Dadong, Xiaohu, A Teng and others all exclaimed, but they saw that guy Chen Tairan, like a normal person, casually grabbed a person's neck and blocked him in front of him, and continued to rush towards the other side. Most of them thought that boy was
The stance of a humanoid shield wielder!
"Fuck...this guy...this guy..." Zhao Xiaohu and Atong were both dumbfounded.
In fact, it's not just them, everyone on the opposite side also has the same thoughts, secretly wondering if this guy is still a human being? Even if you are making a movie, you have to worry about the feelings of the supporting cast, right? Not with such a cruel person...
When the man holding the five-shooter saw this posture, he couldn't help but feel weak in his legs. When it came to fighting, he was also a veteran. He had seen fierce men who could continue to fight after being knifed, but a monster who could still be so lively and vigorous after being shot was damn good.
This is the only one without a semicolon!
Chen Tairan rushed to the red brick house and suddenly threw the kid in his hand to the side, knocking over three or four others. He fell to the ground and rolled over. He knocked over the big man in the black vest with his legs and swung the nunchaku in his hand.
As long as you go out and take a photo of your face, it will be a hit!
This guy's strength is quite strong. The face of the big man in the black vest is not harder than a stone. How can he be hurt? Half of it was broken on the spot! If someone hadn't deliberately controlled the strength, I'm afraid a big head would have been transformed on the spot.
It turned into a rotten watermelon.
"Let's go!" Chen Tairan easily grabbed the big man's five-round shot, but no one dared to step forward as the gun was pointed at him.
Chu Zhendong took the opportunity to exert his strength and swung the long stick hard, showing the essence of the stick technique!
There is an old saying in martial arts, "The spear pricks a line, the stick sweeps away a large area." Brother Dadong is indeed very majestic now. He swung the long stick and swept it out, making a whining sound within three to five meters. It was really difficult to get close.
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A bunch of Jingxi men really had no choice. Dong Ge’s stick was made of steel pipes and was very heavy. Most people couldn’t handle it. But when it fell into his hands, it became a symbol of strength, and
I'm not afraid of clashing with knives. No matter who comes up, I'll fall down if I take a stick from him!
Chen Tairan and Zhao Xiaohu helped the two wounded people get into the car, and Chen Tairan got into the driver's seat. When he stepped on the clutch and shifted the gear, the Highlander roared and started moving again.
"Get in the car!" Chen Tairan shouted loudly and bumped into the crowd on the opposite side!
No matter how fierce the men were, they couldn't fight head-on with the iron guy, so they all retreated. Chu Zhendong took the opportunity to jump on the seat. As soon as the door was closed, the Highlander roared outwards and flew away!
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At the same time, a phone rang at an abandoned construction site on the outskirts of Jingxi...
Tuesday Pao was bragging and farting with his younger brothers when suddenly a call came. He picked it up casually. After hearing a few words, his whole body suddenly jumped up: "What! What did you say! Someone took away the meat ticket? Damn it!"
What do you dogs13 do for food? Who the hell can still run, jump, and pant, get over here!"
"Brother Pao, what's wrong?" the younger brothers asked worriedly.
"It's none of your business, keep playing." Tuesday Pao replied absently, got up and walked towards the depths of the construction site.
In the afternoon, a group of men with their heads and bodies wrapped in gauze hurried over. After asking where the Second Artillery Brother was, they quickly got into the depths of the construction site.
Along the way, several people were a little uneasy. The youngest one seemed to have endured it for a long time and finally asked: "Brother Bao, do you think Mr. Zhou will..."
"Don't worry, it probably won't be." Brother Bao patted the shoulders of some of the younger brothers and comforted: "The people we met today are all masters of the road. Well... I should say that they are not the same as us at all.
Not a stranger."
"What do you mean?" Several men looked at each other, not knowing why.
"I can't explain it to you in a sentence or two. Let's put it this way, have you ever seen anyone who can hit ten, dozens, or dozens of people at one time?"
The men smiled bitterly and said, "I've never seen him before, but I've learned a lot today."
"So, you still have a lot to learn." Brother Bao took out his cigarette, put it in his mouth, looked into the distance, and said leisurely: "In the past two years, I was just like you, I didn't understand anything, and it was Brother Erpao who led me.
It’s an eye-opener. You have to remember that when you go out to hang out, you don’t have to be very capable and you can get less money, but you have to be smart about your tricks! There are some people you can’t afford to offend in your life..."
Just as he was talking, Tuesday Pao had already come up to him. When he saw them, he patted the shoulders of the young men and comforted them without saying any harsh words, which made all the men sigh in relief.
Behind Tuesday Pao, there stood two middle-aged men, one fat and one thin. They were wearing black shirts in the summer, and they were not too hot. The younger brothers of Tuesday Pao looked at them and wanted to laugh a little, but the boss was right.
They are so respectful, but they don't have the guts to laugh.
"A Bao, come here." Zhou Zuipao stretched out his hand to call his right-hand man, turned around and said with a smile: "Two senior uncles, please ask if you have anything to say."
Abao didn't need to wait to ask, and he immediately explained everything like a bamboo tube. The fat man listened for a long time, and suddenly frowned and said: "Wait a minute, you said that the person was shot at close range by the sprayer. Not only did he not die, but he could still continue.
Fight against someone?"
Abao had known that there was a story here, so he immediately cheered up and described the situation in detail, especially the "bang bang bang bang" sound made after the bullet was hit, which he paid special attention to.
The fat man and the thin man looked at each other and gritted their teeth at the same time: "Damn it, the golden bell!"
When Zhou Zuopao heard this, he couldn't help but be confused, and asked hurriedly: "Uncle Master, didn't you say that those guys are all members of the Xingyi Sect, and they also know how to use the Golden Bell?"
"Bullshit!" Fatty glared at Zhou Zuipao and said fiercely: "Of course people from the Xingyi Sect don't know that, but how can you be sure that the other party doesn't know the masters of Shaolin?"
Tuesday Pao was trained to keep his head straight and not dare to talk back.
"No matter what, our Iron Palm Gang can't be cowardly this time." The thin man who had been silent until now finally said: "What's wrong with the Shaolin master? Shaolin masters can run rampant and be unreasonable? He is obviously the one who did the ruthless things.
After deposing my apprentice first, I can’t reason with him anymore?”
"Uncle Gao, please calm down. Actually, it's my fault that I didn't explain this to you clearly before." Zhou Zuipao hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, and he persuaded his uncle to stop.
"Fourth, let's go, let's go meet that kid right now and see if he is really that mysterious!" The thin man grabbed the fat man and strode out.
Before I had walked a few steps, a powerful voice suddenly came from downstairs: "Where is the gunman on Tuesday? Go and tell him that Anyang and Chu Zhendong are here to keep the appointment!"
The fat and thin people looked at each other and both showed a hint of sneer. Okay, there is no need to bother looking for it this time, they have already arrived at your door!
