In the car, the four people except Yang Chen panicked for a short time, and then the anger started to rise. People outside kicked the car door and slapped the car window, which aroused their competitiveness. Added to the influence of alcohol, A Zhuo, Liang Ge, Nan
Bing and Zhang Yue got off the bus almost at the same time, and Yang Chen also got off the bus silently.
At this time, if you appear too rational, you are called unsociable.
"Aren't you fucking brave? Hit me!" The bald man who was scolding Azhuo in the bar pointed at Azhuo with a fierce look on his face, and the people he called swarmed towards him.
Azhuo, who was usually a good-natured man and liked to play tricks, acted like a man when he came up fiercely. He didn't reply, just started and kicked someone cleanly.
The bald man was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting A Zhuo to act twice.
In fact, it was not only Azhuo who had a couple of moves, Brother Liang, Zhang Yue, and Nan Bing all gave them to him, especially Zhang Yue, who knew boxing and taekwondo, and knocked them all down with a gorgeous roundhouse kick.
Yang Chen didn't move, because there was no need for him to make a move. With three punches and two kicks from the four colleagues, seven or eight of the opponents fell down. Ad Zhuo got up and went straight to the bald man, wanting to give him some pain.
The bald man pulled out an aluminum alloy pipe from the trunk of the car and faced Ad Zhuo with gritted teeth. At this moment, a man who was knocked down by Ad Zhuo got up, took out the switchblade he carried with him with a ferocious expression, and chased after Ad Zhuo.
Zhuo, stabbed Azhuo in the lower back without hesitation.
Ad Zhuo was too careless. He only looked after the bald man and ignored the people behind him.
"A'Zhuo...be careful..." Brother Liang reminded anxiously. A'Zhuo turned around in surprise. The knife had already stabbed him. He had no time to react and his heart sank suddenly.
Brother Liang, Nan Bing, and Zhang Yue were shocked when they saw Yang Chen appear next to Azhuo as fast as a ghost, followed by a series of dazzling grappling movements, and snatched the spring knife from the strong man's hand.
Brother Liang and others had been together with Yang Chen for half a year, and when they saw Yang Chen take action for the first time, they were all dumbfounded.
"It's a bit like the actual combat techniques of special forces." Zhang Yue, who knew some kung fu, muttered to himself, in disbelief.
Yang Chen's performance was not over yet. He grabbed the knife and stabbed Azhuo twice in the thighs with sharp and swift movements.
The man screamed and fell to the ground, his trousers soaked in blood.
Seeing the blood, the men brought by the bald man were all cowed. Although a few of them had taken out the machetes and iron bars hidden in the car, they were so fierce in appearance that no one dared to take action rashly.
Yang Chen glanced at the bloody knife in his hand with an expressionless expression, and threw it in front of the stabbed man. The loss of his tai-changing skills in fighting powerful enemies on the killing field did not mean that the beast was no longer majestic.
Cold-blooded, calm, and ruthless.
Others noticed this from Yang Chen's sudden flash of brilliance. Brother Liang was in a trance and then in a trance, and his heart was frightened. Yang Chen was by no means as simple and ordinary as he thought.
"Thank you... thank you..." Azhuo stammered his thanks.
"It's okay, brother." Yang Chen said lightly.
In today's society, stabbing someone twice for a brother is the same as stabbing someone for a brother's rib. It's unbelievable. Yang Chen behaved so calmly, which left Adhuo speechless.
The bald man was also restrained and looked at Yang Chen with lingering fear. He wanted to teach him a lesson, but ended up like this. He didn't know how to end it.
Call the police? Call someone?
The bald man was flustered.
Brother Liang, Azhuo, Zhang Yue, and Nan Bing gathered around Yang Chen. They didn't bother to think about Yang Chen. They all looked around the scene with a frown. They were fighting for trivial matters, using a knife to see blood, it was by no means trivial, and they were all a little panicked.
