Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

As the saying goes, a true master reveals himself with a single move!

As soon as Shen Mo appeared at the door, his tall, straight posture, like a pine tree, attracted everyone's attention.

He wore a close-fitting, pure black T-shirt and dark camouflage training pants. His black military boots stepped firmly on the floor, silently spreading an aura of intimidation.

Hui Ge's two brothers stepped forward to block him. Shen Mo showed no fear on his face. He punched, grabbed, locked throats, dodged sideways, and then elbowed them down. The series of movements were smooth and flowing like clouds and water. The two gangsters could only scream in pain!

Tan Xiao's eyes widened, forgetting his own sorry state of being stepped on, and he murmured, "My God, this is a master…"

Then, the pressure on his face eased. The person stepping on him was also lifted by Shen Mo and thrown out like a broken kite!

He really was thrown out.

Although Hui Ge was thin, he weighed at least 130 to 140 pounds. How much strength would it take to throw someone like that?

Tan Xiao quickly sprang to his feet with a carp-like flip and stood firmly in front of Bai Youwei in a protective posture.

"Now you know how tough we are? Come on, let's go again!" He shouted fiercely. If you ignored the shoe print on his face, he actually looked quite intimidating at this moment.

The three gangsters helped each other up, each one more battered than the last, knowing they had met their match.

Hui Ge glanced at Shen Mo and Tan Xiao with resentment and sneered, "Just a cripple and someone who isn't even a woman, and you're protecting them like treasures? If you like them so much, keep them! This kind of goods is only good for a bit of fun. If you really give them to the boss, even he would find them disgusting!"

Bai Youwei's face turned pale, and a hint of darkness flashed across her eyes.

"Do you want to try saying that again?!" Tan Xiao threatened, waving his fist.

Panic flashed across Hui Ge's eyes. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and limped away from the supermarket with his companions.

After they left, Tan Xiao approached Shen Mo and tried to make friends. "Dude! That was amazing! You're so good at fighting, why did you wait until the last minute to take action?"

He put his arm around Shen Mo's shoulder and smiled mischievously, "Do you think it looks cooler to wait until the last minute? Don't worry, I get it!"

Shen Mo calmly removed his hand, walked to Bai Youwei's side, picked her up, turned around, and walked out.

"Cool~" Tan Xiao whistled and quickly chased after them. He picked up the jacket Shen Mo had left at the door and shouted as he ran, "Hey, brother, what's your name? I'm Tan Xiao. Tan from 'carefree,' Xiao from 'carefree.' What about you?…"

He chased them all the way to the SUV and handed the jacket to Shen Mo. "This is yours, right? I saw you left it at the door. Why are you wearing a jacket in such hot weather?… Oh, oh, you're afraid your sister will be cold at night, so you went back to the car to get your jacket to cover her, right?"

He kept talking to himself, but no one paid him any attention.

Shen Mo's expression was cold, keeping everyone a thousand miles away, while Bai Youwei's face remained gloomy, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

Tan Xiao touched his nose, feeling that this pair of siblings was strange.

Just as he was feeling discouraged, Shen Mo took the jacket from him and said faintly, "Thank you."

Tan Xiao perked up again.

He was good at seizing an opportunity and immediately grinned. "You're welcome! We're all heroes of the world. Of course, we should draw our swords to help when we see injustice! When we're away from home, we rely on our brothers. Today I help you, tomorrow you help me. What matters is loyalty! If you need anything in the future, just come to me! Brother Xiao will definitely be there!"

He chattered on and on.

Bai Youwei in the car moved her lips and spat out two words, "Annoying."

Shen Mo looked up at her.

Oblivious, Tan Xiao continued to talk to Shen Mo familiarly. "…If you really want to thank me, and I can't refuse your kindness, how about teaching me a few moves?"

He stretched out his fists and legs in the air, mimicking fighting stances.

"Like those moves you just did, they were awesome! How did you do that?… Ah! Ah!… Look at my posture, isn't it standard?"

Shen Mo didn't want to talk.

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