The fight in the sports room can be described as brutal. Nearly twenty members of the Prince Gang were knocked to the ground. Ximen Lang was also seriously injured under the blows of many sticks. His back, arms, and shoulders were all hit hard.
, the pain was piercing to the bones. He just struggled to hold on with his strong will, shaking his body and stabbing the knife out with red eyes. He couldn't fall, because if that happened, it would mean death.
Qiu Longyu, who was not far away, frowned. No wonder this guy had such great ambitions and actually accumulated the strength to challenge the Prince Gang. It turns out that there were really two moments when he actually defeated twenty of my Prince Gang members with his own strength.
It's so powerful!
He snorted coldly, "You guys are useless, get out of the way."
Everyone knew that the boss was about to take action, so they all got out of the way. They still knew about the boss's abilities. Even though he looked like a little boy, he was actually a master after professional training.
Qiu Longyu's face turned grim, and he suddenly rushed over. With a "Hey" sound, the knife fell down diagonally and hit Ximenlang's right arm hard, causing him to suffer pain. The switchblade in his hand fell off and fell to the ground.
Ximen Lang roared, and punched the opponent's face with his iron fist.
"Well done!"
Qiu Longyu shouted loudly and swung his right fist out.
"Bang!"
Their fists collided, and both of them took a step back involuntarily, feeling as if their fists were hitting a hard iron plate.
However, Qiu Longyu was waiting for work after all, but Ximenlang's hard struggle had exhausted his physical strength, and he was injured, so his movements had become slow. Qiu Longyu yelled, "Pour it for me..." and turned his body sideways.
The perfect whirlwind kick came out and kicked Ximen Lang right in the face, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood and spin his body to the ground.
Seeing the boss knocking that guy down so easily, a group of people cheered loudly, "Okay... Brother Long is so awesome!"
"Brother Long deserves to be the president of the Sanda club. He is so good at this kick!"
"That guy will be unlucky if he meets Brother Long..."
This kick was powerful in terms of both speed and strength. It dealt Ximen Lang a severe blow. He felt his head was buzzing and went blank, but he subconsciously struggled to raise his head and tried to stand up.
Qiu Longyu stretched out his hand, and the boy next to him handed over the bat very clearly. He looked at the guy on the ground who was struggling and bent over with joy in his eyes, and sneered, "In Nanfeng High School, I am the only one, Long Yu."
The prince is the boss. You, a guy who overestimates your own abilities, still want to surpass me. Isn’t that just a dream? Now, let me save you and go to the Paradise of Paradise."
Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and Qiu Longyu raised the bat in his hand high. If that guy Huang Mao hadn't betrayed him and told him all this, maybe this kid might actually succeed and destroy his own Prince Gang, so powerful.
My opponent must not stay in the world and must be killed!
Suddenly, there was a bang, and the locked door of the sports room was kicked open, and a beautiful figure broke in.
A group of people looked over in surprise, including Qiu Longyu who was about to kill Ximen Lang.
A red T-shirt with a beautiful girl's face on it and a blue denim skirt wrapped around her curvy body, revealing two beautiful white legs. That face was as bright as the morning sun and as beautiful as a flower. It was none other than the famous girl in the school.
Princess Yuan.
As a prominent figure in Nanfeng High School, Qiu Longyu recognized her and asked with a frown, "Xia Zhiyuan, what are you doing here? We are doing some private business, please stay out of the way..."
The moment she broke into the door, the first thing Xia Zhiyuan saw was the injured Ximen Lang trying to stand up, while Qiu Longyu was holding a bat in his hand and was about to hit it down. This made her extremely distressed and angry, and she cursed: "
Avoid your | milk | milk..."
Like a red whirlwind, she rushed over, jumped into the air, and kicked out quickly. The white leather boots fell on Qiu Longyu's wrist, causing pain. He couldn't hold it, and the wooden stick fell to the ground.
Qiu Longyu stepped away, looked at her angrily, and cursed angrily: "You crazy woman, what's wrong with you?"
Xia Zhiyuan glared and yelled angrily: "You evil person, you dare to hit him, you are really looking for death..." He moved suddenly and struck hard with his knife.
Qiu Longyu stretched out his arms to hold her up and said angrily: "Xia Zhiyuan, don't go too far, otherwise I really won't give you face."
"Oh, Auntie, I'm using you to give face to you, evil man. If you hit him, it's like hitting me. Stop talking nonsense and do it..." Before she could finish her words, Xia Zhiyuan suddenly kicked up her right foot and kicked her with a provocative kick.
Between the opponent's legs.
Qiu Longyu was startled, hurriedly jumped back, dodged the swift kick, and cursed: "You're so damn crazy..." He didn't bother to do anything to women, so he waved his hand and ordered: "Here
I'm going to knock this crazy woman down..."
A group of members of the Prince Gang looked at each other, this was Princess Yuan, the public lover of many boys, how could they beat her.
"Who dares to hit Sister Yuan..."
A tiger roar came from the door, and Fatty Han led a group of people in. He rushed forward, punched out with his huge fist, and knocked down the Prince Gang member opposite to the ground with one punch, and cursed: "Fuck you, you dare to fight me."
Brother Lang, brothers fight with them..."
More than a dozen people rushed over and got into a scuffle with members of the Prince Gang.
Qiu Longyu sneered, "I'm looking for death. I'll destroy them all." He took out his phone, dialed the number, and said, "Ma Si, quickly lead the brothers over to the sports room on the fifth floor..."
For a moment, the gymnasium was filled with sticks and fists, as if it had turned into an ancient Roman arena.
Xia Zhiyuan supported Ximen Lang and asked distressedly: "How are you?"
Ximen Lang grinned reluctantly, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto his chest. "I'm fine."
When Xia Zhiyuan saw him like this, she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes, "You still said it was okay, but you are so injured?"
Fatty Han grabbed his opponent's bat, slammed him to the ground, and shouted: "Sister Yuan, stop talking now and escort Brother Lang out of here."
Xia Zhiyuan was reminded by him and hurriedly said: "Xiao Lang, let's go."
Qiu Longyu said angrily: "It's not that easy to leave." He suddenly rushed forward and kicked Xia Zhiyuan. He knew in his heart that the only way to keep this nosy woman was to knock her down first.
Ximen Lang.
"You dare to hit me..." Xia Zhiyuan was furious, dodged the kick, and attacked with his palm, and the two of them fought together.
Ximenlang took a moment to catch his breath, and saw Xia Zhiyuan gradually falling into a disadvantage, and hurriedly punched to assist him. However, a member of the Prince Gang next to him stopped him in time, swung his bat and hit him over the head, forcing him to get out of the way.
At the entrance of the stairs to the east, Xuanyuan Mo, who had gathered nearly a hundred people, led many brothers from the Julang Gang to rush up to the fifth floor. It happened that Ma Si from the Prince Gang led more than a hundred people up the stairs to the west, and they met in the corridor.
Xuanyuan Mo's eyes were spitting fire, and he shouted loudly: "Brothers, come here and beat these sons of bitches..."
Ma Si on the opposite side was also not to be outdone, waving his hands and shouting: "Damn you, you are looking for death, brothers, come to me."
The two groups of people rushed over like a tide and fought together. Because they rushed to support, they did not have weapons in their hands. They only punched and kicked each other randomly, making a loud noise.