Chapter 2410 (1/2)

The sharp pain from the wrist told the man that the man in front of him was not as easy to deal with as they thought.

The longer he was clamped by Meng Ke, the more painful the man's wrist was. From his watch and, he even felt that he heard the sound of broken bones.

Just for a moment, the man's forehead was soaked with a thick cold sweat, and the arm that Meng Ke held had lost consciousness.

The man shouted angrily at the man behind him: ”what are you doing? Don't you call me yet.”

After this sentence, Meng Ke made a sudden effort and only heard a 'creak', and the man's wrist showed a strange arc and drooped soft.

The man's pain almost didn't shout out, so he was kicked to the roadside by Meng Ke, curled up like a cooked shrimp.

Seeing that the man was kicked to the roadside by Meng Ke, the rest rushed up in a flash, and the last few took out knives from their bodies.

At the moment of seeing the knife, Jiujiu drew a sarcastic arc from the corner of his mouth.

Playing with a knife in front of Meng Ke, a professional killer, is really playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

Meng Ke can make dozens of wounds on you and make you bleed, but it won't kill you.

As Jiujiu guessed, Meng Ke grabbed the knife stabbed at him, twisted the man's hand into a ball with his backhand, and raised his hand.

The sharp knife was quickly pulled out of the man's body, splashing a piece of red blood.

Before the man could hurt, he was kicked to the roadside by Meng Ke.

Meng Ke, who had a knife in his hand, was like a demon coming out of the depths of hell. One knife and one child kicked all the men around Jiujiu to the road.

After solving everyone, Meng Ke was full of red blood splashed from others.

Because of the action just now, Meng Ke's eyes were stained with a layer of blood, the corners of his mouth were slightly aroused, the evil spirit smiled and looked at the people who were kicked to the ground by himself.

When facing Meng Ke, the group of people who were still swaggering in front of Jiu Jiu just now was like seeing a cat's mouse. Before Meng Ke spoke, a group of people covered their wounds and quickly fled here.

Seeing the back of the group of men leaving quickly, Meng Ke sighed with disappointment and turned to Jiujiu standing aside.

Jiujiu is wearing a white sweater and holding an umbrella. She looks like an angel from heaven.

Meng Ke stepped up to Jiujiu, bowed his head, drilled into Jiujiu's umbrella, looked into Jiujiu's eyes and asked, ”do you know who invited him?”

Jiujiu looked up at Meng Ke.

In the dim light, Meng Ke's eyes are surprisingly bright.

Jiujiu took out a paper towel from her pocket and raised her hand to wipe the blood stains on Meng Ke's face bit by bit: ”it may be Fang Yu.”

Meng Ke frowned, ”who is it?”

Jiujiu looked up at Meng Ke's eyes and replied, ”Fang Yu, the woman who likes to haunt you in the library.”

After wiping the blood stains off Meng Ke's face, Jiu Jiu clutched the paper towel in her hand and threw it to the ground.

The rain soon wetted the tissue and washed the blood stains on the tissue into a light, almost invisible pink.

Meng Ke looked at the paper towel and narrowed his eyes. He said to Jiu Jiu, ”I'm sorry, because my business involves you.”

”If you think it involves me, deal with your own affairs and come back to me.”

Jiujiu finished and stepped to leave.

At the moment when Jiujiu turned around, Meng Ke grabbed Jiujiu's arm, stared at Jiujiu tightly with eagle eyes, and said in a teasing tone, ”aren't you going to repay me?”