"Okay, master!"

Mitchell stood up, walked out of the seat with his hands ready to approach Zhong Wei step by step.

"Gurl!"

Seeing that Mitchell was tall and big and muscular, Zhong Wei couldn't help but swallow and spit, and his heart felt very weak.

But soon, he calmed down and pretended to Mitchell, "Don't think that you, a foreigner, are tall and big and muscular, can't beat you, and you will be afraid of you."

"If you think so, you're very wrong."

"To be honest, Chinese in the United States have been learning martial arts since elementary school. Not to mention you are a foreigner, even ten foreigners like you, I can beat you all without any effort!"

Mireiko quickly said to Mitchell in English: "This foreign brother, he said it well. He is really good at fighting. You should not worry about me, so I will feel sorry for him if he hurts you."

When Mitchell was concerned about her, his bones suddenly became soft and he laughed: "Miss, don't worry, I, Mitchell, is not as weak as you imagined. A man like him, a hundred or a thousand are not enough for me, Mitchell!"

When Zhong Wei heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

"Foreigners who are looking for death dare to look down on me so much, then I will let you taste how hard my fist is!"

After saying that, he punched Mitchell.

It's a joke!

The air was blown by his fists, and it was like a firecracker.

"Maiga! This Chinese seems to have really good skills!"

In the cabin, many foreigners were frightened by Zhong Wei's fists.

Hearing these screams, Zhong Wei's mouth curled a curve and pretended to behave, "Wait for me to punch and break your ribs, foreigner!"

When the words were finished, his fists were approaching Mitchell.

Just then, Mitchell raised his hand and grabbed his fist easily.

"Um?"

Zhong Wei frowned suddenly, looking very surprised. He tried hard to pull his fist back, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull his fist back.

"how so?"

Zhong Wei was shocked.

Mitchell grinned: "Do you still dare to show off with me?"

When Zhong Wei heard this, he was immediately angry and raised his foot to kick Mitchell at the vital point.

"Be careful! He wants to kick you in the vital position!" Meireiko hurriedly reminded.

Mitchell smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss, he can't kick it."

After saying that, Mitchell quickly and quickly grabbed Zhong Wei's kicking foot, then grabbed Zhong Wei's hands and feet, raised Zhong Wei, smashed it to the ground, and stepped on Zhong Wei with one foot.

"Ouch!"

Zhong Wei screamed strangely and shouted at Mitchell: "Take your dog legs away!"

Mitchell smiled coldly: "My owner said, let me tear you apart and rush off the plane, so you're over."

After saying that, Mitchell lifted Zhong Wei like a chicken, walked along the aisle and headed towards the bathroom.

"No! No!!!"

Zhong Wei struggled desperately and realized that Mitchell was very powerful and could not break free. He immediately became anxious and shouted: "My grandfather is the veteran of the Tang Sect in the United States. Do you know the Tang Sect? Every Chinatown is the world of the Tang Sect. Our Tang Sect masters are like clouds. If you dare to tear me apart, no matter which country you go to in the West, you will die miserably!"

"What!"

Many people in the cabin were frightened and started to talk.
Chapter completed!