Yan Mofei transmigrated and became an obscure 18th-tier celebrity, yet he awakened a Gossip Eating System.
Immersed in the huge dye vat of the entertainment industry, he could get fresh gossi...
The leader was a well-known local bully named Cook.
Cook usually relies on his own strength and ability to recruit a group of younger brothers who are dedicated to causing trouble.
When he was young, he was imprisoned several times for doing petty thefts. Later, he learned his lesson and started working for rich people, whoever paid the most could hire him.
With these backers, he became more and more reckless in his actions. From stealing chickens and dogs in the beginning, to now daring to kill people directly.
Because Yan Mofei and the other two were from Long Country, they were more cautious and had already destroyed the surveillance system in that area in advance.
He even brought the three people to such a remote place, so that once they were buried, no trace would be left.
Cook was originally very confident, but Yan Mofei taught him a hard lesson at this time.
The clothes on his chest were cut by the blade. If you look closely, you can see that there is a name scratched on it, which is his name.
Cook was instantly horrified: "How do you know my name?"
Everyone called him Boss along the way and never revealed his name.
"I don't know. I just thought the name was ordinary, so I carved it down."
"Why, is that your name? That's quite common."
The smile on Yan Mofei's face was perfectly normal, but it didn't fit the situation. Who could laugh when surrounded by people, and having a hole dug for them to kill and bury them?
"You!" Cook felt like he was being played a joke, and he felt extremely angry when facing Yan Mofei.
The more he faced Yan Mofei, the more he felt like he was being seen naked.
Those eyes seemed to have magic, able to see through any phenomenon and directly see his essence.
He held the knife tightly in his hand and ordered directly: "Kill them!"
In an instant, more than a dozen younger brothers around him gathered around.
There was excitement in Old Song's eyes. He had been holding it in for a long time. Is it finally going to begin?
"Boss, I'll go first."
Yan Mofei nodded: "Okay, they all have knives on them, remember to be careful."
Old Song nodded.
Yang Xiaoli was also eager to try, but he did not forget his duty and stayed firmly by Yan Mofei's side.
Who knew that Yan Mofei grabbed a tree next to him and rubbed it a few times. Before everyone could react, he had already climbed up the tree and sat on a thick branch.
"Don't pay attention to me. Fight if you want."
Yang Xiaoli was stunned for a moment when he heard his boss's voice coming from the tree. When did his boss climb up the tree? He was clearly behind him just a second ago.
But she was not surprised at all, after all, she had already experienced how good her boss was at climbing trees.
Hearing this, she felt more relieved: "Okay, boss."
These people were bad guys to begin with, so she could beat them up without any reservations.
Cook hadn't reacted yet. It was the first time he saw someone climb a tree so fast. Like a monkey, he was at the top of the tree in the blink of an eye.
Did he evolve from a monkey?
"Give it to me..." Before he could even utter the next two words, Old Song punched him in the jaw. He bit his tongue while speaking, and blood immediately spurted out.
"Ah!" His tongue was bitten, but because of his teeth, a part of it remained connected in the middle and was not completely bitten off.
But the pain made his body tremble.
As a gangster, he naturally has some abilities. He has suffered many injuries, and biting his tongue is still a bit of a relief for him.
But he saw that Old Song was obviously just a thin and dull man, but now when he rolled up his sleeves to hit someone, his hands were full of cold and hard muscles, and he was obviously a martial artist.
Although Lao Song has now become a professional driver, he has a lot of free time in his daily life. In addition to spending time with his wife and son, he also does not neglect physical exercise.
He has both money and time, and he has more channels and methods to exercise. Now he is stronger than before.
Cook began to regret why he hadn't tied up all three of them. He blamed himself for being deceived by their appearance and well-behaved behavior.
Cook didn't expect that if he had acted earlier, Yan Mofei and the other two would have acted earlier and would not have followed him here at all.
Just as Cook was about to fight back, he was kicked in the knee again. Old Song's kick was extremely heavy and merciless, and this kick almost broke Cook's knee.
Just as Old Song attacked again, Cook finally remembered to fight back. He had been fighting for years, and his body had long been trained to react. He subconsciously dodged first, then attacked.
He didn't expect that his speed was already fast enough, but Lao Song's speed was even faster than his.
Just as he dodged, Old Song seemed to have predicted his dodge in advance. The foot that had already attacked changed direction in mid-air and kicked again in the direction he dodged.
Cook was kicked to the ground and rolled twice before stopping.
At this time, Lao Song had been entangled by other younger brothers and started fighting.
Those younger brothers didn't take Yang Xiaoli seriously at first. After all, no matter how you looked at it, she was just a weak girl.
Even when Yang Xiaoli swung her little pink fist to hit them, they didn't even dodge and were hit hard.
Who would have known that the younger brother who was hit by the punch had a rib broken on the spot, and fell to the ground wailing, losing his ability to fight.
At first, those people laughed at this little brother, thinking he was pretending. But seeing his pained expression and the cold sweat that broke out, they no longer dared to underestimate Yang Xiaoli. Especially when facing Yang Xiaoli's fist, the contempt in their eyes completely disappeared.
"This little girl is very strong, everyone be careful."
Strength alone wasn't enough. The key was Yang Xiaoli's exceptional agility. She used her small stature to her advantage, weaving through the crowd, punching each one individually, regardless of where they landed, as long as they landed.
There is no order at all, and it is even full of loopholes.
But these guys were just some hooligans, and they had no rules in their fighting. Yet, two of them were fighting against more than a dozen of them, and they were not at a disadvantage at all.
Instead, the people on Cook's side fell one after another. Some of them didn't even have the strength to get up and could only howl continuously.
Yan Mofei sat on it, took out a candy from his pocket and put it into his mouth.
He rarely eats sweets, but occasionally carries a few with him. On occasions like this, if he doesn't chew something, he always feels like the food isn't good enough.
Seeing this scene, Cook also became serious. He gave another order and everyone drew their knives.
"You will all die here today!"
He was furious and domineering, but just as he finished his threats, a gun was thrust against his head. It was the police.
The policeman said sternly: "Put down your weapons."