"You're not done yet, are you drafting it?" I also got really excited. For someone like the tattooed man, if you don't get down for him, he will never know what pain feels like.
Since I was prepared, I quickly took a few steps back. His machete did not hit me. I found the right opportunity and threw the brick at his face, hitting him directly on the head, drawing blood.
It flowed out instantly.
"Mumu, fuck!!" I shouted at Wang Mumu. Mumu immediately understood and swung the pickaxe handle again and hit him on the arm holding the knife.
"Peng!!"
The solid wood pickaxe handle weighed six or seven kilograms. It was definitely like playing with the arm. Wang Mumu definitely used all his strength to use the pickaxe handle. The tattooed man let out a miserable cry and threw away the machete.
Gritting my teeth in pain.
I quickly ran over, picked up the machete on the ground, and slashed his back twice. Since he had no clothes on at all and had a tattoo of a big carp all over his back, I chopped him into half in an instant.
"Draft it, stop it, fuck him, I'll chop him to death!" I put a machete on the tattooed man's neck and shouted to the chaotic crowd.
People in the crowd glanced at me and stopped one after another. To be honest, our side suffered a lot. Since we all used pickaxes, we didn’t dare to hit with all our strength for fear of killing people, so there were
Many people were injured, even Chenchen had someone chop her on the thigh.
"Drafted it up!! You are such a bastard, you are so shameless, I will fucking smash you to death!!" Chenchen was already a little red-eyed at this time, and ran over in a daze, and hit you with a pickaxe.
Tattoo on man's leg.
"Bang!"
"ah!!"
Chenchen used so much force this time that the handle of the pickaxe bounced up. The tattooed man screamed in pain, hugging his thighs and rolling on the ground.
"Okay, don't fucking fight me. If you do, I'll kill you. Let the Sledgehammer team demolish it quickly!!" I persuaded Chenchen.
"It's drafted, little kid, don't let me take it into my hands!!!" the tattooed man stared at Chenchen with his blood-red eyes and said.
When Chenchen heard this, he became so anxious that he picked up the handle of his pickaxe and tried to smash it again, but fortunately, Zhang Wei stopped him.
"Do you know what people like you are called? To put it nicely, you are called courageous, but to put it badly, you are just a tiger, smelly jb hob meat, do you understand? I have to break that leg of yours before you can
Stop it??" Wang Mumu kicked the tattooed man and said disdainfully.
The tattooed man was indeed a man. There were beads of sweat on his painful forehead. He didn't say anything and just stared at Chenchen blankly.
The tattooed man's people were all honest this time, and they were all pushed onto the road. This time, the Sledgehammer team encountered no obstacles. More than ten people suddenly became energetic. They looked at the second floor as if they saw banknotes. Sledgehammer
Those who waved it were so happy, these people were more powerful than bulldozers, and those who demolished it were professional. Some demolished walls, some demolished doors, and some demolished roofs. It took more than 20 minutes to work alone.
The second floor of the building instantly turned into a pile of bricks.
"Chenchen, call Brother Hei and tell him about this!" Zhang Wei thought more comprehensively. If someone is beaten like this, he definitely can't just let it go. There must be an explanation.
Logically speaking, we have no right to report this matter directly to Brother Hei. It feels a bit like a hot pot on a table. After all, there is Brother Xu in the middle. However, before the demolition, Brother Hei has already said that we should tell him as soon as possible if anything happens.
My eldest brother, this is also an opportunity for Brother Hei to give the newcomers a chance to take over.
Chenchen nodded, took out the phone, and called Brother Hei. After chatting for a long time, Chenchen suddenly looked at me with strange eyes, and then handed the phone to me silently.
I answered the phone in confusion and said, "What's wrong, brother??"
"Are you sick? You are the driver. Where have you been and what have you been doing? How many fucking phone calls have I made to you?" Brother Hei scolded me.
Only then did I remember that my phone was in my down jacket. I had taken off my down jacket before the fight, so I didn’t hear it.
"Brother, I was fighting just now and I didn't hear you!!" I saw that Brother Hei was a little angry and hurriedly explained.
"Where are you going and what are you doing? You bastard, do you know what you should do?!" Hei Ge said unhappily.
"I didn't know when you were going to leave, so I just wanted to come over and help. I just got a knife on my shoulder!!" I said aggrievedly.
"Okay, go and tell the person who was beaten to pay him 100,000 yuan and tell him to get out of here!" Brother Hei's tone softened a lot when he heard that I had been stabbed.
"What if he doesn't do it?" I asked tentatively.
"Do you want me to teach you anything? Think of it yourself!" Hei Ge said and hung up the phone.
"Wait for me to be a big brother! I scold the driver every day!!" I cursed at the phone unhappily, and then walked over to the tattooed man.
"Brother, let's talk?" I squatted down and said to him with a smile.
"I'm going to talk to you about something!" This tattooed man looked like he had no education at all, so he started to curse.
"Talk about money!" I knew I couldn't talk nonsense with this kind of person. I had to talk about money first. Sure enough, when he heard about money, his eyes suddenly lit up and he asked: "What money?"
"We are all outsiders! You know the rules of the road better than I do. I see that you are not too young. I salute you and call you big brother. If we have a conflict with you, there is nothing we can do. We also use people's money to do things.
Brother, are you right?" I said sincerely, took out a cigarette and lit one for him.
Seeing that I was sincere, the tattooed man did not refuse. He took the cigarette, took two puffs and said, "My leg must be broken and my house is gone. You can take 150,000!"
"Brother, I can get you 100,000 yuan. Look back at my brothers. Several of them have been chopped down. Although your injuries are more severe, we are not having a hard time either. You have to take the money if you don't want it."
You have to have it!" My tone was unquestionable, because we are not running a charity, everything must have a price. If you are worth one hundred thousand, I will give you one hundred thousand, and we will not get a cent more.
As for the tattooed man who had his leg broken, it’s quite pitiful no matter what. Should he be given more? Well, I can only say one thing, he deserves it. A mixed society must have the consciousness of a mixed society. If you eat this bowl of rice, you will be disabled.
, or lose his life, he can't blame anyone else, it was his own choice, but no one forced him to take this path.
"What if I say no?" the tattooed man asked with narrowed eyes.
"Then your other leg is also broken, and you don't have any money, so you still have to go in!!" I said without giving an inch.
"Haha, the people from Xiaohei's family are awesome. Even a stupid kid dares to talk like that. Okay, I'll pay the price you said!"
"Someone will give you money tomorrow. You are also seriously injured. Go to the hospital!" I stood up and took a long breath. In fact, I was extremely nervous inside, but I had to pretend to be calm, otherwise
Why do some people say that after a few years of struggling in society, college students are like human beings? It’s not because of their talents, but because they are forced to learn cruelty and cold-bloodedness. Realistically.
How can the people cultivated by society be unrealistic!