Dapen's words of running quickly means that the battle has begun.
"They can find it here."
Wu Honggang said in disbelief.
"The hospital is too close to them."
I reacted instantly, dragged Wu Honggang and said, "Run."
"Fuck me, San'er is still in the ward."
Wu Hong just shook my arm. In desperation, he turned around and was about to go back. But as soon as he took a step, he realized something was wrong. Then he slapped his forehead and said: "Fuck, you can't go back. If you go back, no one can run away. If they see us, I will definitely chase him, I don’t have time to worry about San.”
"Hula la."
In the blink of an eye, three people rushed forward, hitting the big basin with two blades and a solid iron rod.
"Danglanglang."
Dapen stretched out his hand to pick up the trash can, swung it round and swept it over. The knife and iron rod hit the trash can, making a sound of metal collision.
"Bang, Peng Peng."
Dapen followed up with a kick and two punches, knocking them down. Then, as soon as he turned around, he heard a puff and was instantly stabbed in the butt.
"Bang."
I climbed onto the window sill, opened the window, and then grabbed the beam on the window with both hands. Then I kicked up my feet and kicked the shoddy anti-theft fence outside.
"You know basically nothing except bragging. Go away."
Wu Honggang waited anxiously below for three seconds, seeing that I couldn't rush out, and then he became furious, climbed on the window sill, and pulled me away.
Then he aimed his feet at the iron railings inlaid with screws and banged three times.
"Ding Dong."
The iron railing was opened at one end, and Wu Honggang immediately broke it open with both hands and pushed the railing away.
"Jump."
As soon as Wu Hong finished shouting, I jumped from the second floor without hesitation.
In the corridor.
Dapen's left and right hands each held a trash can, and his thick and powerful arms moved left and right. There was basically no routine, and he relied entirely on his excellent physical fitness to continuously smash the trash can.
"gone."
Wu Honggang stood on the window sill and shouted. After Dapen heard it, he flew two trash cans, then ran up to the window sill vigorously, and then jumped down together with Wu Honggang.
Three minutes later, on the quiet street, three people ran wildly with their tongues hanging out, followed by more than 20 people chasing after them.
"Damn, there are only about twenty people who can chase the three of us."
Wu Honggang gasped violently, and while running, he turned to look at me and asked.
"I can hit five."
Dapen gritted his teeth and said.
"What the hell do you two mean?"
I asked with sweat all over my head.
"What do you mean? I'll fucking tell you what you mean."
Wu Honggang stopped for a moment, then looked around and saw that a restaurant was still open, and all the Coca-Cola bottles at the door were worth one yuan a bottle.
"I am your son to the Xiang family. Let's go back to work with your uncle."
Wu Honggang yelled, then picked up two bottles and stood still where he was. He was waiting for the other party to catch up because he could no longer run.
"You can't fucking run, just say you can't run. Why are you trying to brainwash me?"
I sat down on the ground and stopped running because I couldn't run anymore.
"Grass, mud, and horses, I think some railings need to be put up on the street. You three are all Liu Xiang."
The other party caught up with them, and the crowd was very scattered, far apart in front and behind.
"I'm your dad, fuck you, little one."
Wu Hong just shook his hand and there was a bottle.
"Chop it for me."
"Hula la."
Everyone gathered around him instantly.
"Uh-huh."
Dapenerhua didn't say anything, but directly lifted the drink box on the ground. There were exactly twenty-four bottles in the box, no more, no less.
"puff."
The opponent faced him with a knife, and Daben ducked sideways, and his ribs were instantly chopped open.
“Bang,,.”
Immediately afterwards, Dapen lifted the box with both hands, paused, and suddenly smashed it down. At least half of the twenty-four bottles were shattered on the opponent's head.
"Gudong."
The person fell to the ground on the spot.
"Grass, mud, horse, come here, come here." Dabanzian leaned his back against the wall, his arms were covered with glass particles, and then stared at the other party and cursed.
The other party looked at Dapen, and although it was not to say that he was afraid, his heart definitely trembled. Then everyone gathered around, holding knives, and the pace of rushing forward was obviously stagnant.
"Creak, creak,."
At this moment, a private car quickly stopped on the side of the road. A young man jumped out of the car, holding a canvas bag in his hand, pointing at us and shouting: "You are still struggling, why bother."
"Then what do you mean?"
Wu Honggang asked.
"Go back and chat, Ding, Ding, Ding, Mao, Mao, please explain clearly. I won't make it difficult for you, okay?"
The young man took the canvas bag and walked over.
"How to fix it."
Wu Honggang consulted my opinion because he knew the seriousness of the matter and could not make his own decision.
"Do you think he dared to shoot?" I asked.
"Dare." Wu Honggang replied without hesitation.
"Because no matter how much money it is, you won't be able to get shot. Let's go with him and find someone to deal with him later." I gritted my teeth and said.
"Okay." Wu Honggang agreed without hesitation.
"Then let's chat."
I replied with a smile.
"Haha, let's go."
The young man nodded, then turned and left.
"Grass. Mud. Horse."
As soon as the young man turned around, he gathered around the people around Dapen, swung the baseball bat in his hand without any warning, and hit Dapen directly on the back of his neck.
"Bang."
Dapen's head was knocked against the wall, with little stars in his eyes, and he shook his head vigorously.
"Hold."
I stared and was about to fight back.
"Snapped."
Dapen reached out and pushed me, then shook his head and said, "Brother, I'm fine."
"Let's go first and talk later."
The young man turned around and shouted, and then everyone pulled us towards the car.
"Snapped."
On the other side of the street, a very young young man strode over with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Hey, buddy, how to get to the crematorium."
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he walked up to the young man with the canvas bag and asked with a smile.
"Uh-huh."
When I heard this voice, I looked up suddenly and then froze.
"What did you say."
The young man with the canvas bag was stunned when asked.
"Why can't your ears work well?"
Li Ning directly put his left arm around the young man's neck, then held an unlit cigarette in his mouth, frowned and said: "You don't even know how to get to the crematorium, and you are such a B ass."
"Pfft, pfft."
Almost in the blink of an eye, the young man in the canvas bag had two triangular incisions on his stomach.
"Pfft,."
The young man held his stomach and sank down.
"I'll fuck your mother."
As soon as more than 20 people saw the young man falling to the ground, they immediately rushed towards Li Ning.
"Squeak."
A dusty three-sided jeep was parked behind Li Ning. Two people in the car lowered the windows and then put the barrels of two slightly flushed guns on each other without saying a word.