The driver called the police and stopped Yang Zimei and others, so as not to let them go, because the young man just had a dispute with them before jumping the window.
What's more, Yang Zimei and his group are super strange.
A hair must be white, the old gods who are fairy -like bones, one looks cumbersome, but also breaks a false Taoist look, and holds a white puppy like a fox in her arms.
The aura is like a fairy girl who came out of the painting.
These three people should not walk together, but they are together. It is really strange and evil. [
Therefore, the driver and others naturally doubt that the accident of a young man is definitely related to their pedestrians.
The young man named Li Gui, his legs were broken, and he shed tears and snot. He touched his phone from his pants pocket, dialed a number, said a few words, and stared at Yang Zimei fiercely.
After about five minutes, a lot of motorcycles sounded on the road. There were ten motorcycles. Each motorcycle was uploaded to two people.
Steel pipe or something.
The person who got out of the car to see the lively person was scared to get in the car and asked the driver to drive away quickly.
The driver also felt troublesome, but did not dare to drive away, worried that there would be greater trouble.
The ten motorcycles drove to the wind, surrounded by Li Gui, shouted: "Li Shao, who hurts you, our buddies have revenge for you!"
Li Gui pointed to the three people, "kill the two old ones, and tie me down."
"Good Lat!"
Those motorcycles began to turn around around Yang Zimei and others, and they wielded the steel pipes in their hands. They smiled and were scary.
However, Yuqing and others are not ordinary people. These hooligans are really not in their eyes.
"Brother, the nephew, kill the chicken with a cattle knife?" Yu Zhenzi said disdain.
"Uncle, let me come, so as not to be tired of you." This kind of work of beating people, Yang Zimei still felt that she should let her junior work.
"Girl's house, just look at it. The uncle hasn't practiced his hands for a long time, so that the uncle is addicted to it. Otherwise, this guy does not know that there is a master outside the mountain." Yu Zhenzi.
When Yang Zimei saw him insisted on this, he didn't insist.
Let's first enjoy the uncle, let's take a look at the real kung fu of the uncle by the way.
The uncle's inside was not enough, but she could see that his outsourcing kung fu was there, otherwise, he would not have muscles into a ride.
The twenty -twenties saw that Yu Qing and others were not panicked at all, and even spoke at Youyou, angry.
"Start! Killing Li Shao's support!" One of them yelled. They could say so much, that was because of Li Gui's identity. His dad was Li Yiyuan, the public security director in the city.
The crowd threw the motorcycle aside, and the steel pipe surrounded the steel tube to surround the three people. [
"ah"
Yu Zhenzi yelled, his body jumped high, his legs kicked in a serial, like a whirlwind, with a strong leg wind, sweeping the twenty people ...
Yang Zi's eyebrows jumped slightly. Although she did not practice the foreigners, she also watched a lot of theoretical descriptions about the outsourced fist and swords in the Taoist outlook.
She recognizes the legs of the uncle, which is the invincible whirlwind legs of the Tan family's legs ...