Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Eight Battle Brother Hammer!
I clambered up the steps, adjusted my balance, and jumped up while holding on to the ground.
At this moment, Han Dayan was holding a hammer and was a little irritated. His head was entangled with Ma Xiaoyou's canvas bag, and his movement was a little hindered for a while. Just when he pulled off the belt, Lao Xiang was already doing it with a Guan Dao. .
"What's going on?" Lao Xiang was stunned for a moment when he saw his opponent holding a hammer, then turned to me and asked.
"What's going on? Cut him into pieces," I shouted without hesitation.
"I...fuck you...if I don't give you two swords, you don't seem to know that three generations of my family are combat players."
Lao Xiang roared angrily, swung the Guan Dao without flinching at all, and struck Han Dayan's head with the powerful knife. Because of the distance and the fact that it was cutting from above, this knife was quite a bit like Guan Erye's chop. Yan Liang means,.
Han Dayan ducked sideways, and the blade instantly struck his arm. He immediately trembled in fright, thinking that he had lost his arm.
In fact, Lao Xiang's Guan Dao is just a bullshit weapon. It's a bit like the paper cruise missile used in North Korea's military parade. It deceives people. It has no real advantage at all, because this broken knife stands outside the door all year round, under the cloudy sky. No one stopped the rain, and the blade was already rusty and heavy, making it inconvenient to swing.
Therefore, the knife hit Han Dayan's arm sorely, but the flesh was not chopped open.
But taking advantage of this opportunity, I rushed down the steps. If fighting with Li Shuishui, Lao Xian and others made me feel at ease, then fighting with Lao Xiang made me feel uneasy because we were arguing. No matter how fierce they are, they are still father and son.
"Lao Xiang, chop his head off."
I yelled, curled up my neck and grabbed Han Dayan's hammer-holding arm, adjusted the direction of the knife, cut through all obstacles with one blow, and simply and roughly swung it towards Han Dayan's forehead.
"clang,."
The blade of Guan Dao trembled, leaving sticky blood on Han Dayan's head instantly. It was not cut, but smashed open by the blade.
"Pfft,."
He was stabbed and his body leaned back. I happened to press him, and the two of us instantly rolled to the ground under the steps.
"Hold,,."
Han Dayan was extremely aggrieved. After he and I fell to the ground, he raised his knees again. I, who was much lighter than Duan Tian, was pushed to the side in an instant. Then he turned over, sat on me, and ran with the hammer. I'm about to be hit on the forehead.
"Bang."
Lao Xiang's lame leg kicked directly on his head. The direction of the hammer deviated and hit my shoulder. It was so cold to receive a hammer in this cold weather. It felt so good. My whole arm went numb instantly.
The entrance of the courtyard.
Huzi has been observing the fighting situation outside. At this moment, he feels that we have the upper hand. If we don't show our loyalty at this time, will we be able to eat ham sausages in the future?
Thinking of this, it stuck out its red tongue, made no sound, and sprang out very quickly.
"Aangwu,."
As he opened and closed his bloody mouth, he bit Han Dayan's left ankle ferociously. As if he had taken an ecstasy pill, he twisted his head crazily and jerked his body backwards.
"ah,,,."
Han Li let out a scream and screamed.
"Hu Zi, pick him out, pick out his neck."
I lay on the ground and gave instructions incoherently.
"Fuck you."
Han Dayan turned around, raised his right foot and was about to kick Huzi's head. When Huzi saw him raising his leg, he knew that he was not holding back anything, so he immediately let go and ran away again directly.
"Chop you little bitch."
Lao Xiangguan's knife fell again, and the target was Han Dayan's head.
"Gudong,."
Han Dayan curled up and rolled on the ground. The blade hit his left chest, scratching him but not causing much damage.
"flap."
Han Dayan jumped up from the ground. Before Lao Xiang could take action again, he took two steps forward. Lao Xiang's Guan Dao suddenly lost its effect.
"Snapped."
Han Dayan grabbed the handle of the knife with his left hand, pointed at Lao Xiang's lame knee, and suddenly raised his arm.
"Peng, bang."
Lao Xiang instantly knelt down on one knee. Han Dayan, who was shocked by the beating, picked up the hammer again and went straight to Lao Xiang's temple.
"Peng."
Ma Xiaoyou, who didn't know where to pick up half a brick, ran towards the back of Han Dayan's head tremblingly and slapped it hard.
"Uh-huh."
Han Dayan slowly turned around, blood seeping out from under his hair, and he stared at her ferociously.
"Look at your mother B,."
I stepped forward and grabbed Ma Xiaoyou's brick, and slapped Han Dayan on the head fiercely. He stretched out his left hand, grabbed my collar, and swung it sideways.
"Bang,."
The brick hit him hard on the side of the head, and I tripped under my feet. He knocked me down with one hand and fell to the bottom of the steps.
"Huhuhu,."
In an instant, the four people and a dog at the entrance of the courtyard all fell silent and looked at each other with mixed emotions in their eyes.
"flap."
Han Dayan suddenly jumped up, paused for a second, turned around and ran away without saying a word.
"Pfft."
I stood up suddenly, but my whole body was sore. I couldn't stand still and fell to the ground again. I grabbed the Guandao and wanted to chase after him.
