The roar of the locomotives was still ringing, but they all stopped in place, and no one dared to step forward.
"This brother looks very unfamiliar. Where are you from? Which cousin are you worshiping?" A guy stared at He Zhenzhong with gloomy eyes. The guy in front of him was too young and looked like a college student. However,
His skills are so terrifying.
"Little brother, let's go. This matter has nothing to do with you. They are members of the Flying Car Hall, one of the twelve halls in Dongxing."
Hearing the sound, He Zhenzhong turned his head. It was the guy who was dragged to the ground. The motorcycle rider was crippled by him. This guy also broke free and struggled to stand up.
Dongxing Speed Car Hall?
Is it possible that there really is Hongxing?
As for where he belongs, He Zhenzhong is really hesitant. He belongs to one of the largest gangs in the world. With hundreds of "five to sixty" thousands of subordinates under his command, he probably doesn't even have to lift his little finger to crush a Dongxing.
However, as he said, there is light and darkness in this world. Even if these guys are completely eradicated, some gangs will still emerge to fill this gap. Since they cannot be completely eradicated, the best way is to fight violence with violence. Moreover,
, if the Chinese gangs can sweep the world and establish a huge organization like the mafia, it will be a good thing for China to expand into the world in the future and to monitor all levels of China from the bottom.
"Yeah, our boss is asking you a question." A gangster raised his machete, pointed it at He Zhenzhong, and cursed.
"Cut him."
"Yes, boss, what are you waiting for? There are so many of us, we are afraid of wool."
Hearing this, a group of gangsters from the speeding gang all screamed. They were young and passionate, and after drinking a lot of wine, they immediately became dumbfounded. They ignored the three of them who were still lying on the ground.
There are no struggling companions.
Going out to hang out is all about saving face. If so many people are intimidated by a guy, then he won't have to hang out anymore. Yes. The boss of Yiyi Academy's first speed car hall waved his hand, "Come on."
Woo woo woo.
The roar sounded, and more than a dozen motorcycles rushed towards He Zhenzhong like wild horses running wild.
"Brother, you"
Before the guy finished speaking, he saw a black shadow shooting past his eyes. It was He Zhenzhong. He turned around and sprinted quickly. He stretched out his hand to grab and pulled a motorcycle that had fallen on the ground. Then he picked it up.
He jumped up, sat down, and squeezed the accelerator.
Woo woo woo.
Zizzi.
The tires scraped against the ground, emitting bursts of burnt smell, and wisps of green smoke rose into the sky.
The guy's mouth was wide open and his eyes were wide open. Did that guy want to pick off so many at once? This, even if he was the leader of Hongxing Hall, he had never done anything like this before. It was really too fierce.
The locomotive was speeding rapidly and was quickly approaching.
The guys in the speeding gang held the accelerator with one hand, and with their free left hand they picked up a shiny machete, waving it around and making weird whining noises, looking very excited.
Getting closer.
However, He Zhenzhong did not slow down at all, but directly pressed the accelerator to the bottom.
"Oh no, are you going to die?" The face of the guy on the opposite side who was on the same line as Lin Yi changed drastically. If two motorcycles collided at such a fast speed, it would probably result in the car crashing and killing everyone in an instant.
Grass.
He cursed loudly, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and turned the accelerator with his right hand. The motorcycle made a loud roar and continued to accelerate. He was going to get closer and stagger He Zhenzhong, and use the machete to attack him.