The early morning chill in the countryside is bone-chilling. The water of the Huaijiang River surges eastward. The endless wormwood on the banks of the Never-Looking Back River is covered with dewdrops. As you walk past, your trousers will fall off the river. The clouds are low. A few waterbirds are flying low. From time to time, they make a sad cry.
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The area near Pier 5 is very desolate. It is far away from the highway. No one will pass by, and there will be no police disturbance. The wide river bank is full of sand and wormwood, making it difficult to hide people. It is perfect for group fights.
Two Dongfeng trucks covered with tarpaulins were parked on the east side of the open space, and there were three cars scattered around. Dozens of half-year-old children gathered together and shivered. The weather suddenly changed today, and a cold wave came. They were wearing thin clothes and couldn't hold on.
All of them had runny noses and were resisting.
Liu Ziguang and several leading guys were discussing something in low voices beside the car. Suddenly, there was a roar of cars in the distance, and a long convoy of cars drove over. There were luxury cars, large vans, taxis, and even a convoy of large-passage buses pressing down on Hao Hao.
The grass came over and left shocking ruts on the river embankment. When they drove about a hundred meters away from Liu Ziguang and the others, the convoy gradually stopped and began to disembark.
There were more than 400 people in dozens of cars. They all wore neat shorts and sportswear. Most of them were short-skinned or bald. Someone opened the trunk of the car and started using water pipes, baseball bats, machetes, and iron weapons.
There was everything there. Most of these gangsters knew each other, were saying hello, passing cigarettes, chatting and laughing. It was obvious that they were all crazy and didn't take the battle in front of them seriously at all.
On the other hand, Liu Ziguang's side was deathly silent. Many children were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Some people's legs were still shaking like chaff. Last night's heroic ambitions had long been wasted with a pee in the morning. All that was left was
Horrified.
There are four to five hundred people in the dark crowd opposite, and they are all veteran gangsters who have experienced battles. I have only fifty people here, and more than thirty of them are junior high school students with no hair. They can't use a knife.
The most outrageous thing I ever did was to extort money from junior students at the school gate. It would be strange not to be scared to death when encountering such a powerful PK.
The time was 6:40. Both sides came earlier. On the one hand, they were scouting the terrain to see if the other side had any ambush. On the other hand, they were also looking to see if there was anyone they knew in the other side's camp. Normally, this kind of large-scale brawl would alert all the friends on the road.
It is said that one or two familiar faces can be found to make peace and the fight will cease.
But today was an exception. Basically all the better gangsters in Jiangbei City were present, but I didn't see any acquaintances in the opposite camp. Junior gangsters like Bei Xiaoshuai who hang out in Internet cafes and schools are not even in the mainstream, even if they know him.
He won't take any notice either.
So everyone felt that today there might really be blood.
The fight hasn't started yet because the person in charge hasn't arrived yet. Fourth brother played mahjong last night. He lay down at five o'clock and stared for a while. Now he is driving here in the early morning. There is no traffic on the road. He will arrive in a few minutes.
A black eighth-generation Honda Accord was speeding along the riverside road. The fourth brother, dressed in a black Adidas sportswear, was lying on the back seat with his eyes closed, yawning from time to time. The bald man was sitting on the passenger seat, checking the contents of his bag.
"Fourth brother, do you want to touch the guy today?" Bald Man asked.
"It depends on the situation. It's mainly just in case." said the fourth brother.
The car entered the river embankment at a fork in the road. Driving on the soft grass, the fourth brother couldn't help but smile when he saw the scene in the distance through the car window.
"It's really boring to have these people here just to play house."
Even though he said this, the bald man still heard the proud meaning in the words of the fourth brother. In what the fourth brother said, Jiangbei Underworld General Mobilization actually had at least 500 more people present this morning than expected last night!
Liu Ziguang's side is surrounded by a few broken-down cars, a bunch of temporary security guards, and a group of stupid kids. The current children are over 1.7 meters tall when they are 13 or 14 years old, but they are still in the shape of bean sprouts, and a few are still young and green in school uniforms.
The colorful junior high school uniforms mixed with a bunch of camouflage uniforms look even more ridiculous.
The car stopped in front of everyone and the door opened. Fourth brother, dressed in sportswear, jumped out and the fat on his big belly trembled.
"Everyone is here." Fourth brother greeted casually.
"Fourth Brother"
"Fourth Brother"
Everyone came over to greet one after another. Some of the heavyweights even shook hands with the fourth brother. The scene was very lively. The fourth brother raised his wrist and looked at Jin Lao and said, "It's almost done, why don't we start."
The little kids at Liu Ziguang's side were all pale and nervous, and their teeth were chattering. Some of them even sneezed from the cold. Liu Ziguang frowned and waved to Bei Xiaoshuai.
Xiaobei opened the trunk of the car and used a knife to pick out the straps of the packing box. He took a bottle of Red Star Erguotou each with a bottle of water, two or two, and five. He unscrewed the lid first, raised his neck, gulped, gulped, drank two gulps, and yelled fiercely: "Drink!"
The little kids also unscrewed the lid with trembling hands and imitated Bei Xiaoshuai's example and drank it all in one gulp. After all, the kid who had never drunk much drank the pot head and drank it, and his face turned red immediately.
