Cheng Xiaoyu hit a wine bottle on his head. He used the body of the person who hit him with the bottle to block the man behind him who was holding a spring knife. He hit his wrist with his left hand. Cheng Xiaoyu endured the fall of the knife on his head.
Feeling the severe pain, he reached down and grabbed the switchblade. He stood up and placed it between the neck of the original owner of the switchblade who was feeling pain in his wrist.
In just a few seconds, Cui Xiaobin was hit by several bottles of wine, which had no effect on him. He knocked down two people with his fists. The other party was hit hard and fell to the ground in the air to illustrate Cui Xiaobin's absolute strength.
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"Don't fucking move!" Cheng Xiaoyu roared angrily, blood dripping from his head, which matched the ferocious look of him holding the knife at the moment, and immediately frightened Lao Pao and others who were holding the knife.
Such a move was because he was worried that Cui Xiaobian would rush forward and be injured. He is thick-skinned and not afraid of bricks. How could he not be afraid of knives? No matter whether the other party really dared to see blood or not, in the complicated environment of the scene when he was angry,
It's normal to do something excessive.
Unexpectedly, Cui Xiaobin is not stupid. He is short and has enough flexibility. In addition, the opponent drinks too much and his body and consciousness cannot keep up. Cui Xiaobin specializes in beating people with knives, with a hunched body and a pair of triangular eyes.
He only stared at the knife, ignoring the rest, swinging his arms like two sledgehammers. Here Cheng Xiaoyu controlled one person, and there he had knocked down four or five people.
The word "face" kills people. If it weren't for face, the veteran would not lead people to rush out. If it weren't for the face, the veteran would not be unable to get off the stage at this moment. Looking at the two sturdy figures, one tall and one short, all the alcohol from before was mixed with cold sweat.
emerge and disappear.
"Boy, you don't want to live anymore, do you?" Lao Pao pointed at Cheng Xiaoyu with a dagger in his hand, looking very tough on the surface.
Taking advantage of this moment, Cui Xiaozhen returned to Cheng Xiaoyu's side, staring at the people opposite him with his triangular eyes rolled. Those who were knocked down by him also screamed and struggled to stand up, covering the areas where they were hit.
A normal person would be choked by being hit with a hammer, not to mention that Cui Xiaobian specifically hits the vital points, not the fatal ones, but the vital points that will make the opponent lose their combat effectiveness in the shortest possible time.
They are not simple people!
After this period of time, Cheng Xiaoyu felt that he had matured a lot. This fierce Cui Xiaobian was not an ordinary person. He was usually very aggressive, but at critical moments, he was smarter than a monkey.
It was already 11 o'clock in the night, and the streets seemed very empty except for the occasional taxi passing by. Several cars quickly hit the brakes from far to near, making violent braking sounds. Each car rushed out carrying a machete with a steel stick.
A man with a hatchet, Xiong Wei saw Cheng Xiaoyu with blood on his face at a glance, roared and rushed forward with a hatchet.
"Weige, Weige, I am a veteran."
The difference between professional and non-professional people lies in professionalism. Everyone has an impulsive side or a tough side. Drinking too much and being impulsive can hurt others. People like Cheng Xiaoyu who are unruly at heart may do so under certain circumstances.
For some things that are beyond one's ability, professionals have already regarded these things as part of their lives and even as skills that they rely on for survival.
Cheng Xiaoyu said that it was normal for Lao Pao not to know each other. He had to be a hunter in the same industry. He had to recognize Xiong Wei. He looked at the other person and rushed over without saying a word. He had been in the society for so many years and was well versed in the way of survival. He immediately
I chose to hold hands and hold hands to strengthen the relationship.
"Put them all down first." Following Xiong Wei's order, those holding knives and axes leaned back, while those holding strong sticks and pickaxes rushed forward, slamming all the standing people to the ground.
