The sun was strong at noon, and Mololo, who was fleeing in the panic, ran very fast, attracting frequent attention from pedestrians passing by.

There was also an enthusiastic man who wanted to show his courage and stopped Mololo and wanted to help. But before he could speak, Mololo could just push it away.

Mololo ran more than ten kilometers in one breath and ran to a remote alley before he could barely calm down. He found a corner of his back and gasped heavily.

With her physical fitness, she would not breathe even if she ran a marathon in one breath. But what happened just now shocked her spirit and psychology. The strong emotional fluctuations consumed a lot of her physical strength.

Mololo has seen many strong men, many levels far higher than her. But she is confident that one day she will surpass these people.

When she was fighting Gao Zhengyang just now, she didn't even lose a single hair, but her confidence suffered a cruel blow.

Now that I calmed down, Mololo still couldn't understand how Gao Zhengyang took off her bra in the short moment of meeting.

She was wearing short-sleeved and wearing an integrated sports bra. She could only take it off from the top of her head.

Such a tedious process was completed in an instant. Gao Zhengyang's methods have exceeded the level of normal combat and are almost the power of ghosts and gods.

Mololo was sure that she was very clear just now and knew what she was doing from beginning to end. What Gao Zhengyang used was definitely not an illusion.

If the illusion used by the other party can deceive all her senses, including the keenest fighting intuition, it will be unsolvable.

Mololo stood in the corner, recalling the battle process over and over again, but could not find any flaws.

"Little sister, what's the problem? I can help you..."

An ugly face with a hippie smile appeared in front of Mololo, interrupting her contemplation.

The man had green hair, standing up like a broom, with dark eyeliner on his eyes and a string of earrings hanging on his ears. He was wearing exaggerated red pants and yellow short sleeves. There was also a large piece of tattoos on his exposed arms.

Anyone can tell at first that this is a little hooligan. But this guy is ugly, with fat face and thick lips, like a pig demon transformed.

However, this guy is 1.8 meters tall and standing there with a fat body, it is quite intimidating. Beside this guy, there are four guys dressed up like the same, each with a slutty smile on his face.

It looked like a group of local dogs, and saw a bone with fat!

Mololo was irritated, and when he saw these guys, he felt even more angry. But she had great requirements for herself and would not attack ordinary people casually. Even if the other party seemed to be beating.

She ignored several men and turned around and wanted to leave, but the fat man in the leader stopped her again.

"It's not safe to be dark, I'll protect you..." The fat man laughed.

A guy next to him said, "Don't go home if it's so late. Brothers will take you to fly and let you have fun!"

The others were laughing and looked very happy.

The security of China Overseas is good, but it is also divided into regions. In this remote corner, there are many idle people wandering around at night.

These people don’t have the courage to do anything bad, but they still dare to play with a woman. Especially when Mololo looks very wild, they become even more moved.

Anyway, there is no one here, so I will just go back and force it. After that, I throw it away for a few dozen dollars, and it’s not a waste of fun.

When Mololo heard the group of people talking, she realized that it was dark. Before she knew it, she stayed here for the afternoon.

"Get away quickly and keep controlling myself while I can still control myself." Mololo warned in a deep voice.

"Beautiful girl, but we can't control our chicken @ chicken..." The fat man said sly and said a playful word.

After hearing this, the other accomplices burst into laughter again.

"No problem, I'll help you control it."

Mololo said a move to pull his vagina, and was hitting the fat man's crotch.

The fat man weighed nearly 200 kilograms and was kicked to a height of more than half a meter. The severe pain from below made his little eyes explode, and his facial features in the air were sucked into a ball, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.

The men next to him were furious when they saw this.

"Stinker bitch, I'll kill her!"

A man was cursing, and Mololo went over and kicked in the crotch again. The man screamed and jumped up. By the time he landed on the ground, the man was already unconscious on the ground.

The other three were shocked. Some people drew their swords and wanted to do something, while others wanted to retreat and avoid it.

No matter what the other party thought and did, Mololo went over and pulled the vagina with one blow, and solved all five people.

Her legs were so fierce that even if she only used three-pointers, the outcome would be very bad for a few people. But she was tempered between life and death, so she would not be polite if she did it.

It’s just that considering the fact that five people died in Zhonghai, it was too exaggerated to die at once. I left some strength when I took action. But even if a few people didn’t die, they would never think of standing up on their own for the rest of their lives.

Mololo was abused by a few dishes and felt a little more comfortable. She left the alley and called Lei Ming and told the story.

Lei Ming responded quickly and drove to pick Mololo in person. Several guys who were kicked half to death also arranged for people to deal with the follow-up.

Mololuo was also a little surprised to see Lei Ming coming in person. This Lei Sect chief deacon is a busy man who has a lot of troubles. His status in Lei Sect is second only to Lei Peng and the sect leader.

The key is that he handles most of the specific affairs of the Leimen, and he has great power. Mololo is directly under the jurisdiction of Lei Ming. In front of this B-level immediate boss, she became a little restrained.

