The rent collector became stronger, and he took in a young, energetic woman every day.

Chapter 18: Another 20 thugs showed up, armed with knives? Shot off in 3 minutes!

"Holy crap... Brother Mo... you... you can fight?"

The deer's voice was filled with shock.

She never expected that Chen Mo, who seemed so quiet, would have such skills.

That's so cool, absolutely awesome!

The other girls also stared wide-eyed at Chen Mo, their mouths slightly agape, their eyes filled with admiration.

The five girls with dyed hair behind the open space had already let go of the JK girl, and they were all so frightened that their faces turned pale.

The JK girl stood frozen in place, tears still clinging to her eyelashes, but her eyes were wide open as she stared at Chen Mo, as if she were looking at a god who had descended from the sky.

The golden retriever was bent over, his left hand desperately supporting his limp right arm, his facial muscles twitching from the pain.

But his eyes showed no sign of yielding; instead, a fiercer light surged within them.

He gritted his teeth and said viciously:

"You gotta stand there, you bastard... I'll call my men over right now and kill you!"

With his still-intact left hand, he laboriously reached into his pants pocket and rummaged around for a while before finally pulling out his phone. He tapped the screen several times before finally making a call.

"Hey! Come quick! I've been bullied! I've sent you the address! Bring plenty of weapons! This time they're really tough! Hurry up!"

After hanging up the phone, the golden retriever raised his face, which was contorted with pain, and gave Chen Mo a ferocious smile.

"Don't you dare leave!"

Xiao Rou's expression changed.

Although the shock of Chen Mo defeating four people was still in my mind.

But the words "call for help" were like a bucket of cold water poured on him.

She turned to look at Chen Mo, her voice low and clearly tense: "Brother Mo, shall we leave now?"

Coco quickly nodded and reached out to tug at Chen Mo's sleeve: "Yeah, brother, my friend has been rescued. Let's go."

Chen Mo stood still, calmly looking at the golden retriever, and smiled, saying:

"To deal with these petty thugs, you have to beat them hard once and for all, until they're terrified, to solve the problem once and for all."

He looked at Xiaorou and Coco, softening his tone:

"If we leave now, they definitely won't give up. I can't follow you around every day; what if they come after your friends?"

Coco paused for a moment, her eyes suddenly reddening, deeply moved.

Keep in mind that she and Chen Mo had only just met today.

Her friend had never even met Chen Mo, and Chen Mo didn't even know her friend's name, yet he was willing to risk his life for her friend and himself.

This sense of loyalty deeply moved her, but also made her more worried.

After all, she had just heard the blond guy say he was going to bring some weapons.

Although Chen Mo is very powerful, can he really deal with so many armed thugs?

Coco was filled with worry.

But Chen Mo said it was nothing, so she had no choice but to believe him.

Xiao Rou pursed her lips and didn't try to persuade her anymore, but she kept her hand on her phone, ready to call the police at any time.

When the golden retriever saw that Chen Mozhen hadn't left, he grinned, a fierce glint appearing on his pale, pained face.

"You've got guts, kid!"

Although Xiao Nan, Xiao Lu, and the other girls were still feeling uneasy, seeing Chen Mo's calm demeanor, their anxiety gradually subsided.

Since Brother Mo said that, he must be confident.

They chose to believe him.

Less than fifteen minutes later, the buzzing sound of a group of electric bikes approaching from the alley entrance could be heard.

Seven or eight electric bikes filed in, each carrying three or four energetic young men.

They were all tattooed, smoking cigarettes, and had arrogant expressions. As soon as they got off the bus, they pulled out weapons from under their seats.

Batons, steel pipes, and even two people holding gleaming machetes.

A large group of about twenty people completely blocked the alley.

The blond-haired guy who was leading the group rushed over, and his expression changed when he saw the blond guy's twisted arm.

"Brother Hao! Who did this?"

The blond man gestured with his chin toward Chen Mo, gritting his teeth: "It's this kid."

About twenty people turned around in unison, their eyes falling on Chen Mo, and then they laughed.

One person, unarmed, facing about twenty armed brothers, isn't that just courting death?

They smirked, weighed the weapons in their hands, and sauntered over, surrounding Chen Mo and the five girls, tightening their circle around them.

Xiao Rou's breathing quickened, and her hand unconsciously reached into her pocket again, her fingertips touching the cold screen of her phone.

The other girls also tensed up and clenched their fists.

Only Chen Mo, with a calm expression, looked at the swaying iron bars and machetes around him and asked a question.

"Is everyone here?"

The blond man was stunned for a moment, then anger flared up on his contorted face.

"Damn it, still so arrogant! Kill him!"

About twenty people moved at the same time.

Steel pipes came crashing down, batons swept across, and machetes cleaved down.

Chen Mo made a move.

He sidestepped a steel pipe, grabbed the wrist holding the pipe with his right hand, and twisted it outwards. The cracking sound of bones dislocating mingled with the shouts of battle.

The man screamed as the steel pipe slipped from his grasp.

Chen Mo caught the steel pipe, swung it backhand, and smashed it onto the shoulder of another thug who rushed up.

Another thug instantly collapsed to the ground.

Chen Mo didn't hit a second time with the steel pipe. Instead, he turned around and threw it, knocking the baton out of the third person's hand.

Then he rushed into the crowd.

Punch, elbow, knee, foot, palm, grappling, wrestling, joint lock.

Every move was deliberate and precise, each strike landing precisely on the most vulnerable spot.

Less than three minutes.

About twenty people were lying haphazardly on the ground.

Some were hugging their arms, some were clutching their ribs, some were curled up on the ground retching, and some were covering their faces and screaming.

Steel pipes and batons were scattered all over the ground, leaving a mess!

Only two thugs with machetes remained standing to the side, watching the scene with astonishment and fear.

Chen Mo stood still, his breathing steady, without a single scratch on his body.

The golden retriever was stunned.

He stared at his wailing brothers on the ground, then at Chen Mo standing there, and fear appeared in his eyes for the first time.

Those twenty or so men were his most capable fighters in the area. They came with weapons, and they were all down without even touching a hair on the enemy's head!

"What are you all standing there for! Kill him!"

The blond-haired man roared as he looked at the last two thugs wielding machetes.

The last two thugs, who were holding machetes and standing on the outermost edge before they could rush forward, exchanged a glance.

They looked at the knife in their hands; its blade gleamed coldly in the morning light.

The knife gave them their last bit of courage.

The two men simultaneously let out a strange cry, raised their machetes, and charged towards Chen Mo.

The blade slashed down.

Chen Mo raised his foot and delivered a side spinning kick.

The first thug was hit like a cannonball; his feet left the ground, and he flew backward, crashing into the thug behind him.

The two people rolled together, knocking over an electric scooter parked on the roadside, which then sounded its alarm.

They lay sprawled between the electric scooter and the wall, their machetes flying far from their hands. They clutched their chests, screaming in agony, unable to get up.

Chen Mo's feet landed lightly on the ground, his expression unchanged, calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

The golden retriever was completely dumbfounded.

His lips trembled, his pupils dilated, his chin shook, and he looked as if he were nailed to the ground!

He'd been around for so many years, seen ruthless and fierce people, but he'd never seen anything like this before!

One man, unarmed, took down more than twenty of his armed brothers in less than three minutes!

This isn't human, it's a monster!!!