Fortunately, it was late at night and there were few cars and people on the road. No one paid attention to the fight. Both sides had time to think of countermeasures. The bald man thought about it and made a phone call. A dozen injured people stumbled around him. The guy who had been stabbed was also killed. He helped him over, his legs were dripping with blood, and his face was ashen as he said: "You can't cut off my aorta. Send me to the hospital quickly. I don't want to die."
Yang Chen said indifferently: "Don't worry, I won't die. I'm still two centimeters away from your artery."
"What should I do, Brother Liang?" Nan Bing asked with a solemn expression.
"You are too impulsive. Just grab the knife and that's it. Why did you stab someone?" Zhang Yue complained to Yang Chen.
"Don't blame Yang Chen. He didn't stab those two knives to establish his power and scare people. We have to deal with machetes and iron bars with our bare hands. It's so late. I don't know if Mr. Shen has rested." Although Brother Liang is not as calm as Yang Chen, he is still more calm than Yang Chen. The others were much calmer, looked at their phones, hesitated again and again, and finally dialed Mr. Shen's number.
The matter has reached this point and must be resolved. There is no way to avoid it.
I don’t want to alarm the public. If it’s private, it depends on who has a strong backer.
For Yang Chen, it would be easier to offend the public. If he wanted to do it secretly, he would have to grovel and find a relationship with Brother Liang. If he wanted to offend the public, he could show his ID and take it all away. Even if the other party brought in the mayor or governor, it would be useless, but he didn't. It's up to Brother Liang to find connections. If you can keep a low profile, then keep a low profile. If you are too high-profile, it will be easy to be exposed.
The two groups faced each other silently, three or four meters apart.
Ten minutes later, the police car roared towards him with its siren blaring. Brother Liang, who had just finished talking to Mr. Shen on the phone, frowned. Unexpectedly, the other party called the police and immediately sent a text message to Mr. Shen.
The bald man stared coldly at Brother Yang Chenliang and called the police. This was the order from above. Only by alarming the man can he find out the details of the other party and find out his strength.
The party making trouble called the police. The situation was strange. The backer was probably very strong. Someone from the public security system was covering the road. There were no surveillance cameras and no witnesses on this stretch of road. If the other party was confusing right and wrong, it was really hard to tell. After all, the five people on Yang Chen's side were not injured at all. damage.
Azhuo, Zhang Yue and Nan Bing were uneasy.
"Don't worry, you three. If Mr. Shen agrees to come forward, everything will be fine." After sending the text message, Brother Liang was more calm than before the police came.
Yang Chen couldn't help but be curious.
Mr. Shen, how awesome is he?
Several police officers took the seriously injured person to a nearby hospital. The remaining people from both sides of the fight were all put into police cars and taken back to Beishan Police Station.
Just as the two groups got out of three police vans, a ghostly black Mercedes-Benz S600 quietly arrived and parked in front of the police station.
A car worth more than three million yuan is not shocking in Hangzhou. A man got out of the passenger seat. He was about forty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was in a suit and leather shoes. He was mature and confident. He didn't bring any bodyguards, and there was no crowd of people shouting and cheering. Fighting, the momentum revealed in Gupan's eyes is not weak in giving people a sense of oppression.
The handsome old man with an imposing appearance had not taken a few steps when two policemen who looked like leaders from the police station came out and greeted each other quickly, showing a bit of humility.
Yang Chen frowned and saw that the bald man's group was confused and he immediately concluded that these were Mr. Shen's people. Due to the short distance, he couldn't hear clearly what the man and the two policemen were saying.
The police who brought Yang Chen and his group back did not rush forward to ask for instructions on what to do. Everyone stood at the door of the police station and watched the three people talking.
"Bring him here."
One of the police officers who looked like a leader nodded repeatedly and turned around, pointing at the bald man. The bald man was then brought to the handsome old man.
The people on Yang Chen's side couldn't hear clearly what the handsome old man said. They could only see that the face of the bald man who was so cool before was changing continuously, and he was filled with fear.
