Mo Bing's legs were broken by Lu Ming and blood was flowing out.
Mo Bing wailed in pain, and even his tears flowed out.
A large number of people in the surroundings watched in shock.
Mo Bing was the genius disciple of the mo family and was very famous in su Tian city. Someone actually dared to break his leg? who was this person?
Many people sized Lu Ming up and guessed secretly.
"What are you shouting for? Now, get lost!"
Lu Ming shouted angrily.
As if they had been granted Amnesty, the four burly men struggled to get up, supported mo Bing with their other hand, and ran away.
Lu Ming did not care and continued to stroll on the streets.
After strolling around for a while, he walked back.
Just as she returned to mo Ying's courtyard, she met mo Ying.
"Brother Lu, how are your injuries?"
Mo Ying asked.
"I'm almost done." Lu Ming nodded and smiled.
"Then, that, that!"
Mo Ying stammered and stopped.
