"Brother, of course I will stick with you until the end! But I think these people are not ordinary gangsters. Their momentum alone is as strong as that of a killer. Please be careful and don't get hurt by them. I will feel sorry for you...
…Why!"
Before Suo Shang finished speaking, Qi Xiangyang had already made a move against one of them.
"Don't hurt me, Uncle Qi, I will fight you tooth and nail!" Suoshang stamped his feet and rushed into the fighting circle.
Seven versus two, this is a small case in the history of the two's battles.
But as soon as Suo Shang moved his hands today, he felt something was wrong.
While being beaten, he got close to Qi Xiangyang and was punched in the face, causing his cheekbone to become swollen.
"Xiang Yang, these guys are more desperate than us. If we continue to fight, we may not be able to gain anything!"
"boom--"
Qi Xiangyang punched a man on the bridge of his nose. There was a crack and the nose bone was broken.
He ducked and pulled Suo Shang back a few steps, leaning against each other back to back.
He looked at several people whose fighting prowess was comparable to that of killers.
In addition to the two people who were beaten until they were lying on the ground unable to get up, the remaining five people were surrounding them.
Qi Xiangyang's finger bones were slightly red, and his mouth was numb. He glanced around and fixed his sight on a slender figure not far away, and his pupils suddenly trembled.
Suoshang noticed that he was distracted, followed his line of sight, and almost screamed.
Su Liang was wearing a long white dress, standing at the intersection of South Street, especially eye-catching in the night!
"Damn it, why is Miss Su here? This is not a place for you to fall in love!" Suo Shang glared at Qi Xiangyang, then his eyes turned red as he looked at the people who were surrounding them fiercely.
Now, let alone winning, it is difficult to escape!
"Take off their arms!"
The masked man took out a gun out of nowhere, played with it in his hand, and gave a cold order.
Seeing the gun in his hand, Qi Xiangyang frowned and narrowed his eyes, "I'll go south, you go north, I'll give you the bicycle. I'll count to three and break out."
"No, the Sumerians are in the south. You are alone with another person. I'll give you the bicycle!" Suoshang said without hesitation.
"Don't argue with me, you have short legs!"
"..." Uncle Suo lowered his head and took a look at the legs that were indeed without parents, and he was about to cry.
Before Suo Shang could complain, Qi Xiangyang took action.
He punched the thug closest to him, raised his foot and kicked one person on the lifeblood, and before they had time to react, he sprinted in the direction Su Liang was coming from.
"Boss Hei, Uncle Suo will come to you for tea, just wait!" Suo Shang whistled, quickly got on the bicycle, and pedaled desperately.
"Stop them!" the masked man roared.
The gun in his hand was aimed at Suoshang, who was provocative...
"boom--"
At the critical moment, a gunshot rang in the masked man's ear.
The masked man crouched down quickly and rolled, narrowly avoiding the bullet.
He raised his head and faced the black muzzle of the gun in Qi Xiangyang's hand...
"Damn it!" Qi Xiangyang cursed secretly.
The distance is too far and there is no way to aim!
Seeing that Suoshang's crisis was over, he no longer wanted to fight, put away his gun and quickly ran away.
"It's not that easy to leave!" The masked man got up from the ground, picked up the gun, pointed it at Qi Xiangyang's back and was about to pull the trigger.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the slender figure at the street corner and was suddenly shocked.
In a moment of hesitation, Qi Xiangyang had already grabbed Su Liang's hand and ran out of range...
