Only when the wound on his back was burning and painful did Zhao Shanhe realize that times had changed.

The "Mitsubishi" combination, which has not held a knife for ten years, can no longer conquer a group of people with two swords as it did ten years ago.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the gangsters running on the road now are more aggressive and unscrupulous than they were ten years ago. The methods used ten years ago are obviously outdated, and falling behind means being beaten. So the confident "Mitsubishi" stumbled today

Already.

According to the development of today's events, perhaps the "Mitsubishi" combination with astonishing combat power will cause some damage. If we keep gritting our teeth and persisting, we may not have a chance to disperse these little bastards and achieve the final victory.

But even if they win, it will be a tragic victory. The two of them will definitely pay a heavy price today, and it may even be the life of one of them.

Of course, all this is just a beautiful fantasy based on the two people's past achievements. Based on the development trajectory of the matter, the most likely possibility is that they died on the spot.

However, compared to those "social big brothers" who are stepped on by the newly rising gangsters, Zhao Shanhe is undoubtedly lucky, and Ling Xiao is also lucky.

Because, just as the two were trapped in a tight siege and gritting their teeth in a bloody battle, the roar of an engine sounded outside the small courtyard where Zhou Ming's company was located.

"Buzz buzz!"

Five sets of bread, led by a Wrangler, completely blocked the entrance to the courtyard.

With a "bang" sound, the front passenger door of the Wrangler was pushed open, and a fat man named Dabao, who weighed about 200 pounds and carried a head of long, yellow, middle-parted hair, jumped out first.

He held a seven-hole Dakan Dao in his hand, raised it high in the air and roared: "There are more people than there are, are you little JB brats also opponents? Touch my chicken brother, and you will be buried under the horse."

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"Boom! Boom!"

As the car door kept being pushed open, people were getting out of the five buns, and everyone was holding a dick in their hands.

There is no harm without comparison. Most of the people who came down from the five sets of bread brought by Dabao were friends with Ye Ji during this period. They tried to take a sip of soup from the suburban construction site project and had already achieved a certain level on Chengbei Road.

An accomplished old bastard.

Different from the group of bastards across the street who are still struggling between life and death for the five hundred yuan head fee, those who came to help Ye Ji have already crossed that stage, belonging to a few years ago or even

People who have stood up despite the waves and washed away the sand more than ten years ago.

The biggest difference between the two is that this group of old bastards were the most courageous and courageous group of people back then. They would not accept the porcelain work without diamonds, so they agreed to Xiaohu Dabao's request to help, and naturally

I just thought about what kind of scene I would encounter.

They know better than the little bastards that effort and reward are directly proportional. The pursuits of the two may be different, but the goals are the same. The difference lies in the vast difference in experience and means.

As this group of old bastards landed on the battlefield, the leader of the 500-dollar warrior team was obviously a little unsure, and immediately prepared to grease his feet and retreat.

Dabao, who was walking at the front, became angry when he saw that his cousin's T-shirt was almost cut into rags on his back! He raised the seven holes in his hand high and quickly entered the battlefield.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The gangster at the front didn't even have time to turn around and see who his opponent was before he was chopped down by Dabao Kaka with two knives.

Dabao chopped one person over, and without losing strength, he kicked the second person again. Before that person could get up, he was surrounded by old gangsters who swarmed behind Dabao and violently chopped him.

When the old bastards separated, the kid was almost chopped into pieces.

At thirty versus two, this group of five-hundred-dollar warriors can be so powerful that they can't retreat or break up. That's because they know that victory is right in front of them.

As long as he kills both of them, he can still get at least five hundred yuan. If he is lucky enough to be the one who grabs the head, he can become a well-known gangster.

So when about thirty people were attacking the "Mitsubishi" combination just now, they all paid great attention to their angles and positions. It's one thing to want to make money, but it's another thing not to want to be hacked too much.

The reason why the "Mitsubishi" combination was able to hold on for three to five minutes without being completely defeated was due to their bravery on the one hand, and the ulterior motives of these young 500-dollar warriors on the other.

The 500 warriors, who were united by common interests, immediately fell apart when they encountered real trouble.

"One of them is the same! I will kill them all! If you dare to touch my chicken brother, you will all die!"

Zhao Dabao, who was originally at the bottom of society, has experienced a significant improvement in both his mood and abilities after following Xiaohu through the recent series of events.

Under the subtle influence of Xiaohu, this little fat man who didn't know who to hit with the ax more than a month ago was now slashing at people one after another without any mercy.

The problems of human nature continue to intensify after the end of the world. These five-hundred-dollar warriors are a true portrayal of the lowest-level bastards. If you give enough money to make the pie round, if you want to carry out a murder project, you can probably do it with one hand.

More than half.

As long as the benefits are in place, they don't care whether they need to run away or risk losing their lives. They just want to make money as quickly as possible.

However, daring to kill is not the same as daring to die. For example, now that they find that their opponent is invincible, they will habitually look for their leader.

When they were rushing to earn that 10,000 yuan, they wouldn't remember that they had a "temporary big brother", but now that they can't stand up to each other, they will definitely ask their big brother for advice.

After a quick glance, I found that the "temporary big brother" was already fucking gone. These five-hundred-dollar warriors were not stupid, so they couldn't continue to do it stupidly. Why don't we just give up now and wait?

Can run!

"Bah, bah, bah!"

They all threw the guy to the door and tried to run towards the door. But their escape route had already been blocked by the buns, and now they really had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth!

Hook, who came with Dabao and was hidden behind the crowd, dragged a kid who was trying to escape from the crack, grabbed his head, banged on the door of the bakery, threw it to the ground, and patted him.

He clapped his hands and shouted: "Put us in three rows and kneel down before me! Whoever is still standing after five seconds will lie down!"

"Thump thump!"

This group of little bastards who had been fighting to the death just now were standing in line with the elementary school students in the physical education class. As the physical education teacher shouted, the group of people immediately found their positions and knelt together.

"Fuck! Brother, how could you be punished by such a player!" Zhao Dabao, who was still confused, asked his cousin Zhao Shanhe with some confusion.

Zhao Shanhe was sweating from the pain of the stab wound on his back, and he opened his mouth to curse: "You are trying to follow my hindsight again when you step on the horse, aren't you? If I were you, the body would be cold if you couldn't fix it right now!"

Zhao Dabao chuckled and didn't answer any more. Thirty to two, he just opened his mouth to brag. If it were him, it would most likely be worse.

Zhao Shanhe took the gauze from Hook's hand and was gritting his teeth to bandage himself temporarily and asked again: "How do you know, Dabao, that we are starting to work here?"

Dabao shook his head: "We didn't know that you had already started working, but we knew that you had announced that you would come to Ping Zhouming's company at 10:30. Brother Xiaohu thought that we are all a group, and we can't do it without your efforts.

Just look at it."
Chapter completed!