Standing on the other side of the street, Luo Qinglin's face was full of anger, and she was about to step forward to help her brother Sun.
"What the fuck, these people are screwed!" Luo Yufeng also had a sullen face, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he rolled up his sleeves, "Let's see if I don't discount their legs today!"
"Everyone stop!" Luo Zhentian, the old general, stopped his two children. With an indescribable perseverance on his face, he stood there, staring at the opposite side, and said slowly
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"I want to see Xueyuan's backbone. If he is Brother Sun's son, he must have the backbone of Brother Sun!"
"Dad!" Luo Qinglin quit, "But Brother Sun's leg is broken!"
"So what!" Luo Zhentian snorted and said, "Back then, Brother Han's leg was pierced by an enemy bullet, but he dragged one leg forcefully and stabbed to death a platoon of ghost enemies with a bayonet. We
I can help Xueyuan for a while, but not for a lifetime. If the kid Xueyuan is afraid of even a few gangsters, what future will he have?"
While Luo Zhentian was talking, another person slowly walked over from the other side of the street.
It was a girl in very simple clothes, holding a guide stick in one hand and leading a skinny black dog. In the other hand, she carried an old insulated lunch box and walked over tentatively step by step.
Although the girl cannot be seen and is dressed simply, she is very delicate and pretty.
"Brother Sun, Brother Sun, are you there? I'm here to bring you lunch."
"Yan Yan, don't... ah!" Sun Xueyuan's eyes turned red when he saw Sun Yan walking over. Just as he was about to shout something, a gangster stepped on his chest, and he screamed in pain.
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"Brother Sun! Brother Sun, what's wrong with you!" Although Sun Yan couldn't see it, she could tell that something was wrong from the scream just now. Her face was full of panic, and she groped around, looking for the source of the sound just now.
Location.
Hongmao gave the people around him a look, and the gangsters immediately laughed and gathered around him.
"Ah!" Sun Yan couldn't see it and suddenly bumped into a gangster.
"Oh my God, you hit me to death!" The gangster immediately shouted, touching his chest and said, "It hurts, it hurts so much, it seems like I broke my ribs!"
"Ah! Yes, I'm sorry!" Sun Yan was also startled, stood there in a panic, and apologized again and again, "I, I didn't mean it."
"Girl!" The red-haired man also came over and slapped Sun Yan on the butt. Sun Yan was so surprised that he jumped forward, but bumped into someone else.
"Look, you injured my brother. How do you solve this problem?"
"I, I didn't mean it..."
"You didn't do it on purpose?" Hong Mao laughed obscenely, rubbed his hands and said, "You can kill people and break the law if you don't do it on purpose? My brother's bones are all broken. You have to pay for the medical expenses."
"I, I have no money..." Sun Yan's expression was gloomy, and tears were about to flow out.
"Don't have money?" Hongmao looked at the bulge on Sun Yan's chest and licked his lips, "If you don't have money, it's easy. Come with us and we will naturally find someone who is willing to lend you money. Hahaha..."
"I won't go, I won't go!" Sun Yan was pulled by the red hair. She pushed back desperately and even squatted on the ground. The skinny black dog also barked wildly, then rushed up and bit him.
On those red-haired legs.
"Ah!" Red Hair burst into tears from the pain, "Damn it, beat this damn dog to death! It hurts me to death!"
"Snapped!"
"Ouch!"
A gangster hit the black dog hard on the head with a wooden stick. The black dog groaned twice and fell limply to the ground.
"Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, are you okay? Xiao Hei?"
Sun Yan cried very hard. This dog has been her playmate since she was a child. Every time she goes out, it leads her on walks.
It can be said that Xiao Hei is her eyes.
However, this dog is too old and too thin.
"What time has it been? Don't you care about that damn dog! Just follow us!"
Hong Mao waved his hand, and a strong boy behind him stepped forward and lifted up Sun Yan's petite body.
"I won't leave! Brother Sun, Brother Han, please help me!"
"You beasts!"
Sun Xueyuan was once the leader of this street.
Although he has never been a soldier, Sun Xueyuan's body is filled with the blood of his heroic father. Therefore, in this mixed urban and rural area, he has made a name for himself by relying on his physical fitness and bloodiness.
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At first, Sun Xueyuan ran a small restaurant with his mother. At that time, there were many gangsters who came to his door every day to cause trouble and ask for money. But one time, Sun Xueyuan used two kitchen knives to chop down eight gangsters, and then chased the so-called gangsters at the time.
When he carried the knife and cut down three streets in a row, everyone was in awe of him.
Therefore, the small restaurant he opened was safe and the business in this mixed urban and rural area was not bad.
But after his mother passed away and one of his legs was broken, he became decadent and depressed. Even his restaurant was smashed by a few gangsters, but he didn't resist.
Brother Sun, who was all-powerful back then, is now reduced to a poor man who makes a living by selling newspapers.
