At most, he would be beaten up, not killed, so Wu Meng had no fear. But he couldn't understand why people kept picking on him lately. He asked people in the underworld to investigate, but they couldn't find anything.
He guessed that the person behind this was no small figure, otherwise the confidentiality work would not have been done so well. He must have spent a huge amount of money to block the news.
"Which deity have I offended again? Why is the situation getting bigger and bigger? I feel dizzy today, so I don't feel like playing with you guys."
Wu Meng said this and turned around to avoid them.
As soon as he turned around, he was startled to find someone blocking the road behind him. This was like trying to catch a tortoise in a jar.
"Okay, let's attack from both sides. It seems that I can't leave without playing with you tonight."
Wu Meng pressed his knuckles until they cracked, ready to fight at any time.
The location chosen by these people is quite good. It is not a busy shop on the street, nor a residential area, but an old alley. Few people pass by during the day, and in the middle of the night, there is no sign of a ghost.
The two sides looked at each other for a minute, and then heard a voice from one of the people, "Hit him." Those people rushed over and rushed towards Wu Meng aggressively.
Wu Meng grabbed a half-broken carrying pole by the wall and hit the person who was rushing towards him hard. He kicked the person over with one foot. The person's body bounced out and knocked his companion who was about to rush towards him to the ground.
At the same time, Wu Meng leaned down swiftly, dodging the man who was about to attack him from behind, stepped backwards from the man's armpit, and kicked the man in the butt. The man was kicked out again, knocking down several of his companions.
The melee started completely. Wu Meng punched with his left hand, hit with his right hand, kicked with his left hand, and kicked with his right hand, and started fighting with this money-seeking guy.
The alcohol he just drank didn't seem to affect his performance, he was still as good as ever.
After more than ten minutes, dozens of people were knocked down one by one by him, rolling on the ground. Some of them were crying out in pain, while others were holding their heads and were a little unconscious.
Although the "weapon" Wu Meng used was just a broken carrying pole, he still couldn't avoid bloodshed. The head of his carrying pole was dyed red by the enemy's blood, and the blood dripped down the pole.
There were so many people around that Wu Meng couldn't protect himself completely and his arm was injured. Most of the blood on the carrying pole flowed down his injured arm.
"Come on, if anyone can still stand up, take another blow from Grandpa Wu."
Wu Meng didn't seem to care too much about the injury on his arm. He held the half-broken carrying pole, looked at his defeated men rolling on the ground, and showed off his skills to them.
These people are now in so much pain that they are questioning their lives, so how could they have the mood to care about Wu Meng?
Suddenly, Wu Meng's ears twitched a few times, and he felt someone approaching him from behind.
He became alert, gripped the carrying pole tightly, and was ready to strike the opponent unexpectedly at any time.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, so close that Wu Meng thought that as long as he turned around, he could give the other party a fatal blow.
He seized the opportunity, raised the carrying pole in his hand and turned around quickly, but the scene behind him forced him to stop his movements. The carrying pole was held high in the air, and Wu Meng seemed to be acupunctured, keeping the same posture motionless.
"Go ahead and fight. See how many lives you have left."
The other party was a burly bald man with a murderous look on his face. He pointed a gun at Wu Meng's eyebrows, frowned, glared, and spoke angrily with gritted teeth.
As Wu Meng let go, half of the carrying pole in his hand fell to the ground. He tentatively lowered his raised hand.
"Haha, which great god did I, Wu Meng, offend? You're even using all this, are you trying to kill me?"
The big man waved his hand behind him, and the two followers behind him quickly stepped forward and pinned Wu Meng down.
"If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't let you talk nonsense here."
The big man hit Wu Meng in the face several times with the gun, then put the muzzle of the gun into Wu Meng's mouth.
Those who were knocked down by Wu Meng began to support each other and get up from the ground when they saw Wu Meng being subdued by their boss.
A small leader ran over and bowed before the big man to apologize.
"Master Bao, it's -- it's because your men are incompetent that you have to take action yourself."
The young leader was badly injured, his right arm hanging down, swaying as he did, apparently dislocated. His face was also bruised, and he looked utterly miserable.
The so-called Mr. Bao turned around quickly and pointed the gun at the small leader. The small leader was so scared that he trembled, his legs went weak, and he fell to his knees on the ground with a thud.
"Master Bao, please spare my life. I have tried my best. This kid is just too good a fighter."
The little leader's voice was trembling as he spoke, and sweat was dripping down his cheeks.
"Get up. You kneel down at every turn. How can you be the boss of others?"
"Master Bao——"
Mr. Bao didn't offer to spare his life, so the little leader didn't dare to stand up. Although he was living on the edge of a knife, he still valued his life. He would rather live on his knees than die standing.
"What? Did you get beaten silly? Do you want me to repeat it again?"
Mr. Bao was obviously not a patient man. Seeing that the little boss couldn't get up, he became a little angry. He roared loudly and kicked the little boss to the ground.
The little boss supported himself on the ground with one hand to avoid falling headfirst.
"Bring him back to me."
After Master Bao finished speaking, he walked towards the alley entrance surrounded by several of his men.
The injured thugs supported each other and followed Master Bao towards the alley entrance.
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