Bald Brother is rarely alone, and it was not until today that he found an opportunity. The motorcycle gang moved in full force, vowing to destroy Bald Brother and avenge his previous humiliation.
Mao Zhilong flicked his wrist, and the iron chain coiled around his forearm fell apart with a crash, like a dead snake with its bones scattered. He looked at He Shang with cold eyes, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Bald guy is so excited! Why did you go to this place where no one shits to have sex? His anus was so fucked that he couldn't even stand still!" A tall and thin man with hair dyed like a jaggery vat walked away in a strange manner.
He came up to join in the fun and looked at He Shang with a strange smile.
"Haha! The bald guy is still a loser! Look at his bearish way of walking and holding on to the wall..."
"Tsk tsk! Xiao Gong looks pretty good."
The motorcycle gangs got out of the car one after another, took out iron rods, bats and other things from the back seat, gathered around and started to make fun of him.
Mao Zhilong calmly allowed his subordinates to yell. In his opinion, the bald man could not escape today, so there was no harm in playing a game of cat and mouse.
Xu Qing suddenly turned his head and asked with confusion: "What does it mean to be gay?" He Shang, whose face was livid, suddenly lost his temper and gritted his teeth and said: "You are paralyzed, you said we are hiding here to play with chrysanthemums and cut them.
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Mao Zhilong was very proud to see He Shang's angry and frustrated look. He pointed at the iron chain and said, "Bald head, are you stupid? You and this little bastard who jumped out of the corner still want to kill me?"
When Xu Qing heard this, he rushed up angrily, patted He Shang on the shoulder, and whispered: "Stand still, help me hold my schoolbag."
He Shang knew that Xu Qing was about to take action, so he quickly stood up straight, took the schoolbag and put it on his shoulder, his eyes full of excitement.
Xu Qing took two steps forward, tilted his head, and the joints on his neck crackled twice. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he said: "Young Momo, we have to fight faster."
Mao Zhilong was stunned for a moment, then turned to wink at the head of the sauce tank behind him.
Jiangtantou immediately pressed forward with a baseball bat, pointed at Xu Qing's nose and cursed fiercely: "You little bastard, look for..." The last word was still stuck in his throat, Xu Qing took a step forward.
The waist clasped his ankles and pushed his whole body out.
However, this series of movements was indeed so fast that in the eyes of the bikers, it seemed as if the head had slipped out on his own feet. He also did a trick in mid-air, backflips 360 degrees, and landed face down on the ground with a splash of water.
No, but one of his front teeth was knocked out. This guy was really tough. He didn't say a word for a while, and he passed out as soon as he closed his eyes.
The motorcycle gangs looked at each other, and those who even glanced at each other knew that they had encountered a tough opponent and that he was a very ruthless character, so they couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Come together, beat this kid to death..." Mao Zhilong snorted coldly, raised the iron chain in his hand and swiped it across Xu Qing's neck. The bikie gang members were brave in vain, waving the guy in their hands and pounced on him.
Nine guys were using their hands to fuck one with nothing, and they were able to push him down.
Xu Qing's eyes were dazzled. The movements of his hands were speeding up in vain, and his feet were not idle. At first glance, it looked like a drunken person staggering among the crowd. Whoosh! The iron chain came whistling with the sound of wind, but it was
After sweeping the air, Mao Zhilong's outstretched arm had no time to retract, he only felt a sudden tightening at his wrist, and then his whole body spun twice like a top, his eyes darkened, and he involuntarily jumped forward.
The most excited person was He Shang who was watching the battle. In his eyes, the menacing motorcycle gang was like a series of rolling gourds. As long as they got close to Xu Qing, they would fall out inexplicably. Getting up and rushing forward would only accelerate the fall again.
In the process, Zhan Yi fell eighteen times. These bastards fell out without even being touched by their feet, and they got heavier each time.
Five minutes later, except Jiangtantou who passed out, everyone else fell down with bruises and swollen faces. There were also a few unlucky ones holding their dislocated limbs and wailing. Only Mao Zhilong, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, could barely stand still, with a strong calf.
I was trembling. I wanted to take advantage of the bald brother's loneliness, but unexpectedly I met such a capable character. I really carried him to my grandma's house.
Xu Qing bent down and picked up a bat, and walked towards Mao Zhilong with a sneer. The guy was so frightened that his legs and feet became weak, and he took a few steps back. His back hit a motorcycle. Plop! The car flipped over and he was knocked down.
, a pungent smell of engine oil suddenly filled the air.
"What...are you going to do?" Looking at Xu Qing approaching step by step, Mao Zhilong was really panicked and asked a stupid question without hesitation.
"Haha! Good brother, knock out his two big teeth and sing "Conquer" while breathing heavily..."
He Shang laughed and answered for Xu Qing. This was a destructive move. Mao Zhilong, who had suffered once, was so frightened that his face turned pale, cold sweat dripped down his face, and the majesty he had just now turned into a complete impotence.
Xu Qing strolled up to Mao Zhilong, dragging his bat, and said with a faint smile: "Would you like to play again?"
Mao Zhilong shook his head vigorously. Ten people were still holding the dick, and they didn't even touch the corners of the other party's clothes. They were still fighting? Isn't that just looking for abuse?
Xu Qing nodded with satisfaction and said, "Are you convinced?"
Mao Zhilong didn't expect that this guy would ask such a question, and said with a sad face: "I'm convinced, I'm really convinced..." You are holding a big stick in your hand, is it okay if you don't accept it?
Xu Qing's eyes turned cold, and he swung the bat in his hand and hit Mao Zhilong's head. Peng! There was a loud bang, the bat snapped in two, and the head of the bat popped out a few meters away. It bounced on the ground a few times and finally stopped.
Come down.
"Oh my god!"
Mao Zhilong screamed strangely, and a foul smell floated into Xu Qing's nostrils. When he lowered his head, he saw a pool of spreading water stains on the crotch of this guy's pants. This guy was so scared that he peed.
"Fuck!" Xu Qing cursed, shook his hands and threw away half of the bat. He turned around and waved to He Shang and said, "Let's go!" There was no point in beating such a weakling like a pustule.
He Shang came to his senses as if he was just waking up from a dream, and ran over in a flash. For some reason, even the pain on August 15th was much lessened. Compared to the gang of motorcycle gangs rolling on the ground, his pain was nothing in the wind and rain.
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When the two people's backs disappeared into the distance, the pale-faced Mao Zhilong struggled to stand up, looked back at the smashed motorcycle fuel tank, his legs could not help but tremble again, and two drops of orange liquid fell from his crotch...
After sending He Shang back to the Sunshine Internet Cafe, Xu Qing carried his schoolbag and went to the door to ask Taimo to go home. Recalling the hearty fight just now, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!