Deng Kui came closer, looked at Shen Feng with a sullen face, and said loudly: "Let me see where you are going to run. You have injured our people, and you must give an explanation today."
Deng Kui turned around and waved back. Lu Zibo, with a smirk on his face, his arms wrapped around his neck with straps, squeezed from the back of the team to the front, and said loudly and triumphantly:
"Ouch, you actually found two helpers. If you don't defeat you guys today, I will take your surname.
Brother Kui, Brother Lei said that we must break this boy’s arms and legs.”
In the morning, Deng Kui arranged for someone to call Lu Zibo and said that he would seek justice for him. His only request was to make the matter as big as possible.
When Lu Zibo heard this, he was so happy that he could finally take revenge. He was not afraid of making things worse. He was alone and had no fear of anything. He was happy to make such a fuss.
With a serious look on his face, Shen Feng strode forward and said loudly: "These two are not my helpers, and I don't know them.
The person you want to deal with is me, I have nothing to do with them, let them go first, and we will settle the score slowly."
"It doesn't matter if you say it doesn't matter. You are fooling a fool! I just saw you chatting happily and shaking hands with each other!
Are you feeling unsure when you see so many people coming here, and want them to tell someone to find someone?
Let me tell you, none of you can leave today. If I don’t destroy you all, my surname will not be Lu!"
Lu Zibo looked self-righteous and immediately retorted.
Seeing that Deng Kui was supporting him, he jumped up and down and showed off his power, not knowing how to master it.
Guishou stood in front, his face still expressionless, his eyes looking straight at Lu Zibo coldly, without saying a word.
Jiang Zheng stood behind him, frowning, a little worried, but not knowing what happened, and turned to look at Shen Feng.
Lu Zibo saw Gui Shou staring at him with dead fish eyes, which made him feel very unhappy. In order to establish his authority, he straightened his back and came to Gui Shou.
He pointed at the tip of Guishou's nose and said arrogantly: "What are you looking at! If you don't accept it, I'm going to dig out your eyes and stomp on them!"
If you don't accept it, do it. I can knock you down with just one hand and call me daddy. You'd better be more honest with me."
"Ha ha ha ha......."
Lu Zibo's ridicule caused a burst of laughter from the people behind him. He became even more proud and a little carried away. He patted Guishou's shoulder with his hand and said in a sharp voice: "Be good, call me daddy!"
The ghost's fists were clenched, his eyes widened, and he looked coldly at Lu Zibo who didn't know whether to live or die. He couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly struck out like lightning, punching him hard in the chest.
Lu Zibo didn't even see how he took action, but he felt a sharp pain in his chest and flew backwards.
With a "bang" sound, Lu Zibo fell onto the van behind him, and the huge impact dented the door of the van.
Lu Zibo's body softened, his eyes rolled up, he almost couldn't breathe, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he stared at the ghost hand with frightened eyes.
With an angry look on his face, Guishou strode forward, grabbed Lu Zibo by the collar, lifted him up, clenched his other hand into a fist, and punched him twice in the stomach.
When Gui Shou was very young, his father was hacked to death by his creditor because he owed huge gambling debts. In his life, the word "father" was his embarrassment.
Because of Lu Zibo's provocation, Guishou went berserk and beat him to the ground, spitting out blood, and his face turned pale with fear.
"Brother Kui, Brother Kui, help! Help me!"
Lu Zibo knelt there, looked up at Deng Kui, and shouted in a weak voice.
Lu Zibo's heart was shaking now, and he thought to himself: Why is it always me who gets hurt? I get beaten when there is no one to support me, but I still get beaten when there is someone to support me. Why is my life so miserable?
Everyone was stunned. The opponent punched too fast. Deng Kui was the first to react, took a step back, and shouted loudly: "Cut them all."
Only then did his men come to their senses, they all took machetes, shouted, surrounded Shen Feng and the three of them and began to chop at random.
On average, five or six people kill one person with a knife. This ratio is indeed too disparate.
However, Shen Feng dealt with these young people like they were playing, but he did not exert all his strength and just pretended to deal with them.
Shen Feng dodged and dodged to the left, blocking his kicks with his hands, as if he was struggling.
He also deliberately stabbed himself in the arm, and the blood quickly stained his clothes red, making him look like he was seriously injured.
Jiang Zheng's kung fu was much worse. Although he pulled out his dagger, he could barely resist for a while.
But there were too many people to hold off the opponent. One of them was not careful, and his arms and back were cut several times. The blood dyed his clothes red, and he struggled there hard.
Ghost Shou is the most hated attacker here. He has a serious look on his face and two cold rays of light shot out from his eyes. He pulls out a military dagger from his waist and jumps into the crowd instead of retreating.
The ghost's hands were ruthless, his strikes were like lightning, and his moves were deadly, just like a tiger descending from a mountain, daggers flying up and down, and the screams of his men continued.
With a "bang" punch, the ghost hand knocked one of his men to the ground. At this time, five or six people were lying next to him, with blood pouring from all over their bodies, and they were lying on the ground wailing uncontrollably.
Guishou was also very tired and looked a little relaxed. He stood there and took a breath.
At this time, Lu Zibo had a machete in his hand, and quietly walked out from the corner behind Guishou, slowly approached, raised the bright machete, gritted his teeth, his face became ferocious, and he was about to chop it down.
Suddenly there was a sound of sirens in the distance, someone called the police, and the police came.
Deng Kui's face immediately became nervous and he shouted quickly: "Hurry up, Lei Zi is coming!"
After saying that, he quickly ran into the van and started the car. The gang of men hurriedly carried their own people into the van and drove away quickly.
"Brother Kui, Brother Kui, wait for me!"
When Lu Zibo saw Deng Kui and the others driving away, he became anxious and shouted loudly.
There was a scuffle among everyone just now, and Lu Zibo quietly hid in the corner. He originally wanted to hit the ghost when he wasn't paying attention, but the police came.
Guishou turned around sharply and saw Lu Zibo holding a machete, intending to chop him. Guishou's face immediately darkened, he glared at Lu Zibo and walked toward him step by step.
When Lu Zibo saw it, he was so frightened that he immediately dropped the machete in his hand and knelt on the ground with a "plop".
With a look of horror on his face, he kept kowtowing and said with a cry: "Grandpa, have mercy on me, grandpa have mercy on me, please spare me, I don't dare to do it anymore."
Guishou strode up to him, kicked him down, and stepped on his neck. Without saying a word, he raised the knife and cut off his hand tendons and hamstrings. The pain made him cry "Wow!" stand up.
"Don't move! Police!"
Three or four police cars came to the door of the hotel, and more than a dozen police officers got out and rushed in.
When Shen Feng saw something bad, he quickly grabbed Jiang Zheng beside him and asked Guishou to follow. The three of them hurriedly ran into the backyard and climbed over the back wall. Opposite was an old residential area.
Shen Feng ran quickly in front, Guishou and Jiang were following closely behind. Soon they got rid of the police and came to an abandoned construction site. The three of them found a hidden place and rested.