The sharp screams pierced the sky. Unfortunately, in a place like this, no one dared to step forward to help. Even if there were passers-by on the roadside, they would only watch from a distance. Absolutely no one would step forward to help. Jiaocheng was in such chaos.
Helping is just asking for death.
Poof...
Haisi lacked strength, and his arm was instantly scratched, and blood spattered out. He gritted his teeth, covered the wound, and did not dare to let go of the copper lock in his hand. The copper lock was the only weapon in his hand. If he didn't have it,
I am afraid that if I get this copper lock, I will have to fight for my life with my body. He shouted angrily: "Even if I die, I have to protect my dignity as a man!"
After saying that, he swung out the copper lock in his hand again. The copper lock made a loud clang and hit the opponent's face hard. The bridge of his nose was directly smashed, and blood poured out from the opponent's nose. The man
With a lot of tears and blood, he covered his nose and cried bitterly: "I'm sorry, my nose, my handsome nose is just gone!"
At this time, Hai Siqiang was on the verge of collapse. He continued to fight for ten minutes. The opponent was endless, and he could only fight alone. After ten minutes, his whole body was scratched by the opponent. Although he was hit by several knives,
But there was no fatal wound. Such an injury could be treated with a little bandage in the hospital.
"Hey, brothers, fuck the real thing!" The leading man couldn't bear this tone. At this time, he thought of taking out the real thing, that is, a pistol. However, in this land of Jiaocheng, the police and criminals have long been
It has been agreed that the appearance of firearms can only be used in fights between gangs, and firearms are absolutely not allowed to be used against local residents or innocent people. This has become the rule of the major gangs in Jiaocheng.
"Brother..." The younger brother looked at the leading man hurriedly and said, "Isn't this... against the rules?"
"Fuck, it's already this time, who cares about the rules!" The leading man scolded and took out a dark pistol from his waist. The mottled rust and the dark muzzle made Hai Siqiang recognize it at a glance.
He recognized that the gun was definitely authentic and not a forgery. He gritted his teeth and faintly heard the other party's conversation. He thought that the other party did not take out the pistol even though he had been injured several times. It seemed that the other party was interested in this.
There are big taboos. He said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of being punished when you go back?"
