Cheng Xiaoyu's toughness shocked everyone present. A group of young people cursed and each looked for something to take advantage of. From besieging everyone to surrounding Cheng Xiaoyu alone, several men holding spring knives in their hands raised the shining blades high.
, rushing towards Cheng Xiaoyu.
Chang Hong's arms were bruised and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding; Zhang Sen protected Han Jiao under his body, and the back of his head and back were covered in blood. After just ten seconds of collision, the scene was in a mess.
"open!"
"Fuck, let go."
"I'll kill you."
He shouted and tried to rush forward, but the broken wine bottle in Cheng Xiaoyu's hand pricked Dayong's skin. The pain and little blood stains made everyone around him stop.
Dayong glanced down, gritted his teeth and said, "You're useless."
Han Jiao wiped the blood from her lover's head distressedly. She could not describe her mood at this moment. She raised her head to remember the faces of everyone present. After this moment, there must be a satisfactory explanation for this matter.
Chang Hong was also very angry, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, and took out his phone.
Situ Kaihui was dumbfounded. It was normal for conflicts to occur for unknown reasons in such places. A look or a word could be the cause of bloodshed. The fierce folk customs of Northeast China were clearly revealed in young people.
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside, and a group of young people in their late teens, early twenties, and young men rushed in carrying wooden sticks and pickaxe handles.
The area consists of a disco, KTV, Internet cafe, billiards hall, and barbecue street. There is no shortage of aggressive people. They will respond to everyone with a wave of their arms. Helping others today may be helping yourself tomorrow.
"Dayong, Dayu!" A familiar voice sounded outside the crowd, and then the fierce-looking Gu Cheng, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, separated from the crowd and walked in.
"Brother Cheng." People around him called him politely. It seems that he took the money in Chuncheng and returned to his hometown in Meicheng. It seemed that he was doing well.
"We are all members of our family, Dayu, please let go first. Dayong, what's going on?" Gu Cheng has made it clear that he wants to be the peacemaker. Now that the two sides are in a stalemate, they really need a peacemaker to appear.
"It's just a misunderstanding." Dayong is now under the roof. He is determined in his heart that once he is let go, he will take them all down first. As for Gu Cheng, a rich bastard, he really treats himself as a dish.
Well, if he hadn't been generous, who would have put him on the table.
"You can let him go, I'll make a call." Cheng Xiaoyu had no intention of letting go.
"What the hell, Dayu, you still can't believe me." Gu Cheng became unhappy and his voice became much colder.
"Gu Cheng, do you think I believe you or myself now?" Cheng Xiaoyu raised his chin. Dozens of people carrying guys in their hands surrounded him. Are your few words effective?
"What do you want?" Dayong said through gritted teeth.
"Give me ten minutes and I will tell you what to do?" Cheng Xiaoyu held the broken beer bottle tighter in his hand. Without the hostage in his hand, he would have to lie in the hospital for ten and a half days.
Situ Kaihui thought of the identities of Chang Hong and Cheng Xiaoyu. She was not able to participate in the current situation. She just moved her steps to a few people to express her position, but secretly kept giving glances to familiar people. She
I can’t say which side I want to help. Of course it would be ideal if nothing happens. On one side are my old classmates and bosses, and on the other side are my friends who play with me on weekdays. The blame is on that Han Jiao, she looks too coquettish, and her smile is so charming.
She is too seductive, and her slight behavior is for a woman who has been hanging out in this kind of situation all year round. How can she not make Dayong and others feel jealous?
Such a simple little thing, but it was such a small thing that caused the current situation.
Han Jiao helped Zhang Sen stand up and kept silent. She was smart enough to know not to speak harshly in a vulnerable environment. When Cheng Xiaoyu spoke, she immediately took out the phone.
Cheng Xiaoyu is not worried that Han Jiao has no reliable people in Meicheng. Han Dingjun has been operating in J Province for nearly ten years. After he lost the battle with Pei Yuejin, he never moved away from home in J Province. He grew older with each passing day.
Da, he had the idea of ending his official career here, and a group of people he trained began to be assigned to various positions.
Meicheng didn't have it, it was a small place after all, but Mountain City did have direct descendants of Han Dingjun, and he single-handedly promoted the deputy secretary in charge of politics and law.
Han Jiao dialed the other party's private number and said a few words: "Hey, Uncle
Chang Hong also took out his phone: "Director Hao, this is Chang Hong. I'm in trouble... OK, I'll wait for you!"
Seeing the confident expressions of Cheng Xiaoyu and others, and hearing the name of Director Hao, Dayong and others understood that they seemed to be in trouble. Could it be that Director Hao on the phone was the one from the Municipal Bureau?
"Daewoo, do you have to make things bigger?" Gu Cheng's face was gloomy. Under the hot gazes of the young people around him, he felt a little unable to get off the stage. He also regretted why he had come forward just now. He could have just pretended that he didn't see him.
