Most of these young men with flat heads came from Siping in the northeast. Someone shouted and rushed over with a machete!
Instead of running away, the Jiangxi man immediately pulled out a pack of steel pipes from the car seat! The middle-aged man shouted angrily: "You are so young! (a curse word in dialect)."
The next second.
Steel pipe, machete!
The sound of collisions could be heard clearly. Someone slashed another person in the stomach, and blood flowed all over the floor.
I raised my knife and shouted: "Charge! Brothers, charge!"
While shouting, I quietly backed away, ready to see an opportunity and run away.
Twenty people chopped down six of them! The Jiangxi people were no match at all! Three of them were chopped down in the blink of an eye!
The remaining three people were surrounded by a crowd of knife-wielding people. The middle-aged man in the lead had red eyes and waved the steel pipe in his hand randomly. They found an opportunity to get into the car, relying on the door of the off-road vehicle to block it, struggling to hold on. I felt the next step.
In seconds, these people will be hacked to death in the car!
Late at night, a private car would occasionally drive up on the national highway. Without exception, after seeing the fighting, they quickly turned around and drove away. No one dared to come over and meddle in other people's business.
I walked backwards to the edge of the national highway, and at this moment, a pair of white gloves was put on my shoulders.
"Brother, where are you going?"
I slowly turned around and said with a grimace: "Brother Zhi, I really don't know how to kill people."
He pushed and motioned for me to get in the car.
After getting in the car, he lit a cigarette, looked at the battle ahead, and said calmly: "I was rushing to the front like this back then. In the blink of an eye, it has been ten years."
At this time, I saw a row of car lights appearing on the national highway from a distance, and I guessed it was a convoy.
Ren Xiaozhi watched and gradually narrowed his eyes.
There was a harsh sound of brakes, and my face turned pale, because six or seven vans came, and people kept getting out of the cars, and everyone had something to do!
One person had blood on his face and ran over in a hurry, gasping and shouting: "Damn it! We were ambushed by Jiangxi guys! Brother Zhi! Brothers, help you block it! Leave quickly! Help me take care of my family!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, a solid steel pipe hit him on the head! The blood that splattered sprayed all over my face.
Another snap!
The glass of our car was smashed to pieces!
Ren Xiaozhi took out the knife hidden under the car seat, opened the door and went out.
Then various sounds came, including the collision of steel pipes and machetes, curses! Screams!
A few minutes later, Ren Xiaozhi's face was covered with blood. He opened the car door and came in. The cigarette in his mouth was still not out. He drove the car and rushed out with his foot on the accelerator.
I pressed the accelerator to the end without letting go, and the car was getting faster and faster. I saw two vans chasing each other in the rearview mirror.
