Master Ji will arrive soon. Once Master Ji appears, this kid has to be on the sway even if he is a dragon and a tiger even if he is a tiger.

There is no need for him to force Meng Hao to overturn his trump card at this time.

He didn't think Meng Hao could really deal with him Brother Wen, but what he was worried about was that once Meng Haoyu broke the dead, Li Jiapin might take the opportunity to escape. Then when Master Ji rushed over, he would not be able to hand in the job.

So he wanted to endure the momentary anger and not make too much trouble with Meng Hao.

But Du Yang kept shouting for justice, and the other big and brainless Lan Xiaoxiao also stirred up the flames and clamored.

"That's right, Brother Wen, let's destroy this kid first, so as not to wait for Mr. Ji to come. He still has this kind of mean attitude, which will anger Mr. Ji, which is not good!"

What this said is not completely unreasonable.

Brother Wen couldn't help but frown and looked at Meng Hao.

But when I saw Meng Hao still calm and calm, I would not believe this kid was not fearless and even Brother Wen would not believe it if he was beaten to death.

But what is this kid relying on?

"You kid is very calm! Then tell me, what are you relying on to be so calm in front of my brother Wen?... Oh, by the way, I heard you also said that you would rush up and hurt my surname Wen, right?"

Brother Wen stared at Meng Hao's expression and asked slowly word by word.

It’s a pity that Meng Hao didn’t have any major expression on his face. He just smiled and said, “I said this, the one named Du didn’t lie! As for what I’m relying on, what do you think?”

Meng Hao raised a fist and looked at Brother Wen with a smile.

Brother Wen narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

The big and brainless Lan Xiaoxiao blurted out, "What is this?"

"This is a fist!"

Meng Hao smiled and shook his fists, "Brother Wen asked me what I was relying on. I will tell the truth, just rely on my fists!"

As soon as he said this, Brother Wen was not laughing yet, and the thug with a fat face standing next to him laughed out loud.

"Fist, your little fist?"

He asked while laughing, and raised a fist, "Look at what I am? This is my fist! You are just that little fist. Can you use it or not? I'm afraid it's not much bigger than a child's fist?"

He laughed so hard that tears were almost coming out.

Brother Wen squinted his eyes and stared at Meng Hao still without saying a word.

Lan Xiaoxiao looked at Meng Hao with contempt, then looked at Li Jiapin.

"Li Jiapin is your boyfriend? This is absolutely ignorant! He also relies on his fists, so I'm gonna have it! Even his little fist, people think he is not qualified to carry shoes to others!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense!"

Brother Wen spoke coldly.

The thug immediately shut up and the laughter ended abruptly.

"You are just relying on your fists, right? OK, I really want to see how powerful your fists are! Lao Ma, go and try his fists!"

Brother Wen gave the order, and the thug immediately responded loudly, pinching his fists to a loud bang, while approaching Meng Hao with a grin.

"Look, look, I'll just say he's a broom star who loves to cause trouble. You don't believe it! Now, I'm going to fight him!"

Zhu Caifeng hurriedly approached Li Jiapin's ear, and kept nagging, "Just because of his small body, what else can I say... Relying on his fists, I don't know how high the sky is!... Yes, he has a little ability, and even Du Yang is not his opponent! But what is Du Yang? He is not a fighter himself! But do you know who this person is? This person is the one under Brother Wen's men! I heard that he can deal with more than ten people alone! My God, Young Master Ji hasn't come yet, this man surnamed Meng will cause a big disaster first!"

Li Jiapin was actually a little worried, but looking at Meng Hao's face, she was still leisurely and calm. Li Jiapin could only sit on the sofa with his teeth, not talking or moving.

"Boy, stand up and let me, Lao Ma, try your little fists, are you really good at hitting!"

Old Ma smiled grimly and had already forced Meng Hao to two steps ahead.

Meng Hao still sat still and said with a faint smile: "I don't have to get up to deal with you!"

"What did you say?"

Old Ma was furious, his face trembled, and he was extremely fierce, "You kid is really arrogant, then you die for me!"

He rushed forward two steps, bent down and reached out, and grabbed Meng Hao's shoulder directly.

Then he screamed with force with his arms, trying to throw Meng Hao out.

It was true that a figure flew out and fell into the corner with a "bang".

Li Jiapin and Zhu Caifeng were so scared that they exclaimed in unison.

But Lan Xiaoxiao slapped and cheered.

"Old Ma is mighty! Old Ma, you are amazing!"

After shouting twice, Lan Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that Brother Wen stared at her in surprise, as if he was staring at a fool.

Lan Xiaoxiao suddenly looked over and hurriedly calmed down to look, but couldn't help but say "Ah", and covered her mouth with her hands with her hands.

At the same time, Zhu Caifeng and Li Jiapin came out.

But Li Jiapin was both surprised and happy, while Zhu Caifeng was unbelievable.

Zhu Caifeng slowly turned her head and glanced at Meng Hao, confirming that Meng Hao was sitting safely.

Then Zhu Caifeng turned around and looked at the corner of the wall.

There was indeed a figure who was thrown there, but it was not Meng Hao, but the fierce thug with a big, thick and thick face.

How is this possible?

Isn’t this thug the most capable thing Brother Wen’s subordinates?

Why did this person suddenly fly out, fall down, and hasn't gotten up yet?

A boy named Meng is really so capable of fighting?

Zhu Caifeng was shocked.

Everyone else was also dumbfounded.

Even Brother Wen stood up suddenly.

He is very clear about how high Lao Ma's skills are. Usually, three or five big men cannot get close to Lao Ma.

But this thin and weak young boy sat on the sofa and didn't move, so he threw the old horse away.

What the hell is this kung fu?

I'm afraid that only Master Ge next to Mr. Ji can have such ability?

"You boy... are really a little capable!"

After a long time, Brother Wen finally took a breath and barely said something.

"I dare not, I just have a pair of small fists!"

Meng Hao smiled.

"Okay, your little fists are really powerful, I admire this very much! But..."

Brother Wen suddenly changed his voice and became gloomy again, "That little skill is not enough! Do you know that any character who comes out of Ji Da Jun is all martial arts masters? Let's not talk about the mysterious worship of Master Wu, but Master Ge around Ji Da Jun is not something you can resist with just a pair of small fists, right?"

"Master Ge? I really haven't heard of it!"

Meng Hao smiled, but there was still no sense of urgency, "Then let's wait a moment, let's talk about it when Master Ji comes!"

"Just wait!"
Chapter completed!