What people on the road hate the most is sneak attacks and playing dirty tricks. Although they hate it, there are still many people who like it. If you win, that's it. If you lose, you will lose face.
The one-armed general had a cold look on his face. It seemed that he had capsized in the gutter tonight. He originally planned to deal a serious blow to the Juxing Gang, but unexpectedly, he was surrounded by them instead. He wanted to ask for help, but it was obviously impossible. Look.
The only thing left to do is to outsmart them.
"Wei Li, if you're a man, you can fight me for three hundred rounds!" The one-armed general said unwillingly.
"Fuck, here I come!" Li Shaofeng shouted angrily, holding a machete and heading towards the man.
The one-armed general didn't know Li Shaofeng's ways. Within ten rounds, his chest was cut open by Li Shaofeng's blade. A long and narrow scar was filled with blood.
Ho ho ho…
The younger members of the Juxing Gang all exclaimed, they were so majestic. Now that there were more people, they were more confident. However, the younger members of the gay gang were as quiet as ice. The one-armed general was the number one general under the gay brother.
If even he couldn't withstand him, how many people could withstand that crazy man's attack?
"Brothers, take down these bastards for me!" Wei Li took the opportunity and stepped forward.
Morale has been stimulated, and you must take advantage of the situation when the opponent's morale is low to attack the opponent with all your strength.
The men and horses from both sides rushed together quickly. After one round, the men under the one-armed general were knocked to the ground by Li Shaofeng's younger brother. Just kidding, two against one, three against one, can you not defeat them? After several rounds,
, everyone was knocked to the ground by Li Shaofeng's men.
"Tie them up!" Wei Li waved his hand.
Ho ho ho…
A group of people immediately rushed forward, buckling his shoulders and arms, and pinned him to the ground. The one-armed general was very depressed. After all, his men were elite soldiers in the hands of the gay brother, but they were beaten two or three times by the opponent.
It's done in a second. If you don't tell me you're injured, you'll lose face.
"Are you going to surrender on your own, or are you going to let us use a steel pipe to burst your anus?" Li Shaofeng stared coldly at the one-armed general.
"I will fight with you!" the one-armed general snorted. His clothes were stained red by the blood from the scar on his chest. Wei Li was not much better. The wound on his shoulder blade was dripping with blood. His face was pale. The one-armed general
With an angry roar, he rushed toward Wei Li, and the two locked hands again. The younger members of the Juxing Gang shouted crazily for Wei Li, but the one-armed general was completely silent.