At this time, the people on the opposite side have begun to attack. At first, they walked slowly, carrying wooden sticks and iron rulers, as if they were just strolling in the garden. Then they gradually started running, with murderous looks on their faces. Four to five hundred people were running together.
The sound was as shocking as thunder.
There was still a smile on the corner of Liu Ziguang's mouth. He had commanded and experienced countless cavalry battles with thousands of galloping horses. Such battles were simply too childish. Although the enemy was getting closer and closer, the Zhongnanhai gun he held in the corner of his mouth was not even ashes.
It didn't fall off. Seeing the boss taking it so calmly, the drunken kids all straightened their necks.
Seeing the enemy running within fifty meters, Liu Ziguang threw away the cigarette butt and shouted: "Hit!"
With an order, the tarpaulins on the two Dongfeng trucks were lifted open with a swipe, revealing more than a dozen grotesque weapons, large and small. Two tall iron shelves welded from scrap iron pipes and rotten iron sheets had a square iron trough behind them.
Put four bricks in the front and use iron blocks as counterweights, and the whole thing becomes a miniature catapult.
The other Y-shaped iron frames were tied with red tricycle inner tubes. Men in camouflage uniforms and wicker helmets pulled the inner tubes with murderous intent. In the nest of the giant slingshot were huge iron nuts or nuts.
Not to mention using this kind of extremely elastic inner tube to screw out the screw, even if you throw it with your hand and hit it on the head, it's still an idiot.
Ten giant slingshots and two catapults. To be precise, they are brick catapults. The ammunition is scrap bolts and nuts, as well as readily available red bricks. They are all placed in the most advantageous positions. You can reach the first hand, second hand, second hand, etc.
The ammunition hand performs his own duties. The young man who is a veteran is very expert at this.
Bricks rained down from the sky, and the steel bolts of the giant slingshot fired into the enemy group at lightning speed with a shrill sound of breaking through the air.
There was a cry of ghosts and wolves howling! The gangsters were stunned in an instant. What kind of fighting method is this? They are all heavy weapons! They were not wearing protective gear, they were only lightweight sportswear. If they were hit on the head, they would be bloody. If they were hit on the body, they would be bloody.
bruises.
Liu Ziguang waved his hand again and Bei Xiaoshuai shouted: "Fire the bayonet!"
The little kids, who were starting to get excited, turned around together and pulled out sharp iron guns from under the car, holding them in their hands. The wicker helmets were stuck on their heads. Some children's heads were too small. The wicker helmets were still dangling, but they were still full of murderous intent. These terrifying weapons
It was made from a fence in a small park. It was polished with a grinding wheel. The cold light shone on the head and it was scary. They were all two meters long. The little fur children stood up and formed a hedgehog formation next to the two trucks.
The gunners strictly followed the orders, loading and firing in an orderly manner, and there was no need to aim. Anyway, they would definitely hit someone when they fired. Various weapons continued to hit bricks and large bolts with even fire.
The 500 people organized by the fourth brother collapsed in an instant. This thing couldn't be hit. The sky was full of bricks, which made your head and face bloody when they hit each other. Those large bolts were so deadly that they broke the ribs of the body. Of course, the most important thing was the opponent's.
The momentum and novel fighting methods completely knocked these gangsters unconscious.
The five hundred troops retreated hastily, trying to get out of the opponent's attack range, but the artillery fire also extended forward. The four bricks originally were placed, but now they are changed to two bricks. The range is longer, and it is useless no matter how fast you run.
Liu Ziguang jumped on the front of the truck and stood on the top and shouted: "Move forward!"
The truck slowly started to move. The little furry boys held up their spears and fiercely protected the truck as it moved forward. The faces of the wicker helmets with thin downy lips were filled with murderous intent.
Oh my god, they were even playing mechanized charge. The gangsters hurriedly ran to hide behind their cars, but the opponent's slingshots and bricks were still pouring down. The sound of shattering glass and the sound of car iron sheets being smashed came one after another. The fourth brother's eighth-generation Accord was parked at the end.
The front was riddled with holes and holes due to bolts, and the face was pockmarked.
By now, the fourth brother had already fucked. Today, he called five hundred people over, but he was beaten to pieces without even touching their hair. He really couldn't accept the psychological gap.
A brick fell from the sky and was about to hit his head. The fourth brother didn't know how to hide, but the bald man pulled him over and said, "What should I do, fourth brother? You have an idea!"
The fourth brother finally came to his senses and yelled viciously: "I'm afraid of hair! If you risk it and get close, I'll give you 5,000 yuan for knocking down one of them!"
Under the heavy reward, there must be a reward for the brave fourth brother. As soon as the reward came out, some desperate guys were ready to take action. They hid behind the car and watched each other clearly. Although the long-range weapons were powerful, there were not many people in fact. They just rushed up and risked their lives. Those who took
A kid with a spear may not be able to stop it.
They were preparing an attack. No one noticed a flat-bottomed boat coming quietly from behind and docked at the river. Forty young people wearing wicker helmets and camouflage uniforms, with their left hands rattan and right hands an iron rod, shouted, lifted up the tarpaulin and climbed up.
When I got out of the cabin, I stepped on the mud and dew on the riverside to cover myself up from behind.
The gangsters were attacked from all sides and exclaimed: Oh my god, besides the artillery, there is also the 6th Marine Corps! Who the hell did this guy meet!