More than two hundred people were involved in a group fight, including many prominent gangster figures. The event was unprecedented. Bystanders who knew these local social eldest brothers in Xijing almost burst into tears. You must know that after the eldest brothers became famous, they almost stopped showing off their skills. However, these people
The excitement had just arisen when it was interrupted by a sudden scene.
A bunch of off-road vehicles came quickly... To be precise, they should be considered armored vehicles, because the thick body is larger than a military Humvee, covered with composite ceramic armor, tough and rugged, many people didn't know what kind of vehicle it was, so they were just stunned.
Six cars rushed towards them, forcing the two groups to break up and make way for them.
scold!
Six cars braked suddenly at the same time.
Domineering lies between the two groups.
Who is the saint... The first question that countless people thought of after they paused for a while, Tang Hu and Tang Biao stared at the windmill team in surprise and anger. When six cars rushed over, they obviously helped Shitou. Tang
More than ten of Hu's men were knocked down and sent flying.
"***, are you seeking death?!" A reckless subordinate of Tang Hu scolded the mysterious uninvited guest unscrupulously, while the others watched silently.
"Good boy, Knight vx." Someone recognized the model of the armored off-road vehicle, and his tone of voice was deliberately lowered to hide his surprise. The most powerful SUV in the world, codenamed Predator, appeared six at a time. How could it be so grand?
Everyone held their breath and concentrated.
Dozens of tough men got out of the car. They were tall and strong, wearing khaki hunting suits, showing the same toughness. Different from the two gangs confronting each other, this was the awe-inspiring momentum of having walked through the rain of bullets and stained with countless blood, let alone ordinary people.
People like Tang Hu felt inexplicably guilty and frightened when they looked at them, not to mention that dozens of people were openly armed with guns.
Loaded with live ammunition!
Special Forces....Tang Hu and Tang Biao were in a daze in disbelief. When the back seat door of the car in front was opened, a man got out of the modified luxurious back seat. Many people were relieved and then looked excited.
"Yang Chen...."
A person outside the two camps of the conflict exclaimed. He was in his mid-twenties, wearing glasses, dressed like a college student, and looked like a college student. Several of his male and female companions were also as surprised as him.
Yang Chen.
Ningda legend.
Having studied at Ningxia University for six years and already in their second year of postgraduate studies, they will not admit their mistakes.
"Brother Chen..."
"Young Master Yang..."
For a while, there were cries one after another, and the excitement was mixed with a bit of grievance and sadness, as if the poor man who had been bullied finally encountered his backbone.
Yang Chen, who was the last to get off the car, waved and greeted. Not only the local gangsters in Xijing screamed excitedly, but also many onlookers who had been there cheered. There were college students from Ning and ordinary people who had heard of Yang Chen’s fame. They were all instantly attracted by Yang Chen.
Men and women infected by personal charm.
If a person has such influence in a city, what regrets will he have in this life?
Tang Hu and Tang Biao looked at each other in confusion, feeling the shouts one after another, and suddenly felt that they were alone. Looking at the people around them, most of them looked around at a loss.
Yang Chen's clothes are not special. He wears a khaki short-sleeved T-shirt with clear muscle lines. He wears fat khaki pants with yellow leather combat boots at the bottom. However, this kind of clothing highlights his temperament the most, even if the people around him
Dressed like this, he is still the most eye-catching one.
"I came back late..." Yang Chen stared at the stone. He already knew about Hu Zi and felt deeply sorry. After all, his good brother was safe and sound.
Shitou said with emotion: "Yang Zi, don't say that. I think if I can come out, you must be operating secretly."
"The tiger's death will not be in vain." Yang Chen patted Shitou's shoulder, expressing his condolences to his good brother. Over the years, he had experienced life and death so many times that he was almost numb, and he could see better than Shitou.
At this time, the sad and angry Xiao Hei pointed at Tang Biao and interjected: "Brother Chen, he was the one who killed Hu Zi and injured Brother Shitou. I want to kill him!"
Xiao Hei didn't wait for Yang Chen to say anything, and rushed over with gritted teeth. Naturally, Tang Hu's people would not let Xiao Hei get close to Tang Biao, and pushed and pushed Xiao Hei aggressively to stop Xiao Hei.
"What a damn bad luck, let's go, let's have fun somewhere else." Tang Hupi glanced at Yang Chen with a smile, and wanted to leave without losing face. The legendary fierce man suddenly appeared, which made this Siberian tiger start to think.
Retreat.
"Stop, who told you to leave?" Yang Chen said slowly and coldly, causing Tang Hu and Tang Biao's expressions to change. Dozens of strong men with guns and live ammunition heard the wind and blocked the way.
"Who are you? Mr. Hu can leave if he wants and stay if he wants." Asen, Tang Hu's driver and bodyguard, pointed angrily at Yang Chen, fearlessly.
The ignorant are fearless.
People who know Yang Chen look at Ah Sen with a joking look at someone who is about to die.
"Boss, what should I do?" Long San was eager to look at Yang Chen. Yang Chen's reply was extremely simple and straightforward, just one word... kill!
Long San smiled ferociously and nodded, walking towards Asen. The bloodthirsty aura all over his body oppressed Tang Hu, who involuntarily backed away, as if he was in an uninhabited land.
Asen gritted his teeth, unwilling to be outdone, and stepped forward. Even when death was imminent, he didn't know it: "If you have the guts, kill me."
Long San smiled, and at the moment when Ah Sen was holding his neck fearlessly and the onlookers were holding their breath and concentrating, he struck Ah Sen's throat with a palm knife without any warning, and then withdrew it with lightning.
In the eyes of others, Long San seemed to have never moved.
Asen covered his throat with both hands, opened his mouth, and was speechless. The unruly look on his face just now was replaced by great panic. He staggered and fell down.
The onlookers gasped, witnessing such a clean and easy killing method with their own eyes, which was horrifying. Tang Hu and Tang Biao, who were only two meters away from Long San, turned pale and backed away in shock.
Long San looked at the hundreds of people, smiled disdainfully, picked up Ah Sen's body, turned around and walked back. After killing someone, he was used to cleaning up the scene.
"Brother Sen!"
One person shouted sadly and rushed towards Long San.
Those who took the lead were followed by others. More than a dozen people took action in no particular order. Long San took his time and put Ah Sen under his armpit, who was still staring at death, and fought back with his legs. The dozen or so people who were approaching were kicked back and fell miserably.
I can't get up from the ground.
Long San escaped and stuffed the dead Asen into a VX armored off-road vehicle. The stunned onlookers were suddenly alert... The person who was still alive just now disappeared.
Tang Hu and Tang Biao's expressions were as exciting as they were, and they all thought of the same question: Will he be the next person stuffed into the off-road vehicle?
Yang Chen, who killed people to establish his power, slowly approached Tang Hu.
The local social buddies in Xijing followed with pride.
More than a hundred strong men with fierce looks guarded Tang Hu and Tang Biao, retreating again and again, quickly retreating into the Wangji BBQ store. At this moment, the sound of police sirens could be heard faintly.
Tang Hu and Tang Biao, who were in a state of chaos, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the danger was great. The two brothers agreed that the police would not let go of so many lunatics openly armed with guns.
Yang Chen listened to the sound of sirens coming from far away, still calm and relaxed.
Armed police, special police, and traffic patrol police rushed into the barbecue street in batches, forcibly dispersed the crowd of onlookers, surrounded both sides of the fight, and found that dozens of them were armed with live ammunition.