Some of the brothers around him who usually had a good relationship with him have all left him at this time, and no one is even willing to help him. Just because the famous Mr. Han here has ordered that this person be tortured to death!
Only Sun Yan, this kind-hearted girl, has always been with Sun Xueyuan.
Therefore, when he saw Sun Yan being carried away by the red-haired man, Sun Xueyuan's long-lost bloodiness returned to him again.
He suddenly stretched out his strong, strong hands and grabbed the gangster's foot that was stepping on his chest.
Then, with such force, he forced the gangster to fall onto the trolley.
The restraints on his body were untied. Sun Xueyuan roared, supported himself with one leg, climbed up abruptly, grabbed his crutch, rushed over at an astonishing speed, and threw the last crutch at the strong gangster.
on the body.
"puff!"
When this iron crutch hit someone on the back of the head, the damage was absolutely astonishing. Especially when Sun Xueyuan struck with hatred and showed no mercy. Immediately, a bloody hole opened in the back of the gangster's head, and the blood flowed high, and the whole person
He fell directly to the ground.
As a result, Sun Yan fell down and fell on top of the gangster, screaming in surprise again and again.
"Fuck you, you're looking for death!" Hong Mao was shocked. He didn't expect that Sun Xueyuan was already disabled and so bloody.
The gangsters beside him rushed forward, and Sun Xueyuan knocked two of them down with his crutches. But after all, he was a man with a broken leg. His whole body was uncoordinated and not flexible enough. He was soon kicked to the ground by another gangster.
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"Damn, you damn lame, you still dare to resist!" Hongmao slowly walked over with a wooden stick in his hand and cursed, "If I don't discount your other leg today, I will take your last name!"
"Don't hit my brother Sun!" Sun Yan crawled over following the voice, stood in front of Sun Xueyuan, and cried, "Don't hit him, please!"
"Get out, little bitch! Go aside!" Hong Mao stretched out his hand and pulled Sun Yan aside.
"After I cripple this cripple, I will give you to Young Master Han. Then I will let you have a taste of what it's like to be a normal man!"
"You guys!" Sun Xueyuan's eyes turned red. He struggled to get up, but two gangsters kicked him at the same time.
"You lame man, go to hell!" Hong Mao picked up the wooden stick and was about to smash it down on Sun Xueyuan's other leg.
"Snapped!"
At this moment, a strong and powerful hand grasped the wooden stick.
Several gangsters took a closer look and saw a man wearing a buttoned suit standing in front of Sun Xueyuan. At the same time, his hand was firmly holding the wooden stick and his eyes were sarcastic as he looked at several people.
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"Okay, it's time to end the play."
"Fuck, where did you hang out and dare to mess with us? Tell you, we are Mr. Han's people!"
"Master Han? What is that?"
Before the man who was wearing a high-end suit as a casual jacket could say anything, another man walked over from behind the red-haired man. This man was dressed in a smart military uniform, with his sleeves rolled up to reveal his strong muscles.
"Xiao, Xiaofeng?" Seeing this man in military uniform, Sun Xueyuan's eyes immediately showed a hint of excitement.
No matter how powerful he is, after all, he is just a gangster, and a gangster with a broken leg.
Luo Yufeng, on the other hand, is an instructor of the Siberian Tiger Special Forces. These gangsters are not strong enough for him to beat with one hand.
"Hey, you're still a soldier." The gangsters didn't seem to be too scared, but instead surrounded him.
A young gangster with a row of earrings on his ears and a cigarette in his mouth glanced at Luo Yufeng disdainfully.
"I said, Brother Bing, this is not a military camp. You'd better stop and watch me. Otherwise, if you offend our Young Master Han, we will break your legs and make you unable to do anything as a soldier!"
"Brother Sun, Sister Yanyan, are you okay?"
Luo Qinglin also ran over and helped up Sun Xueyuan and Sun Yan who fell on the ground.
"Hey, here comes another little girl." When the red-haired girl saw Luo Qinglin, who was several times more beautiful than Sun Yan, her eyes flashed lustfully, "Hey, hey, Master Han will definitely like such a beauty. Tsk, tsk, I'll take you with me.
If Mr. Han is happy when he goes back, he might let me be the leader here!"
"You're Male Gobi!" When Luo Yufeng heard this guy insulting his sister, he was furious and punched him directly on the chin, immediately beating the red-haired man who was more than 7 meters tall.
It flew high into the air, spun 360 degrees, and then fell to the ground with a thud.
"Little Viagra!" Several gangsters were startled and hurriedly gathered around.
"Fuck!" The red-haired man opened his mouth and spit out his two front teeth. There was blood on his nose and mouth.
The moment he opened his mouth to speak, he was out of breath.
"Blow (blow), sister-in-law (blow)!"
Blow the whistle, this is a warning signal that this area is ready for war.
When a gangster heard the boss's instructions, he immediately took out a whistle from his pocket and blew it loudly.
"Beep woo woo -" the voice spread quickly and resounded throughout the dilapidated buildings.