The Best Little Doctor

Chen Mo did not care about the expressions of the surrounding people, and even more so, ignored Yang Wendong and Mouse, as he walked straight towards An Qingya.

An Qingya was standing not far from the door, and thought that Chen Mo wanted to leave, and immediately shouted towards Yang Dazhuang who was still standing blankly at the side: "Dazhuang, what are you doing, quickly stop him. He beat me up to such a degree, you can't let him go."

Mouse also shouted out, "Dazhuang, detain him first."

Yang Wendong and Rodent anxiously opened their mouths to speak. Finally, they succeeded in brainwashing the honest and simple Lee Dazhuang.

Lee Dazhuang blocked in front of Chen Mo, and his sturdy body enveloped him inside, exuding an imposing manner.

Both Yang Wendong and Mouse knew of Lee Dazhuang's strength. Although this guy's brain wasn't working properly, his brute force was not something to be reckoned with, and the four great King Kong were not his match either. They could definitely stop Chen Mo.

The spectators were also stunned when they saw Lee Dazhuang.

This guy, had not let down his name at all, he was truly a 'Dazhuang'.

He was 1.9 meters tall with a crew cut, and his entire body was covered in tendons and muscles. He was like a towering tower, and just by standing there, he gave off an intimidating feeling.

Someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

"I just saw him do his workout. Five hundred pounds of barbell, he held it up like he was playing with it. That was five hundred Jin! A weight lifter was only mediocre. If I were to punch out, wouldn't that break a person's bones? "

"He really has that much strength?"

"I've noticed the weight of that bell piece before. Two hundred and fifty catties on one side, that's five hundred catties."

"Regardless of whether it's real or fake, the muscles that are more developed than a fitness instructor are definitely not fake."

"This kid has a pill."

Although everyone was stunned by Chen Mo's previous performance, now that Lee Dazhuang had appeared, they did not think well of him anymore.

Why?

Because in Chen Mo's eyes, he really did not look like someone who could fight.

The four great King Kong from before were all tall and sturdy with vicious expressions on their faces. One could tell at a glance that they were all experts in fighting. On the other hand, looking at Chen Mo, who was wearing cheap clothes and had a somewhat skinny body, it would be weird if he could fight against four security guards.

But then, in the blink of an eye, Chen Mo had beat up all four security guards, leaving them dumbstruck.

One could not judge a book by its cover, this saying was indeed true.

But now, Lee Dazhuang had appeared.

He was taller, stronger, and taller than the guards.

Moreover, when Lee Dazhuang was training just now, there were a few people who were shocked by his great strength.

With this kind of physique and this kind of strength, how could Chen Mo, who was two sizes smaller than Lee Dazhuang, defeat him just like the few security guards before?

Impossible!

This was what everyone was thinking.

Yang Wendong and Mouse were not ignorant people who knew of Lee Dazhuang's power.

Not to mention Chen Mo being able to fight four security guards, even if he was able to fight ten people at once, he would still not be a match for Lee Dazhuang.

This simple-minded big guy had plenty of strength.

"You can't leave, you have to give him an explanation for beating my Brother Dong to such a state." Lee Dazhuang said in a coarse voice.

"Get out of the way." Chen Mo repeated himself.

"I can't let you." Lee Dazhuang's body was as majestic as a mountain, and had a kind of imposing manner that could rule over tens of thousands of people.

Chen Mo was worried about An Qingya, and seeing that she had not gotten up yet after falling on the ground, he became anxious, he was not willing to waste his time here.

"Big guy, this has nothing to do with you. Hurry up and get out of the way." Chen Mo said as he looked at Lee Dazhuang.

"I can't let you go unless I fall." Lee Dazhuang said honestly.

Chen Mo said seriously: "You will be injured."

When these words came out, before the crowd could even react, Yang Wendong and Mouse laughed out loud.

"Country bumpkin, be careful of your tongue. Someone who can injure Dazhuang has not even appeared! "

"Kid, once you have seen Dazhuang's fist, you will know how ignorant you are of the words that you are saying right now."

Lee Dazhuang laughed foolishly, "I'm not afraid of getting hurt."

Chen Mo did not say anymore, and said: "Then come and try blocking my way!"

"Me only knows you."

After Lee Dazhuang finished speaking, his big fist, which was the size of a claypot, smashed towards Chen Mo's chest.

The fist tore through the air, producing a sonic boom. It was fast, yet violent.

If he were to be hit by such a fist, he would most likely end up with a broken breastbone.

Everyone stopped talking and stared intently at the scene before them. They did not even blink their eyes, afraid that they would miss the most exciting part.

Not only Yang Wendong, who had the strong confidence in him, and Rodent and Yang Wendong, even the spectating crowd seemed to have seen Chen Mo being smashed and sent flying by the punch.

In the face of this majestic punch, Chen Mo's eyes were completely still.

He immediately lowered his waist, clenched his right fist, and activated the Profound Yang True Power in his body. A faint red light diffused out from his arm and gathered on his fist like water.

Bang!

Punch against punch!

A head-on clash!

A figure stood firm and flew out.

When she saw the figure that flew out, Yang Wendong was stunned. Mouse was stupefied, and even the surrounding crowd found it hard to believe.

When Yang Dazhuang fell from the sky and crashed onto the ground and passed out, everyone looked at Chen Mo mechanically, as if they were looking at a monster.

"Dazhuang... "How is this possible …"

Yang Wendong and Mouse muttered. The two of them were the ones who could not be trusted the most.

They had known Lee Dazhuang for a long time and had long understood the worth of his martial power. Generally, a dozen or so men would not be his opponent, and his brute strength was astonishing.

But now, he was actually sent flying with a single punch.

Putting aside his several hundred jin of strength, how much strength would it take to knock him flying like this with his two hundred jin body?

This country bumpkin was not to be trifled with!

After defeating Lee Dazhuang, Chen Mo did not bother with them anymore and walked towards An Qingya.

When he walked over, Chen Mo was sitting on the ground. "Ya, are you alright?"

"Brother Chen, are you alright?" An Qingya asked as well.

Because there were too many spectators, An Qingya fell to the ground again. As a result, she only saw the scene when the four security guards used their soft sticks to attack Chen Mo, and she did not see what happened behind them.

The battle had ended too quickly.

"Do I look like I have something on my mind? "But you, how did you fall off the treadmill?" Chen Mo helped her up, but before An Qingya could stand up, his legs went soft again.

Only now did Chen Mo see that her knees had turned completely purple.

"Kneel." An Qingya rubbed her weak knees, her big eyes glistening with tears.

"Let me give you a massage."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he extended his hand and pressed onto An Qingya's knee.