"Snapped."
Lao Xiang stretched out his hand and pulled me, his forehead was so painful that he was sweating, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Fuck, you can't fuck him, this tiger is so fierce..."
"Are you okay??" I quickly glanced at Lao Xiang's lame leg and asked aloud.
"I'm already lame. What can happen?" Lao Xiang held his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but failed.
"I'll call the police." Ma Xiaoyou hurriedly picked up the canvas bag on the ground and was about to take out the phone.
"Call 119." I gritted my teeth and stared at Lao Xiang's lame leg, replying without even raising my head.
Forty minutes later, more and more people gathered at the door of the surgical clinic of the hospital. The first ones to arrive were Lao Xian and Menmen, followed by Shuishui, Ning Hai, then Peter Li, and finally Fatty Dai and Wei Ran. , and Zhang Weimin.
A large group of people blocked the door, looking at me sitting on the bench and Hu Zi who had been silently kicking the door of the consulting room, without saying a word.
"Bang."
The door to the consulting room was pushed open and the doctor came out. I stood up immediately and asked urgently: "How is my dad?"
This is the first time since I became an adult that I have called Lao Xiang dad in public.
"His leg was already lame. This time, his knee was hit hard again, causing a fracture. He needed surgery to remove the bone spur."
"I asked him what the worst outcome could be," I yelled, scratching my neck.
"It's not clear yet. We have to wait until after the surgery." The doctor looked at me and replied slowly.
I gritted my teeth and stared at him for a few seconds, without saying a word, and walked directly into the clinic. Lao Xiang, who had just finished the examination, was lying on the hospital bed with his left leg and knee completely deformed, and he was reaching out to touch Huzi.
"." I watched him purse his lips and didn't know what to say.
"I guess if you don't go home every day, you are not a good person. You are so big, so you have to know something." Lao Xiang's way of educating me has always been like this. He never talks too much and only talks to the point.
"Does it hurt?" My eyes were red, I lowered my head and scratched my nose and asked.
"What's wrong with the pain? Just bear with it," Lao Xiang replied casually.
I stood there silently
Han Dayan's left ankle was injured, and his head was hit by two bricks in a row. Blood was flowing down. He found a place to carry someone and dialed Fa Ge's phone number.
"Hello."
"It didn't work out, so I ran away." Han Dayan said concisely and clearly.
"It didn't work..." Fa Ge was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then frowned and asked in a low voice: "It's just a fucking child and a cripple, and you can't fix it."
"The lame man is right, but you didn't fucking tell me that the lame man can also use Guandao." Han Dayan replied angrily, and continued: "I was careless about this, the price remains unchanged. I’ll do it again,.”
"Fuck you, I'm fucking shocked." Fa Ge said angrily.
"." Han Dayan held the phone and said nothing.
Fa Ge thought for a moment and said again: "Find a place to stay by yourself, and I'll have someone pick you up."
After saying that, he hung up the phone
In the hospital corridor.
"Whose?" Dai Fatty asked me with his hands behind his back.
"About 1.75 meters, medium build, wearing black sportswear, wielding a hammer," I replied expressionlessly.
Fatty Dai, Zhang Weimin, and Wei Ran were stunned when they heard this.
"Fuck, isn't this the person who beat Tian'er to death?" Wei Ran replied with a frown.
"What's he doing with Nan Nan?" Lao Xian looked at everyone and asked.
Fatty Dai and others were deep in thought and said nothing.
"This dog basket with a hammer belongs to Liu Hongjiang. Brother Dai, what did you ask us Nannan to do? Liu Hongjiang can find someone to punish him." The old immortal looked sideways at Fatty Dai again and asked. There was a lot of dissatisfaction there.
"Don't say anything." I pulled the old immortal and said.
"Nan Nan, during this period, you all should move to Haiyang to avoid any trouble." Fatty Dai has such a big heart, how can he be as knowledgeable as a child like Lao Xian? He thought for a long time and said slowly.
I thought for a moment, pulled Fatty Dai, walked to the side, and asked alone: "Did Liu Hongjiang know that I was driving the car that Yanyan had an accident on, so he found someone to punish me."
"No." Fatty Dai stared at me, thought for a moment, shook his head decisively, and added: "He won't know that you drove the car, and even if he knew, he wouldn't retaliate against a driver."
I nodded thoughtfully.
"This thing is getting more and more sinister." Fatty Dai suddenly said something.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
"I feel that the hammer wielder has never had contact with Liu Hongjiang. There should be a messenger among them, and this messenger should have a grudge against you." Fatty Dai lowered his head and replied in a low voice.
Hearing this, I was suddenly stunned, and then asked quickly: "You mean, I was punished because the person who sent the message was assigned to that stupid B. Hammer behind Liu Hongjiang's back."
"Liu Hongjiang has always been very cautious about these dirty things. He doesn't come forward to contact Hammer. That's normal." Fatty Dai nodded seriously.
"Then who is the messenger?" I asked quickly.
"You should ask, who in Liu Hongjiang's gang knew there was a person like you?" Fatty Dai was silent for a long time, then turned to look at me and said.
I was stunned for a moment, and a figure suddenly appeared in my mind.