(Er Dou’s gastrointestinal cold will be cured this afternoon. There will be five updates today, the first one.)
Ba Zhi got out of the car with bare hands, and always had a relaxed smile on his face. There were at least twelve or three big men walking towards him and blocking him from behind. The hands of these big men all had machetes shining with cold light, and they were full of murderous intent.
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A group of big men gathered around. One of them, the leader, had a shaved head and a black vest. He had tattoos on his left and right shoulders and a big scar on his forehead. He looked like a vicious man.
The leader of the big man stared coldly with his eight fingers, opened his big mouth with black and yellow front teeth, and shouted: "Boy, you are nosy, are you looking for death!?"
Eight Fingers chuckled, "Looking at your arrogance, you told grandpa that you will live or die, you lead a few people behind you, and you have tattoos on your arms, you are so awesome?"
The expression on the leader's big man's face was obviously startled. He obviously didn't expect that Eight Fingers would be so tough. The group of younger brothers following him were also stunned.
If you look carefully at the eight fingers, you will see that you are quite tall and strong, and the expression on your face is very relaxed. In other words, you are very embarrassed in front of so many people. However, no matter how tall you are, you will not be able to face it alone.
You don't look f*cking nervous at all when you're with such a group of people. Isn't this pretense taking you too far?
"hehe……"
The big man at the head was obviously not in a hurry. The road was blocked, there was no way forward and backward, and there were so many people there. He had the patience to talk to his eight fingers for a few more words, so he continued to open his mouth, which was not aesthetically pleasing, and he could even
The ugly man spoke with an indescribable big mouth and shouted: "Believe it or not, I will ask the brothers to chop you into mincemeat in a minute and throw you into the river to feed the catfish!"
These words are extremely powerful. Coupled with the ferocious expression on the leader's face, an ordinary person would definitely make him gasp in shock. If not pissed off, at least he would have to kneel down.
Beg for mercy.
"Oh my God, why are you talking so much nonsense? If you can use your hands to remove the ink stains, if you can't, please get out of the way. Grandpa doesn't have the patience to hang around here with a bunch of unscrupulous little bastards like you."
With an impatient look on his face, Ba Zhi put his hands behind his back and pulled them out. He immediately held two bright short-barreled shotguns in his hands.
hiss……
The bald man at the head and those around him who were carrying machetes in their hands and were as awesome as two to five to eighty thousand, all immediately opened their eyes and took a breath of cold air, and couldn't help but step back, fearful.
The little one even broke out in cold sweat.
"I'm sorry, are all these guys so weak?" Eight Fingers stared at the group of big men in front of him and cursed dissatisfiedly.
The bald leader's lips trembled and he spoke in a timid tone: "Brother, our brothers are not here for you. We just want the people in the car. We want to invite them to have tea. What are you doing?"
Why bother?"
Eight Fingers chuckled, "The two people in the car are my customers. I drive a black car. If I don't have some credibility guarantee, how can I do any work in the future?"
"..."
The bald man at the head was speechless for a while, his eyes staring at the two short-barreled shotguns in Eight Finger's hand, and then looking at Eight Finger warily, "Brother, you are just a driver, why do you have to be so stubborn, behind us?"
You can't afford to offend such a person, and besides, it's illegal for you to hold a gun."
"oh?"
Eight Fingers burst out laughing, rolled his eyes at the bald man, and said: "You are leading a group of people to carry a machete. Not to mention that you are breaking the law. I am carrying two hunting guns. You give them to me here."
Beep said it's illegal, believe it or not, I'll blow your ass out twice with these two shots?"
"you……"
The bald man was frightened, but he still had an expression on his face that was neither humble nor arrogant. He shouted coldly and said to the group of boys behind him: "Everyone, come with me. He only has these two guns in his hand.
Each of these two guns can only be fired once. There are so many of us, so we don’t need to be afraid of him!"
Twelve or thirteen people faced off against two short-barreled shotguns that could only shoot out one bullet. The bald man headed by the leader was right, but he said these were only suitable for ordinary people. These two short-barreled shotguns were eight
It refers to a personal killer weapon. His speed of changing bullets is much faster than ordinary people. Even if more than ten people rush up together, he is sure to kill them all with a bang.
The leader of the big man looked confident. He thought that with his roar, the boys behind him would wave their machetes and rush forward. After two gunshots, they would instantly kill the big man.
Down……
But what’s the result?
In the group of young men who were surrounding me, no one stepped forward without speaking, and several of them stepped back timidly. The timid ones had cold sweat on their foreheads, and their legs were trembling.
"Oh……"
Bizhi smiled coldly, sighed, and scolded the bald leader and the group of boys surrounding him: "Don't think that you are a gangster who is carrying a machete and forming a gang. Look at you."
These cowards, get out of here!"
As the last half-sentence came out, Bazhi's face suddenly turned cold. Murderous aura filled his body instantly, and his face became frighteningly cold.
There was no hesitation among a group of twelve or thirteen boys. Seven or eight of them turned around and ran away. Even though they were pretending to be in danger of their lives, these boys still ran away knowingly and unfaithfully.
The remaining four or five big men, although they did not run away, did not dare to go up. Their legs were stuck there as if they were filled with lead.
Eight Fingers walked towards the bald man step by step. The bald man also wanted to escape, but it was not that easy. He was instructed by the big boss behind him. If he escaped, he would not have to wander around on the road in the future.
"Brother, brother...big brother, we have something to talk about, something easy to talk about..." the bald man at the head said tremblingly with a smile on his face.
Snap!
With eight fingers, he inserted the short-barreled shotgun behind his back, raised his palm and slapped it down on the bald head, cursing: "Who the hell are you brothers? My brothers are all majestic, I have never seen you before.
So cowardly."
The bald man staggered after being beaten. When he saw that Eight Fingers had pinned the short-barreled shotgun back, his eyes flashed with conflict. Before he could regain his footing, he rushed to the four or five young men below him, "Come on, everyone, come with me."
superior!"
These four or five boys also seized the opportunity and rushed towards the Eight Fingers with their machetes. Just now they were almost scared to death, but now they finally got a chance to vent their anger. The faces of each of them
They all have murderous and ferocious expressions...