"Get it back? He said he wanted it back. Did you hear that? He said he wanted it back Qian Shihao seemed to have heard Tianda's joke. His face was full of fat. He even said to the group of thugs: "ouch, you don't think this boy is a leaf question, right? He's going to hit ten. "

When people heard Qian Shihao's ridicule, a burst of scornful laughter broke out.

There are more thugs shouting: "boy, Mao has not grown all, but also learn to boast. When I beat you to vomit blood, don't cry!"

Meng ran glanced at the thug, but said coldly: "don't worry, I won't beat you to vomit blood."

The thug thought that Meng ran was admitting her advice, and suddenly became more arrogant, "Stinky boy, you kneel down now and beg me not to use it."

Meng ran slightly bowed his head and said with a voice that only he and Ajie could hear: "you won't have the chance to vomit blood."

Qian Shihao took a cigar out of his tight suit pocket, lit it, took a sharp puff, and cursed, "kill him for me!"

The voice just fell, more than 30 black men, one after another.

Some people even took out iron bars and daggers from behind. It seems that these desperators really intend to kill them.

"Mr. Meng, be careful!"

Ah Jie, who saw this scene, cried instinctively.

As soon as his words were spoken, he reflected that Meng ran was an immortal master with magical skills, and how could he be afraid of such a group of external martial arts practitioners who were not good at Kung Fu.

Looking at the fists the size of a pair of casseroles and feeling the roaring of fists, Meng ran, standing with his negative hand, slowly closed his eyes!

"Well, this stinky boy has closed his eyes and confessed? Didn't you just clamor for it back? " Seeing Meng Ran's appearance, Qian Shihao immediately ridiculed him.

In Qian Shihao's opinion, Meng Ran's biggest dependence is his bodyguard Ajie. Ah Jie really can fight. He beat his bodyguards three or two times, but now the boy's biggest dependence has been hit with blood on his face, and he has no ability to do it at all!

Qian Shihao naturally thought that Meng ran could be safe in this traffic accident because of his good luck. Qian Shihao was not a martial arts man, so he did not know that he was invincible.

However, Zhao Wenyu on the other side wrinkled her gray eyebrows.

This experienced decades of sophistication of the old man, instinctively feel that Meng Ran's performance at the moment is too abnormal!

How calm!

Who survived in the accident, should not be a face of fear?

Which student is surrounded by such a group of big men, should not be crying father and mother?

But the young man in front of him, from beginning to end, is as deep as the sea, calm as water, which is too unreasonable!

somehow as like as two peas in the big shop, he was out of the forenoon conference in the morning. This boy's steady look is just like this.

When these two people's minds are different, several fighters who rush in the front, the pair of iron fists left Meng Ran's body but half a meter!

At the critical moment, the young man in white opened his closed eyes!

In the pupil, the chill diffuses, the whole body is sends out an astonishing cold air!

Click! CLICK!

The concrete pavement under Meng Ran's feet suddenly freezes!

There was no sign of this scene, and the ice, which was not logical at all, was spreading like a prairie fire!

Blink of an eye has frozen to the bottom of the crowd that person's feet!

Just in a blink of an eye, more than 30 thugs in black were frozen in place, unable to move!

With a bang, Qian Shihao's cigar, which had just taken a sip, fell to the ground.

"This What is this... "

Zhao Wenyu even screamed like a ghost.

Ah Jie saw Qian Zhao's expression in his eyes, just like Meng ran killed Fang Qingdong in Fang's hall a few hours ago. All of them could not accept this kind of empty and frozen magic.

"Hum, these idiots are afraid now. If you see Meng Xianshi's demeanor of killing evil things, they will be scared to pee their pants."

"How can it freeze? This is October? "

"Can't move! My feet are frozen

"What the hell is this? Why can't it be broken?"

At this time, people are like wild ducks swimming in the lake. In the blink of an eye, the lake is frozen, and everyone is frozen on the surface of the lake. They can't do without one step.

Meng ran turned a deaf ear to the panic of the crowd, but he walked slowly towards the crowd step by step.

The thug nearest to Meng ran, at the moment when he passed Meng ran, was accompanied by the sound of freezing, from bottom to top, covered with ice!

It's not a sound of ice sculpture!