"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Ling Xiao, who is 1.9 meters tall and muscular, is almost invincible in this kind of street melee.

Regardless of his combat prowess, just the muffled sounds he made with his feet on the ground, coupled with his giant-like appearance, were enough to instill fear in the hearts of his opponents.

"Gulong!"

A key member of Zhongwen Company next to Zhao Ting swallowed his saliva and asked Zhao Ting: "Ting...Brother Ting, what are we still doing?"

"Bah!" Zhao Ting spat on the ground and cursed: "Your boss has been feeding and drinking you for so many years. Are you scared if something happens to you?"

Then in a voice that was only audible to himself, he muttered: "If you can't defeat me, then you can retreat, so you can be considered worthy of Boss Zhong's care!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and moved forward as well.

"Whoosh!"

I have to say that Yida, who shouldered the heavy responsibility of "gunner", was really like a god today.

As he rushed into the crowd, an iron rod flew around in his hand, knocking down at least two or three of his opponents. No, when a knife was swung from the opposite side, he subconsciously turned his head to dodge, and the blade was about to brush his side.

It scratched my ear, but it didn't hurt at all.

Just when Yi Da realized that he was trapped in a tight siege and was surrounded by several opponents, he could only do basic dodges by relying on the iron rod in his hand.

"bang! bang! bang!"

Xiaohu, who was always as desperate as an animal when fighting, held in his hand a rubber-coated claw hammer used on construction sites to smash nails, and hit the heads of three people one after another, quickly tearing open a gash.

Greatly relieved Yida's pressure.

Under the leadership of two animal-level players like Zhao Shanhe and Ling Xiao, Cao Shugen's little brothers also showed their greatest bloodshed.

Everyone is running on the road, why should we fall behind others and be inferior to others?

By the time Lingzi, who had been on the ground for nearly half a minute before regaining consciousness, got up, both parties were already fighting.

"Fuck nm! Fuck nm!" Lingzi waved a red flag weighing 40 to 50 kilograms, and finally returned to the field after hacking at him regardless of friend or foe.

Fortunately, the few van boys he called were indeed quite capable.

Although they were slightly inferior in terms of momentum and overall strength, they would still get up immediately if they were knocked to the ground by relying on their courage and courage.

In a short period of time, I really got into a good fight with my opponent, a group of veteran gangsters.

In comparison, Zhao Ting and others, who can be called regular troops, look much uglier.

Although Zhao Ting, who holds the title of security manager of Zhongwen Company, may have a bit of a reputation on the road, he was originally a third-rate guy who climbed up the ranks by flattering others.

He was not a man of action. Even if it was to repay Zhong Wen's appreciation, he did not grease his feet and run away first like Zhe Liu. But he had no courage and no strength. In the face of the cruel reality, he suffered one after another.

Big slap.

"Bang!"

Zhao Ting, who was originally standing at the back, did not notice that Xiaohu had come close to him, and with him came the claw hammer in his hand.

Even though the skull is the hardest part in the human body, Zhao Ting's eyesight went black when he came into close contact with this solid claw hammer.

Throwing the sword in his hand, he covered his head and staggered back two steps. He finally managed to support himself, but before he could do it, he was kicked away by Zhao Dabao, who was following Xiaohu and beating him harder and harder.

"Plop!"

Zhao Ting, who had already suffered a heavy blow to his head, felt dizzy and fainted before he could use his hands to push himself up from the ground.

"Damn it! Brother, you are so dizzy, what should I do?"

The internal backbone who had been clamoring with Zhao Ting before to flee were completely panicked when they saw Zhao Ting being knocked unconscious in three or two blows.

"Pfft!"

Just when he was hesitating, Ling Xiao, who rushed out from behind, struck him on the shoulder with a knife. The powerful and heavy Ling Xiao struck out, and the wound was instantly bone-deep.

"Ouch!"

A scream came from the mouth of the inner skeleton, and the extremely sharp horse-cutting knife matched Ling Xiao's ferocious look. The moment he was chopped, he even felt that his whole body was cut in half by the horse.

!

Seeing the blood spurting out like a tide, he no longer cared about his elder brother or younger brother. The internal backbone quickly ran towards the rear.

It's like this in battles. As long as the first person takes the lead, the chances of the people behind them collapsing will be greatly increased.

People have a herd mentality, especially when they are weak. If no one runs away, then everyone will grit their teeth and fight to the end.

But now that someone has seen that something is wrong and made a "strategic shift" in time, why are you still holding on? My eldest brother is also stepping on the horse and he is not my biological father!

More than a dozen of the internal backbone members fought and retreated. The blood flowing from the internal backbone also hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield.

Zhong Wen, who was leaning alone by the car and smoking a cigarette, his eyes became increasingly dim. He had thought that he was no match for Ye Ji and others together. But he did not expect that he would fall so quickly.

What I didn't even expect was that the first person to run away was not a little bastard with a head fee of only 800 yuan, but the backbone of the company who had to pay at least tens of thousands a year to support him!

Zhong Wen's eyes were spinning. If he hadn't been leaning against the car door, he would have fallen to the ground without anyone having to do anything.

"Fuck! Aren't you brave? Aren't you a big monopoly company in the north of Tama City? Are you good at stealing money with your hands and fighting with your mouth? You can't withstand Tama's sprint for a round. You are pretending to be the big brother of mb society!"

Xiaohu becomes more and more courageous as he fights. He wields the claw hammer like Zeus in Chenghai 3c. One hammer blow can cover a large area.

Now seeing his opponent being so careless and running away as soon as he was beaten, he still opened his mouth and cursed.

"Come on, come on! Little basket, do you still remember me?"

When Lingzi saw that the person calling out was Ye Ji Xiaohu, who had had conflicts with him for a long time, he instantly felt a trace of hatred in his heart. He carried the red flag and went up. He didn't care about today's victory or defeat, he just wanted to do it.

Let’s settle old and new grudges together!

"Hoo! Hoo!"

The red flag was much thicker than the ordinary sword, and it was not easy to swing. Lingzi clenched his hands tightly, gritted his teeth and swung forward several times, but he was dodged by the alert little tiger.

Compared with Lingzi's big sword, the claw hammer in Xiaohu's hand is so easy and convenient.

"Bang!"

Taking advantage of the gap between Lingzai's swing of the knife, Xiaohu stepped forward and struck hard at the tiger's mouth where Lingzai was holding the knife with a hammer.

"Bang!"

The red flag, which was already unstable, fluttered and fell to the ground.

Xiaohu, who was extremely experienced in actual combat, did not pause at all. Instead, he raised the hammer and hit it directly at the lower jaw of Lingzi who was squatting down to pick up the knife.

"Crack!"
Chapter completed!