As they say, when an expert makes a move, you immediately know if they have skill!

The moment Shen Mo appeared in the doorway, his pine-like upright posture attracted everyone’s attention.

Form-fitting pure black short-sleeved tee, dark camouflage tactical training pants, a pair of black military boots stepping steadily and powerfully on the floor—an intimidating presence silently emanated.

Hui Ge’s two underlings stepped forward to block. Shen Mo’s face showed no trace of fear. He punched, grappled, locked throats, dodged sideways then pressed down with an elbow strike—a series of movements crisp and flowing like moving clouds and water. The two thugs could only scream!

Tan Xiao’s eyes widened, forgetting his own trampled embarrassment, murmuring: “My god, this is a master…”

Immediately his face loosened—the one stepping on him had also been grabbed by Shen Mo and flung out like a broken kite!

Truly flung.

Though Hui Ge was thin, he weighed at least 130-140 pounds. How much strength did it take to fling him?

Tan Xiao quickly did a carp-jump, leaping up sharply to stand steadily before Bai Youwei in a protective stance.

“See how tough we are now? Got the guts to try again?!” he shouted fiercely. If one ignored the shoe print on his face, this appearance was actually quite intimidating.

The three thugs helped each other up, each more bedraggled than the last, knowing they’d hit a hard target.

Hui Ge resentfully swept a glance at Shen Mo and Tan Xiao, sneering: “Just a cripple, doesn’t even count as a woman. You’re treating her like treasure? You like her, we’ll just give her to you! This kind of goods is only novel to play with—if you really gave her to me, I’d find her disgusting!”

Bai Youwei’s face paled slightly, a sinister light flashing in her eyes.

“Say one more fucking word and try it?!” Tan Xiao threatened with raised fist.

Panic flashed in Hui Ge’s eyes. Gritting his teeth, he turned and limped away from the supermarket with his companions.

After they left, Tan Xiao sidled up to Shen Mo to ingratiate himself: “Brother! Amazing! So good at fighting, why’d you have to wait till the last moment to step in!”

He draped an arm over Shen Mo’s shoulder, grinning mischievously: “Did you think the last moment would show your prowess best? Don’t worry, I get it!”

Shen Mo’s expression remained indifferent as he brushed off that hand, walked to Bai Youwei’s side, picked her up, and turned to walk out.

“Cool~” Tan Xiao whistled, nimbly chasing after, also picking up Shen Mo’s coat dropped by the door, chasing while calling: “Brother, what’s your name? I’m Tan Xiao—the Tan from ‘talking and laughing,’ the Xiao from ‘talking and laughing.’ What’s your name?…”

Chasing all the way to the SUV, he handed the coat to Shen Mo: “This is yours, right? I saw you dropped it outside… Why wear a coat in this heat?… Oh, oh, you were worried your sister would be cold at night, so you went back to the car to get a coat for her, right?”

He chattered away with no one responding.

Shen Mo’s expression was cold, keeping people at a thousand miles’ distance, while Bai Youwei’s face remained gloomy throughout, not knowing what she was thinking.

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

Just as he felt discouraged, Shen Mo took the coat from him, saying flatly, “Thank you.”

Tan Xiao perked up again.

Skilled at climbing up any pole offered, he immediately grinned widely: “No need for thanks! We children of the martial world naturally must draw our swords when seeing injustice! Going out depends on brothers—today I help you, tomorrow you help me. What we rely on is loyalty! If anything comes up in the future, just come find me! I, Xiao Ge, will absolutely spare no effort!”

Blathering on endlessly.

Bai Youwei in the car moved her lips, uttering two words: “Noisy.”

Shen Mo glanced up at her.

Tan Xiao remained oblivious, continuing to pull Shen Mo along familiarly: “…If you really want to thank me, I can’t not accept your gratitude. Could you teach me a few moves?”

He demonstrated moves punching and kicking at empty air.

“Like those moves you just did, so awesome!… How’d it go?… Ah-ho! Ah-ha!… Is my form standard?”

Shen Mo didn’t want to speak.