The Rejuvenation System of Hehuan: Starting with a Young Woman in an Apartment

Chen Mo looked at the remaining people and said, "What? Weren't you going to teach this old man a lesson? Why aren't you going to attack?"

The remaining thugs remained silent, then swallowed hard and looked at the blond-haired guy.

At this moment, the angry expression on Huang Mao's face turned into utter terror, and he looked at Chen Mo and said, "How do you have such strength?"

Chen Mo said, "Don't worry about that. I've already told you, you're skinny and weak, and you think you can lecture this old man?"

"Your remaining underlings seem hesitant to come up. Why don't you come up and give this old man a try? Let me learn a thing or two."

Chen Mo looked towards the blond-haired man.

Huang Mao was terrified when he saw what Chen Mo had just shown.

Compared to Chen Mo's strength, he was indeed a weakling.

He never dreamed that Chen Mo, such a wretched old man, would have such terrifying strength.

If we really force it, I'm afraid it will cause serious injury.

Zhang Lin, who was a young woman with a spiritual connection to the city, was unaware of all this. She only noticed that the thugs and her boyfriend's momentum suddenly weakened, and she didn't know why.

The energetic young woman, Zhang Ling, hurriedly urged the blond-haired man, "Hey, honey, what are you doing? Why are you backing away?"

Cold sweat broke out on the blond-haired man's forehead. He then said to the young woman, "Honey, this old man doesn't look like someone to mess with. Maybe we should just let it go."

Zhang Lin, the "spiritual young woman," is the kind of person who gets a more positive image the more violent someone is.

Seeing Huang Mao suddenly become so cowardly, Huang Mao instantly shrank in Zhang Lin's mind and felt extremely ashamed.

"Have you no backbone? You're even afraid of an old man! Are you even a man? If you don't help me get revenge today, we're breaking up!" said Zhang Lin, the young woman.

Upon hearing Zhang Lin's sharp and sarcastic tone, the blond-haired man's face turned extremely ugly.

He hates it most when people say he's not a man.

However, considering that he hadn't slept with the young woman yet, he could only suppress his anger.

After all, he had been pursuing him for many days, and it would be a real shame to give up now. The blond-haired man thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said to Chen Mo, "Old man, I'll give you one more chance. Are you going to apologize or not?"

Huang Mao still wanted to take advantage of the situation.

Chen Mo almost laughed.

He said directly to the blond-haired guy, "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to do it, just do it. You're not really too scared to go for it, are you? Otherwise, your girlfriend will really look down on you."

Huang Mao instantly realized he was in a bind.

Turning around, I saw that Zhang Lin's expression was getting increasingly grim.

Huang Mao had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

He thought to himself, "He's just an old man. Even if he's a bit stronger, he's a young man, and at least he's more agile than Chen Mo. What's there to be afraid of him for?"

Thinking of this, the blond-haired man immediately sneered at Chen Mo, "Hmph, old man, you're too arrogant. Looks like I need to teach you a lesson."

After saying that, Huang Mao rushed forward, and Chen Mo rushed over as well.

However, this time Huang Mao wasn't as foolish as those thugs. Just as he was about to rush in front of Chen Mo, he suddenly dodged nimbly and caught Chen Mo off guard, running to Chen Mo's side and throwing a punch.

The blond-haired man was overjoyed.

It seems like it was a success.

At this moment, Chen Mo turned to look at the blond-haired man who had run to his side.

He reached out and grabbed his fist.

Then, with a sudden burst of force, it produced a cracking sound.

The blond-haired man was in excruciating pain, like a pig being slaughtered, and his entire body went limp like a shrimp, arching over.

The blond-haired man said, "Let go, let go."

Chen Mo laughed, "You think you can fool me with your little tricks? Looks like you're a really cunning kid."

After saying that, he pinched it again.

Huang Mao was a spineless coward who relied on others for power; his physical abilities were not much better than the other thugs.

He was afraid that if Chen Mo kept squeezing, he would crush his fist.

He hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, saying, "Sir, please let go, please let go! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness."

Although Huang Mao apologized, Chen Mo was not willing to let him off so easily.

Instead, she continued clenching his fist and said, "Why are you begging for mercy so easily? You're so spineless; won't your girlfriend be very disappointed?"

"Your girlfriend sent you to teach me a lesson, but instead you're kneeling down and begging for forgiveness. That's really embarrassing."

As he spoke, Chen Mo deliberately glanced at Zhang Lin, the "spirited young lady."

as predicted.

Zhang Lin, the spirited young woman, was quickly provoked by Chen Mo's anger.

It turns out that the image of a real man that Huang Mao usually put on was all fake.

Just now, Zhang Lin, the energetic young woman, looked at the blond-haired man with admiration. After all, in her mind, he had always been a very tall and strong figure.

Unexpectedly, the blond-haired man couldn't even handle an old man, and he was so cowardly.

Even if Chen Mo does have some skills, he shouldn't be kneeling down and begging for mercy in such an embarrassing way, right?

This is purely a matter of principle.

Zhang Lin, the young woman, couldn't accept seeing the blond-haired man kneeling down.

Now, instigated by Chen Mo, he was even more furious.

He yelled at the blond-haired man, "Get up right now! How come you can't even handle an old man? You're useless!"

Seeing this, Chen Mo tightened his grip on the blond-haired man's fist and said, "Did you hear that? Your girlfriend told you to be tougher, so why don't you stand up and show me what you've got? Let this old man see what you're really capable of."

Huang Mao howled in pain again. Chen Mo had his life in his hands and he was no match for Chen Mo. He would only fight back if he lost his mind.

The louder he yelled, the harder Chen Mo beat him.

Seeing Zhang Lin's shouting spurred Chen Mo to increase his strength even further.

The blond-haired man hurriedly yelled at the young woman, "You bitch, stop yelling! You're about to kill me!"

Huang Mao no longer cared about going to bed with her.

If Zhang Lin, the "spiritual young lady," provokes Chen Mo again, he might end up losing his hand to Chen Mo.

The young woman instantly lost her confidence and looked at the blond-haired man, not expecting him to call her a filthy bitch.

Just a couple of days ago, Huang Mao was practically worshipping her, calling her "darling" and obeying her every word.

I never expected that he couldn't even handle a mere old man. Not only did he lack backbone, but he also took his anger out on her because of it.

Zhang Lin, the spirited young woman, now understands that the blond-haired man was only with her because of lust.

When faced with danger, he not only knelt down but also turned on her on the spot.

This instantly infuriated Zhang Lin, the young woman.

He rushed over and started punching and kicking me. "You bastard, you lied to me all along. You said you loved me, and now you dare to call me a bitch."

Upon seeing this, Chen Mo couldn't help but smirk and immediately released his grip on the blond-haired man's fist.

They stood aside and watched the show.