Not everyone is bloodthirsty, and not everyone will use knives and guns casually. When facing people who have little ability to resist, sticks are the best and most ideal weapon.
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In the rental house, Yang Guoping and Meng Tuzi were sitting on the sofa, drinking beer and watching videos. The wonderful life was at this moment. They didn’t have to worry about food, drink, and work every day. They could even get two packs of good cigarettes from time to time. Yang Guoping gave
When he called his family, he really praised his brother-in-law's situation to the heavens. Meng Tuzi even showed off to the villagers the life he was living now.
Comfortable and comfortable.
Meng Tuozi didn't know what Yang Guoping was thinking. He didn't want to go back. He wanted to eat, drink and live for free. Who would want to go back to the fields to dig for food in a comfortable environment? Hearing Uncle Dachangzi introduce the women in the city, Meng Tuozi
He hadn't slept for several nights. In front of Yang Guoping, he knew a lot. But compared to Zhu Dachang, he was just a child. He didn't have any knowledge in the colorful world.
Meng Tuzi only fantasizes about two things now. One is to wait for his salary to be paid at the end of the month, and then let Uncle Da Changzi take him to have fun; the other is to quickly gain Daewoo's trust and become an indispensable part of the store. How can he get more
It would be better if you make some money.
"Pingzi, why are you working so hard? My brother-in-law, no one else can use you." Meng Baldzi rested his feet on the coffee table while smacking melon seeds. He had only one concept of comfort, and the highest state was to be so comfortable that he wanted to die.
Yang Guoping smiled and said: "It's only my own family that wants to show off to everyone. Bald man, if you drop the melon seed peels on the ground, be careful that Pigtail comes back to deal with you."
"Ah!" Meng Tuozi straightened up nervously and looked at the sofa and the coffee table to see if there were any residues of melon seed peels on the ground. It was better not to offend the naughty guy, as he would not get offended by a beating.
Just as Meng Baldzi was putting away the melon seed peels, the sound of opening the door sounded. Meng Baldzi smiled and gave Yang Guoping a thumbs up secretly.
"Ah! Daewoo, what's wrong?" Amidst the messy footsteps, Cheng Xiaoyu was helped in by Xiong Wei. The blood on his forehead looked scary, but it didn't flow much. There was a medical kit at home, so he could simply deal with it.
Liang Chenyi followed and hurriedly entered Cheng Xiaoyu's room. Before Xiong Wei could open the medicine box, he opened the medicine box first. Regardless of the distance between men and women, he pillowed the back of Cheng Xiaoyu's head against his naked body.
On the thigh, the wound was treated very carefully.
Zhu Dachang pulled a few people who were watching with eyes wide open, leaving an ambiguous look, and took everyone to the living room. Not long after, Xiong Wei's phone rang, and the general story of the matter became clear. It was for Liang Chen.
There was a conflict and even a fight between Yicai. Xiong Wei nodded and left the rental house with his phone. Not long after, he came back with a paper bag and the lady's small bag, which he thought were things Liang Chenyi had left at the KTV.
"This girl is pretty good. When we arrived, she followed Brother Yu with a brick and didn't run away." Zhu Dachang, holding a cigarette in his mouth, concluded everyone's sleepless night and motioned for everyone to go to bed. As for Lao Pao,
, if Xiong Wei comes forward, Cheng Xiaoyu will be the victim. In addition to getting a drink and apology, he will also get some money. It is estimated that he cannot ask for it. From stranger to ordinary friend, enemy, in just one thought.
"My dynasty, Meng Tuzi..." Xiong Wei left. Cui Xiaozhen also discovered that Meng Tuzi had not cleaned up the melon seed peels. He chased Meng Tuzi into his room with his big fist raised. Meng Tuzi's words were heard from time to time.
Screaming, Yang Guoping walked into the room with a smile, while Zhu Dachang returned to his room with a cigarette in his mouth and stood at the window for a long time.
"He went out with Fei Yang and the others." (To be continued)