As Gu Cheng finished speaking, the people around began to stir slightly. They were not afraid of fighting, nor were they afraid of hurting others. But after all, they were just brave young people who had social experience but were not in the right place. At this time
If they were professionals like monkeys, they would definitely not be around. They would have evacuated and hid and waited long ago. Cheng Xiaoyu could not hurt Dayong. At most, he would use him as a shield and leave. It would not be too late to pursue Dayong when Dayong was released.
Spending time like this is a sign of childishness, and it cannot solve the problem and the goal is too big.
"All go, all of you go, let me see who dares to hurt Dayong today." Gu Cheng's anger also came, and he came out to mediate Cheng Xiaoyu but didn't even give him face. Think about what he was in the past, he was just a piece of cake.
One of the people who worked for food, his sister supported him and gave him the opportunity to make a fortune. In the end, his sister went to jail and lost his support. Some resentment in his heart happened to come out at this moment. He didn't even think about it. If Cheng Xiaoyu listened to him
If he is released, will those angry young people give him face so that he can no longer pursue the case? Things that have never happened will not be considered. This is also the way of thinking of most people.
Dayong also noticed that what happened today was a bit strange. Not only did Situ Kaihui and his friends not leave quickly, but they actually wanted to stay here. What does that mean? They were not afraid of waiting for others at all. They suppressed themselves in order to win more
much time.
With the fierce collision, both parties woke up from the alcohol, and their confused and impulsive state also subsided.
Situ Kaihui also cast a look at him at the right time. Dayong understood and immediately signaled everyone to evacuate with his eyes.
It's too late to leave.
A dozen strong men with machetes in their hands walked in from outside the door and shouted to the people in the singing hall: "Everyone squat down."
If you are a group of strangers, young people will not be scared if you are young. In this JB society, if you don’t have the guts to fight and kill, then don’t come out and pretend to be a big-tailed wolf. Don’t say that a knife can’t scare people, not even a gun.
It must be able to scare these young people. But now facing these dozen people, they all wilt, and most of them squat down, because they all know who these people are, the ones who really scream loudly on the ground in Meicheng.
People are all real murderers. These young people present all claim to be so-and-so’s younger brother or something like that. These so-and-so are standing in front of them at this moment.
It's not that I'm afraid, but that in the future, anyone can look for strangers, but that's not possible now. It's too easy for these people in front of me to turn against me.
"Brother Yu, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were playing here, so I frightened you. Brother Tao is outside. I met you in Spring City with Brother Zhan." The first person walked past the door of Bao's house, and then glanced at him with a fierce look.
A glance at Dayong: "Kneel down for Brother Yu."
Dayong frowned, knowing in his heart that he had caused big trouble, but if he was asked to kneel down in front of so many people, he couldn't do it, and his mind couldn't turn around for a moment.
Han Jiao's cell phone rang, and then a police siren sounded outside.
"The director of the city bureau personally led the team. I really want to know what qualifications you have to play with me." Han Jiao stood up and looked at Dayong with a cold face, and then glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu. It was obvious that this matter must not be done.
Good.
Cheng Xiaoyu said to the man: "Those who told you to leave, those who arrived later, leave."
"Brother Yu, this..."
"You go out and ask your brother Tao to call the monkey, saying that I, Cheng Xiaoyu, can give you this face, but Miss Han Jiao is also there and is frightened."
Everyone put away their knives and various things. Those who had taken action before also wanted to run out, but Han Jiao remembered their faces and dialed the phone with a cold smile: "Catch everyone."
The outer corridor of the disco was suddenly empty, and some spectators also shrank back. As for the boss, he didn't know where he was at the moment. Then he heard the noise outside, and soon the few people were covered in blood.
Vigorous plainclothes men walked in, followed by many uniformed police officers.
"Arrest people!"
"Director Hao." Chang Hong shouted to a muscular man in his forties. The man came over and smiled at Chang Hong. Then he looked at Han Jiao and Situ Kaihui and stood in front of Han Jiao to ask.
Said: "Miss Han?"
Han Jiao nodded.
"Look?" He lowered his voice and waited for the attitude of the person involved in the task assigned by his boss's old superior.
"We were attacked by violent criminals. Not only did I see controlled knives and privately made guns, but there were also several people who looked similar to the wanted criminals on the arrest warrant issued by the provincial department. I suspected that this group of people was harboring wanted criminals."
As soon as Han Jiao finished speaking, Chang Hong, not to mention Director Hao, was also surprised. It seemed that he was really angry and wanted to kill these people.
Cheng Xiaoyu threw away the broken beer bottle in his hand and pushed his knees forward. Dayong, who was in a stunned state, didn't pay attention. He crawled to the ground like a dog chewing shit. He looked back at Han Jiao in shock, not daring to
Believe what she says.
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