Chapter 228 Bloody Battle in Beicheng District Six
Li Dazui and the four short fat guys walked out. Gao Zijian and the others were waiting for them in the alley not far from the door.
The four people walked over unsteadily, looking like they were the biggest in the world, fearing that others would not know that they were gangsters. The most helpless thing was that Li Dazui had a toothpick in his mouth at this time.
I don’t know if he wanted to look like this on purpose to show off his power? Or maybe he was really using it to show off his teeth, but judging from his arrogant look, it didn’t look like he was using it to show off his teeth. The eighth floor was just for showing off.
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Gao Zijian looked at the appearance of the four of them, and suddenly thought of the legendary Four King Kongs and the Eight Heavenly Kings. However, compared with the other four King Kongs, these four people were far behind.
He is a saint in Buddhism, and the four of them are also 'sages', but they are the number one saint and the number one master in the world of pretense.
The four of them walked across to Gao Zijian and the others. Li Dazui was the first to say, "What's going on? Are we going to fight alone? Or are we going to fight in a group?"
Gao Zijian curled his lips and said, "Whatever, but if you are in the mood, we will accompany you in a one-on-one fight with a group. Stop talking nonsense and take action."
"Fuck" Li Dazui cursed. He was the first one to make a move. He raised his fist and hit Gao Zijian on the face. Gao Zijian was already ready. He hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it and hit him with a single blow in return.
The punch hit Li Dazui's big mouth directly, causing the grandson's mouth to bleed.
When the two parties saw that they were both taking action, Nanyou cursed, "I'm f**king." He also rushed forward. This time, the two sides completely started fighting.
Six versus four, Gao Zijian and the others had a slight advantage in numbers, but Er Mao and He Yang never made a move. They were watching coldly from the side. Er Mao also knew that he did not need to participate too much in this fight, so the four of them
To Si, Li Dazui, who was so economical, said that they relied on their large number of people to bully them because of their small number of people. He Yang was dragged over by Ermao, otherwise he would have to step forward and start a fight.
Nan You was specifically focused on beating that short fat guy. The short fat guy looked quite clumsy, but he was very flexible and brave in fighting. The two sides were going back and forth, but Nan You's explosive power was strong.
He was also much taller than him, so the fat man could only engage in hand-to-hand combat with him. He pounced on Nan You like a wild boar. Nan You could also tell that the grandson planned to crush him to death with his weight.
He saw the right time, braked and kicked the short fat man directly in the stomach. This kick almost stifled him, and he staggered back four or five steps. Nanyou rushed forward with a lunge, and then
Another flying kick.
This kick directly hit his face. Who said this fat man is short? He is just a small gas tank. If such a bear dares to come out and get angry, shouldn't he be beaten early?
Zhou Liang and Jiu Mengzhi were dealing with the other two people. The two sides were going back and forth, shouting and cursing constantly, and hitting them back and forth with electric cannons and flying kicks.
Jiu Mengzhi's handle is not very good in single combat. He is the kind of person who is more suitable for group fights, with dozens of people on both sides. Because he punches slowly and does not have the explosive energy of being vigorous and resolute, he just
It's like watching Kung Fu movies in the past. Every fight is done one at a time, which is very inconsistent with the fighting style of young people at that time.
As for the person he was fighting against, his fighting skills were pretty good, and he was also quite angry. Jiu Mengzhi had always been passive, and had been hit several times by the opponent's big fists, and now his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
Zhou Liang's fight was evenly matched. Neither of them defended, neither dodged, and maybe they didn't know how to dodge. They just fought in various ways. One moment, he knocked him down, and the next moment, the other party kicked him.
It flew away, and the two men were beaten with gray faces, and there was obviously blood around their faces.
Er Mao has been watching from the side, and he is quite anxious. He couldn't help but want to go up and fight several times. In the end, he held back and decided to take a look again. After all, it is now four versus four, and it can be regarded as a one-on-one challenge between each other.
However, He Yang didn't say a word, folded his arms and just looked at it. He rarely spoke at ordinary times.
The fight between Gao Zijian and Li Dazui was the hottest. Li Dazui was quite big, but his physical fitness was not good. He may have been drained by drinking and sex. Compared with the army, this grandson's physique was simply as big as heaven and earth.
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If Gao Zijian and Da Jun were to fight one-on-one with bare hands, then Gao Zijian would definitely not be able to defeat Da Jun. Even if he could fight again, he would not be Da Jun's opponent. Da Jun's fists are like sandbags. If they hit you, the lightest ones will.
It was a punch that knocked him down, and the severe one broke his bones directly. Even though Gao Zijian's attack speed was faster than Da Jun, he still couldn't compete with him.
This is fighting. It is very realistic. Physical fitness has a lot of advantages, and if you dare to use dirty tricks, you will definitely be the king in the fight.
But Li Dazui was not good at it. He didn't have that ferocity at all. The explosive power and speed of his punches were not just a little bit different from those of the army, but a big difference. His body was also a little weak. He started to pant within ten seconds of the fight.
Getting angry.
At this moment, he punched Gao Zijian in the face. There was no routine at all. It was just a random hit, going here and there. Gao Zijian took two steps back sharply, and Li Dazui punched him several times.
It failed. When the two were fighting, Gao Zijian only received a punch from him. At this time, Li Dazui kicked him again.
Gao Zijian grabbed his leg and pushed it forward with force. Li Dazui Jinji was independent and couldn't stand at all, so he was thrown to the ground.
Gao Zijian took this opportunity and kicked him in the face. The kick was too strong. Just as Li Dazui was about to get up, Gao Zijian kicked him in the face, and the back of his head hit the ground.
There was a "boom" sound, which almost knocked him unconscious. Gao Zijian didn't care about him. He kicked him hard and gave him all kinds of flat kicks.
While kicking him, he shouted, "Holy shit, **Uncle, aren't you pretty fucking awesome? Ah? **Uncle, get up?"
This Li Dazui was kicked by Gao Zijian and had no chance to get up. He covered his face with both hands and kept rolling on the ground. If it weren't for his hair being too short, Gao Zijian wouldn't be able to catch him. Otherwise, he would have been caught long ago.
His hair was beaten.
So, there are advantages to having short hair. Otherwise, if someone grabs you with such force, your nose and mouth will bleed easily. Although the trick of grabbing hair is easy to break, you can break it off with just one move of your grappling hand.
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But most gangsters have never learned this. Once they grab their hair and press it down, they are basically trapped. They can only bend their waists and keep talking nonsense with their hands.
No, the short fat man suffered this loss. The Liu Huanfa on his head was grabbed by Nan You with both hands. He didn't even have a chance to resist. Nan You put down his hands and pressed hard, and then
Kneel him in the face and give him a hard knock. This grandson is already short, and his arms and legs are not long enough. With his head lowered and his head down, he can't touch Nan You at all.
Nan You hit him hard these times, but he was hit hard. His nose was bleeding and his face was full of scars. At this moment, the short fat man suddenly put his hand into his pocket and took it in an instant.
A spring knife came out. This is a small spring knife. The blade is at most seven or eight centimeters long. It looks like an apple knife, but no matter how small it is, at least it is called a knife. It is not a hundred times stronger than a nail clipper.