Lei Ming was so kind that he just asked her about the details of the battle between her and Gao Zhengyang. Finally, he said: "I'll go to see the old man later, just tell me the truth, don't have any subjective emotions."

There is only one old man in Leimen, Lei Peng!

"The old man wants to see me..." Mo Luoluo was so excited that she was a little dizzy. She had only seen Lei Peng at the entrance ceremony of the inner hall of Leimen.

She admires this S-level strongman from the bottom of her heart. In fact, all the disciples of the Lei Gate treat Lei Peng as their idol like her. This is also true for the other three sects.

Only by practicing by yourself can you understand how powerful and far away the S-level is.

Mololo was very confident in rushing to B level, so she respected Lei Ming but was not too afraid. However, she knew very well that it was unlikely that she would touch the A-level side in her life. As for S-level, she didn't dare to think about it.

If you want to become an S-level strongman, hard practice is only the most basic foundation. However, no one has ever been able to become an S-level strongman by hard practice.

Talent, opportunity, wisdom, personality, and all aspects must reach sufficient levels before you can enter the S-level.

Mololo never expected that Lei Peng would meet her because of this little thing.

However, now that Gao Zhengyang's unpredictable ability is at least A-level. It is not unreasonable that Mr. Lei Peng attaches great importance to it.

If the power reaches level A, ordinary weapons are no longer threatening. It is difficult to exert the advantage of numbers.

Any A-level powerhouse is very dangerous.

Lei Ming drove to a sanatorium and took Mololo to a ward.

After Mololo entered the room, he saw Mr. Lei Peng.

I haven't seen each other for ten years, and the old man has hardly changed. His eyebrows have grown a little longer.

Lei Peng focused on looking at Chen Zhijun sleeping soundly on the bed, and put his fingers on his pulse. Judging from the pulse, Chen Zhijun is in good condition now, has a long breath and a strong heartbeat.

Since Chen Zhijun woke up, Lei Peng came to observe his situation when he had time.

Data can be faked, and surveillance images can also be faked. However, Chen Zhijun's physical condition cannot be faked.

As an S-level strongman, Lei Peng has a deep understanding of human body. Chen Zhijun's physical condition cannot be hidden from him.

After a few days of observation, Lei Peng became more confident in Gao Zhengyang. Of course, he was even more curious. His observation and research on Gao Zhengyang has also been raised to the highest level.

Therefore, as soon as Mololo reported on that side, Lei Peng would meet Mololo and listen to the situation.

Lei Peng gently withdrew his hand, made a gesture to Mololo, and signaled to go out to speak.

Seeing Lei Peng's cautious look, Mololo thought Chen Zhijun was an important figure, so he hurried out of the room.

Lei Peng took Mololo and Lei Ming to the rooftop. The view here is good. You can not only see the bustling lights of the city, but also see the stars shining in the sky.

"Tell me the battle situation carefully..."

Lei Peng did not be polite to Morolo. To him, the disciples of Leimen are their own children and grandchildren, so there is no need to be polite.

Mololo stood there honestly and carefully explained the battle process.

"Picking clothes from the air..."

After hearing this, Lei Peng pondered and said, "It's interesting."

He could understand how Gao Zhengyang did it, and he took off Mololo's bra when he met with the speed and delicate techniques. Of course, there were inevitably some means to divert Mololo's attention. This made her unaware of anything.

It is clear, but Lei Peng cannot learn from Gao Zhengyang. His supernatural power of controlling lightning was too violent. Even in his heyday, he would never be able to do this.

Mololo didn't understand what Lei Peng meant, and he didn't dare to deal with it. But when she thought that such a dangerous enemy appeared in China Sea, the old man might have to eliminate the disaster by himself!

At least he should give the other party a serious warning and let him be honest in China Overseas.

Thinking that Lei Peng might take action, Mololo was excited. Isn’t Gao Zhengyang arrogant? Seeing him kneeling in front of the old man!

Lei Ming is even more intelligent. He has always heard and said nothing in front of Lei Peng. It is precisely this wisdom that allows Lei Peng to appreciate him and sit firmly in the position of the chief deacon.

"You go and invite Gao Zhengyang." Lei Peng said to Lei Ming. After thinking for a while, he said, "Forget it, I'll call him."

Lei Ming was very sensible and took Mololo off the rooftop.

Mololo was a little confused. She always felt that Lei Peng was a little polite when he spoke Gao Zhengyang. Could it be an illusion?

She looked at Lei Ming and couldn't help but want to make a confusing speech: "Mr. Lei, who is Gao Zhengyang?"

"Don't ask, don't ask." Lei Ming glanced at Mololo and said in a warning tone.

"Yes." Mololo hit a nail and immediately became honest.

After a while, Lei Ming's cell phone rang. He answered the phone and replied a few times, saying to Mololo: "You go up and accompany the old man, don't talk nonsense, don't be clever. Do you understand?"

"I understand, understand..." Mololo responded repeatedly.

It is a great honor to be with Lei Peng, and it is also a kind of qualification. In the future, you can show off your friends from your classmates.
To be continued...