In the modern metropolis of Longcheng, in addition to the tall buildings and modern buildings rising from the ground, there are also many old communities that have existed for decades, occupying extremely prosperous areas, but the infrastructure
However, it is very scarce. Residential buildings generally only have six floors and do not even have elevators.
In the community, the most common people you see on weekdays are old men and women walking around, playing chess, chatting about their families and trivial matters in life.
It is a rare place in Longcheng where the pace of life is slow.
Chunhui Community is such an old community.
There is not even a railing at the entrance of the community, and vehicles entering and exiting are all managed by the old man at the guard box. As for pedestrians and battery vehicles, they are completely free to enter and exit.
A young couple held a sun umbrella and looked at the rental information at the entrance of the community for a long time, and then walked into the community while discussing renting a house.
A man wearing a suit, carrying a briefcase, and with "I am a real estate agent" written all over his body, wiped the sweat from his forehead, talked loudly on the phone, and walked in quickly, as if he had contacted someone to view the house.
Two Hungry Tuan takeout delivery guys rushed into the community on electric bicycles.
A father and son seemed to have just returned from shopping for vegetables. The elderly father was sitting in a wheelchair, carrying a bag of fresh vegetables. The tall and strong son was pushing the wheelchair and walked very smoothly.
Just after the father and son entered the community, the old man in the guard box pushed up his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at their backs and muttered: "They...are also from Chunhui Community? Alas, my memory is getting worse and worse.
Oops, am I going to suffer from Alzheimer’s disease…”
After saying that, the old man took a sip of tea, sat in the rocking chair and sang Huangmei Opera with squinted eyes.
"In order to save Li Lang from his home, who would have expected that he would win the first prize on the imperial list..."
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In a room in Chunhui Community.
Five strong men wearing black undershirts were sitting in the living room, chatting quietly. At their feet were bright machetes.
There was also a strong man sitting at the table, holding his eyes tightly and staring at the computer screen.
The computer screen is divided into several split screens, each showing pictures of several key locations in Chunhui Community.
"How's it going?" A strong man with a strong build and a strong aura walked over to inspect with his hands behind his back.
"Brother Long, everything is normal." The strong man quickly stood up and replied.
"Well." Black Dragon patted the strong man on the shoulder and said, "Cheer up, now is the most critical time."
"Don't worry, Brother Long. We have brothers inside and outside this community, and there are surveillance cameras. Not even a fly can escape our attention." The strong man assured, patting his chest.
Black Dragon nodded with satisfaction and then walked into the second bedroom.
"Brother Long!"
At the door of the second bedroom, two strong men who were sitting on chairs stood up at the same time and bent down towards the black dragon.
When they bent down, the dark gun handles were exposed from their backs!
On the bed, there sat a rather embarrassed man with messy hair and red bloodshot eyes. His tie was hung crookedly around his neck, and a piece of his glasses was broken. There was a look of panic in his eyes.
It was Qiu Junjie.
"Whoa!"
Qiu Junjie suddenly looked up at Heilong, gritted his teeth and asked: "I have done what you said, when can you let me go?"
Black Dragon smiled coldly and said, "What's the rush? There's food and drink here, and I won't starve you to death."
"..." Qiu Junjie gritted his teeth, "This is illegal detention and kidnapping! This is illegal!"
"Illegal?"
Heilong smiled jokingly, stepped forward and patted Qiu Junjie's face, "Translate for me, what is a crime? Kidnapping is a crime, so does forcing a woman to have sex count as a crime? Huh?"
Hearing this, Qiu Junjie's expression suddenly became extremely unnatural, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.
He only regretted that he had made trouble by drinking and had fallen into the trap of the other party, and now he could only be at the mercy of others.
"I would like to advise you, be honest and don't bring trouble to yourself." Heilong looked sideways at Qiu Junjie with a sneer on his face.
Just then.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knock on the door.
Everyone in the room suddenly became alert.
A strong man in black clothes in the living room stood up and walked to the door, asking at the same time: "Who is it?"
A female voice came from outside the door: "I am from the community. I want to conduct a survey and find out about the members of your family."
"They're all dead!" the strong man said angrily.
"Sir, please cooperate with my little sister's work, otherwise I will lose my job." The woman begged.
The strong man looked out through the peephole and saw a woman wearing a red hat and community work uniform standing outside the door.
Although she doesn’t wear makeup, she has a good foundation and still has a certain charm.
"She looks quite beautiful..."
The strong man licked his lips and then opened the door.
But the moment the door opened, the woman at the door ducked aside very nimbly.
What greets the strong man are two big feet of size 44.
"Bang!"
Two strong men with crew cut hair and stern faces kicked out at the same time, one from the left and the other from the right, kicking the strong man hard in the abdomen.
The strong man suddenly felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding truck, his body suddenly arched into a shrimp shape, and he flew backwards.
Change happens in the blink of an eye.
When the people in the room reacted, the strong man had fallen to the ground, holding his stomach and vomiting bitter water.
"Tap tap tap tap!"
Two little crew chiefs rushed into the room.
All he was wearing were Hungry Group takeout clothes.
"Who?"
The remaining four strong men in black clothes in the living room picked up the knives from their feet very quickly, with ferocious faces on their faces.
But the two men who rushed in didn't speak at all, and charged forward silently, like tigers rushing towards prey, towards the four strong men with swords.
The two sides immediately started a close fight.
If there are people in the military present, they will definitely recognize that what these two little crew members perform is the fighting technique popular in the military. There are no fancy movements, and there are not many changes. What they pay attention to is simplicity, practicality, and roughness.
efficient.
“Bang bang bang bang bang!”
The sound of fists and feet clashing kept coming.
It was also accompanied by the sound of machetes chopping on the floor and on the table.
"Watch him!"
The black dragon rushed out of the second bedroom with a sullen face, clenching his fists with both hands, walking like a dragon and a tiger, and with a fierce force, he punched one of the small crew members.
The man reacted quickly and crossed his arms in front of his head to protect him.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
The little boy was knocked straight away and hit the wall hard. Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth on the spot.
The black dragon's eyes widened, he rushed forward with long strides and kicked the little crew chief in the head.
Thick thighs, like tree trunks.
The tiger and the tiger generate the wind, which is extremely powerful.
If he hits the target this time, he will lose half his life.
But just then.
"Whoa!"
A figure rushed in like a vigorous cheetah.
The fist hit the black dragon's head directly.
The punches are fierce and powerful.
The black dragon did not dare to be careless and quickly raised his arms to protect his head.
"Bang!"
The fist hit the black dragon's arm, making a muffled sound.
The black dragon jumped back sideways, and the person who punched also took a step back.
"Your opponent is me!"
The man who suddenly came out had sharp eyes and a calm momentum. He stood on the spot with his feet spread apart, like a sword, exuding a sharp edge that made even the black dragon feel a heavy pressure.
A ferocious look flashed across the black dragon's face, and he strode forward, exerted force on his waist, raised his knees, and slammed into the man's abdomen.
The man crossed his hands together to block, and jumped back to release his strength.
Then he turned his body, and at the same time pressed the black dragon's knees with both hands and pushed to the side. He then pushed his shoulders forward and hit the black dragon.
The black dragon ducked away.
His body turned in the air, his elbow came down from top to bottom, and hit the man's head hard.
The man dodges flexibly and looks for opportunities to strike back.
The two of them started fighting with a clanking sound.
Punches and kicks.
It was hard to tell the difference for a while.
The close-quarters combat with punches to the flesh is extremely exciting and dangerous.