Chapter 142: Behind the Scenes (1)

"Boss, what should I do?" Gou Er felt a chill in his heart, and looked at the boss indifferently.

However, the boss was furious and said, "Stinky boy, don't eat or drink a toast. Brothers, give it to me!" After speaking, he ran straight towards Xiao Yi.

"Yes, boss." The five or six little gangsters in the back responded, and hurriedly followed, each pulling out their silver daggers.

Gou Er and Zhu San glanced at each other and followed closely behind.

Xiao Yi snorted lightly, his voice full of disdain, when the group of people rushed in front of him, he swept several people to the ground.

The boss is obviously the best among the gangsters. He ducked back nimbly. He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He cursed loudly: "Useless! , so many of us can't beat him alone!"

The gangsters kept saying "Ouch, ouch", but they still got up from the ground and rushed towards Xiao Yi again.

Xiao Yi swiftly dodged left and right, and walked among the gangsters with a dashing posture.

Although Nangong Yue knew that Xiao Yi's martial arts were good, he was a little worried when he saw that the other party was not only crowded, but also armed with murder weapons.

At this moment, Zhu San picked up a wooden stick from the ground and approached Xiao Yi's back with a grin, but Xiao Yi was concentrating on coping with the siege of the four gangsters in front of him, as if he didn't notice that there were threatening steps behind him. step closer.

"Xiao Yi, be careful behind." Nangong Yue couldn't help shouting out.

With a twist of his body, Xiao Yi avoided Zhu San's secret attack and kicked Zhu San's chest fiercely.

Zhu San snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", supported his chest and stepped back several steps, the wooden stick slammed to the ground. Xiao Yi bent down to pick up the wooden stick, and with a flash, he appeared in front of Zhu San, and with a thud, it struck Zhu San's head.

Zhu San didn't even have time to scream, and fell to the ground in a daze, apparently knocked unconscious.

After Xiao Yi beat Zhu San away, the other gangsters attacked again. And this time, Xiao Yi had a wooden stick in his hand, like a divine help, knocking out one with a stick, and knocking those gangsters to pieces in an instant.

Nangong Yue suddenly understood and silently raised her forehead. It seems that Xiao Yi was just playing with these gangsters at first, and worrying about him is really unnecessary!

Seeing that none of his gang's subordinates were Xiao Yi's opponents, the boss immediately became anxious, turned to Nangong Yue's idea, and rushed towards Nangong Yue in a delusional attempt to catch her.

Nangong Yue smiled coldly, not in a hurry. She raised her slender hand, and a white mist rose in the air, heading towards the boss.

Seeing that the boss wanted to attack Nangong Yue, Xiao Yi wanted to rush over and come to a hero to save the beauty, but he didn't want the beauty to be well-dressed. After taking a closer look, the white mist was still flickering with silver light, but it was actually several silver needles!

He secretly laughed in his heart that the boss didn't have long eyes, so he might as well give himself a good beating!

Sure enough, the boss soon fell into bad luck. He didn't even think that Nangong Yue had such a trick. As soon as he was touched by the white mist, he immediately felt weak and fell to the ground with a thud.

This is just the beginning-

After a while, he only felt pain and itching all over his body. When it hurt, it only felt pain into the bone marrow; when it was itchy, he wanted to scratch a layer of skin. "Ouch! Ouch!" He cried and cried on the ground, so miserable.

The gang of subordinates were dumbfounded when they saw that their boss had become like this.