The group pet boss is a living ancestor

Chapter 451 Your Wrist Is About to Dislocate
Yazan showed off his dark and bulky muscles, with tendons all over his body, which must be extremely painful to beat.

"What does he protect me have to do with you? And you." Nan Cheng glared at the younger brother standing next to Yazan: "Don't worry about sister-in-law and sister-in-law, I won't like it if all the men in the world are dead. Yazan."

"You..." Yazan's face turned red instantly, this was Chi Guoguo's insult, how could he, who is usually regarded as a big brother in the eyes of the younger brother, be able to withstand this kind of insult.

But after all, Nan Cheng was the woman he liked, and he didn't dare to get angry with her before marrying her home.

I can only vent my anger on Ah Mo: "Hey little boy, show me what you can do, what is it to hide behind women all day long?"

Ah Mo frowned slightly, and there was a ripple in his heart.

Once upon a time, it seemed that someone really built a fortress for him and protected him in it.

This feeling is very strange, not wonderful, but it has an indescribable warmth.

"you……"

Nancheng just wanted to continue fighting with Yazan on behalf of Ah Mo, but unexpectedly he interrupted her.

"Nancheng, let's go."

Nan Cheng rolled her eyes at Yazan and walked towards Ah Mo.

Yazan seemed a little anxious. After all, Ah Mo not only ignored him, but also ignored him so thoroughly, how could he bear it.

In the next second, he reached out to grab Nan Cheng's wrist, stretched out his dark hands, and said, "Nan Cheng is the girl I think, no one can grab what I want, No one can beat it..."

As everyone knows, before Yazan's hand touched Nan Cheng, Ah Mo had already grabbed Nan Cheng's wrist first, pulled her to his side, and then protected her behind her.

His face was as cold as frost, and his expression was calm and composed, and he didn't have any panic when facing several strong men.

"What the hell—" Yazan swears, and stretches out his hand to punch Ah Mo.

This punch was so strong that the younger brother next to him didn't even dare to look at it.

They felt that Ah Mo would go back today with a bruised nose and a swollen face, or he might have to see a doctor on the island.

"Amo, be careful—" Nan Cheng's voice sounded behind him.

Ah Mo raised his right hand slightly, and firmly grasped Yazan's fist.

His demeanor remained unchanged, as if he hadn't used any force, he grabbed his fist with ease.

Yazan pushed his fist in the direction of Ah Mo vigorously, but Ah Mo just stood firmly on the spot and didn't even move.

The younger brothers standing next to Yazan widened their eyes, looked at each other in dismay, and explained with expressions of disbelief.

What, what's going on here?Someone can take Yazan's fist.

Isn't the script that Ah Mo directly punched Yazan, and then fell to the ground?
"Ah—" Yazan began to exert force with his voice.

Ah Mo squinted his eyes, frowned slightly, and began to exert force with his fingertips.

"Crack, click, click..."

The sound of bones being broken resounded clearly, Yazan's wrist had already been twisted once, his body began to tilt, and his whole face was flushed.

He was in pain, but he couldn't cry out.

Obviously he was the one who provoked Ah Mo first, wouldn't it be too embarrassing to cry out for pain now.

"Three seconds, and your wrist will be dislocated."

(End of this chapter)