I, Laojiu, have been on the road for decades, why can’t I stand still!?
All it depends on is running fast!
Even though he was over fifty years old, and even though he had been stabbed in the back by Chen Yaoqing, his steps were not messy at all, and he got into the crowd in a few seconds.
After all, he is the boss, and he is old after all, so why should he run away?
In order to survive, don’t be miserable!
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The horse show turned into a melee. When Chen Yaoqing drew the first blood, all the boys' minds became hot in an instant.
This is what group fights are like. After a fight, who can think so much? The conflict between hundreds of people begins. After the blood gets heated, even if you are punched or chopped, you will not feel pain under the stimulation of a large amount of adrenaline.
, but will be more excited.
This was the situation at the moment. The boss took the lead in charging and slashed the boss on the opposite side with one knife. The number one brother, Lei Yaoyang, waved a one-meter-long steel pipe and turned toward the opposite side like crazy.
The steel pipe was long enough and heavy enough to hit him over his head and face. He opened the guy on the other side on the spot. Blood instantly covered his face and he fell to the ground in a daze.
No matter who the person on the other side is or what he is holding, the steel pipe in his hand has left, right, and bottom afterimages. This behavior combined with his crazy shouting at the moment makes the opponent dare not face him directly because of his overwhelming momentum.
The front suddenly opened a gap.
Looking at Chen Yaoqing next to him, he was not rushing so fast at the moment. Instead, he was a little behind Lei Yaoyang. The machete in his hand was raised on his shoulder and he was staring sharply at the person opposite who was parrying Lei Yaoyang's steel pipe. He saw one person's arm
He was hit hard and the knife in his hand fell off due to the pain. At that moment, Chen Yaoqing stepped forward and slashed hard with the knife in his hand.
The sword flashed across the night sky, and a handful of blood splashed out with a scream. Half of a scalp and an ear flew up with it, and a cut was made on the shoulder by the machete. The man screamed in terror and quickly backed away.
He staggered and fell directly to the ground.
Chen Yaoqing's face showed no change after he chopped down one person with one knife. He quickly retracted the machete in his hand and then slashed towards another guy whose middle door was wide open after being hit by Lei Yaoyang. "Pfft!" A cut of more than ten centimeters long was cut on his chest.
He slashed it out, then kicked the opponent's abdomen hard, knocking him to the ground.
Behind him, Adi and Ahong were responsible for mopping up, and the baseball bats in their hands were also fierce. Every guy who was knocked down would be hit with two sticks, and the opponent would hold his head and run away before stopping.
The four of them have been together since childhood and have fought in groups countless times. Their cooperation has been honed for a long time. In addition, there are more than a hundred younger brothers behind them at this moment, so this will be even more fierce.
Chen Yaoqing was fierce enough, and his hands were dark enough. Opposite him, Lao Jiu was too timid. At this moment, Chen Yaoqing's momentum had been boosted. The younger brother rushed up with a cry, and with a swing of his knife, he immediately chopped down more than a dozen people.
indivual.
In a group fight, it's really not enough to outnumber people. What's more, before Lao Jiu set off, each person was given 50 yuan. They agreed to just come and stand and wave the flag and shout. Who would fight for 50 yuan?
Ah, wouldn't it hurt if he was cut with a knife?
Except for the twenty or so guys standing in front of me who have been raised by Lao Jiu to dare to fight, the rest of them will not risk their lives for Lao Jiu.
But now, the twenty or so people standing in front were either chopped down or beaten and kept retreating. The people behind immediately felt bad. They put the blades in their hands into their arms and turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Some simply ran away without even using a knife or stick.
With almost a charge, the more than 200 people led by Lao Jiu quickly collapsed as if crushed by mud, and everyone rushed to run.
The situation took a turn for the worse. Seeing this scene, the more than 100 people brought by Chen Yaoqing were even more excited. They waved their knives and sticks like ghosts and howls and chased after them like a group of demons dancing wildly. Looking at the people on Lao Jiu's side, they all ran away.
The person who was caught up behind him was struck by several blades in an instant, and he lay on the ground like a bloody gourd after being slashed on the spot.
At this moment, I don't want to run the fastest, I just want to run faster than the people around me. Everyone seems to be on fire under their buttocks, swinging their arms, moving their thighs, and running wildly while shouting.
After chasing him all the way down the street, Chen Yaoqing stopped panting. This was enough. He couldn't kill a few of them, and the matter would become a big deal. He didn't want to be on the front page tomorrow.
Turning around, Chen Yaoqing raised his hands high, and the scene gradually became quiet. It wasn't until everyone looked over that Chen Yaoqing shouted loudly: "Tonight, Hongji, I'll book the place for you, big boss, so you can eat and drink as you like!"
“┗|｀O′|┛Ouch~~”
"Brother Yao!" "Brother Yao!" "Brother Yao!" More than a hundred people waved knives and sticks in their hands and shouted at the top of their necks. The scene was heated.
Immediately, more than a hundred people, led by Chen Yaoqing, swaggered through the market and headed straight for Hongji Tea Restaurant.
On the other side, Ah Jiu was lying on the bed in a private clinic, feeling the needle threading through the rolled flesh on his back, stitching up the wound bit by bit. Although it didn't hurt after the anesthesia, the feeling still filled his body.
I was so nervous that I could only relieve the tension and pressure by constantly yelling that Chen Yaoqing must die well.
In fact, what he hates most now is not Chen Yaoqing. After all, after so many years in the Taoist industry, he has seen a lot of rising newcomers. Most of them became famous and then declined immediately, and were later beaten to death in a certain place.
In the corner, and then forgotten, most of the people who can really survive for a long time are cowards like him.
It is impossible to fight tooth and nail unless the ceiling takes action first.
If you are strong, I will give in, and wait until your big tree attracts the wind and arouses public anger. At that time, a black rat can send people to hell with a gun, and the territory will naturally come back.
Isn't this what Aqu did before?
What Ajiu hates the most right now is the two mothers under his command. Why are you dragging someone else’s dancing lady? It’s not like there is no young lady in my family. It’s fine now. Damn it, I’ve been chopped down!
At this time, he naturally chose to forget that he was the one who supported Mamasang in doing this. After all, the young lady is not afraid of more, she doesn’t have a basic salary anyway, not to mention that Chen Yaoqing does have a few red cards.
The wounds on the back were finally sutured and bandaged. Ah Jiu got out of bed with the help of his younger brother, "How many were injured?"
"More than forty people were injured," the younger brother said softly.
"Didn't you send him to the hospital?" Ah Jiu quickly raised his head and asked.
"No, they were all sent to the dentist's office over at Kowloon Walled City."
"That's good, the hospital is too expensive." Ah Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with some distress: "How much did it cost?"
"Less than fifty thousand."
"Hiss~" Lao Jiu, who suddenly turned his head and was about to curse, touched the wound, and gasped in pain, "Pounce on the street boy!"
The younger brother lowered his head and said nothing, who knows who Lao Jiu was scolding.
"Let the brothers in the field be careful, don't let that bastard Chen Yaoqing lead people to cause trouble." He supported the younger brother beside him and walked slowly outside step by step. As he walked, he said: "Let's go to the countryside and hide."
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On the other side, at Wan Chai Police Station and at the home of Senior Inspector Miu Chi-shun of the Anti-Gangster Unit, the bedside phone rang crazily.
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It's on the shelves soon. I always need a sense of ritual. Sacrifice a book, hoping to absorb the other person's European energy crazily.
The author of "Playing with Ghosts and Gods": Ye Yu Piao Deng, a big boss!
Why is it that for the same new book, the recommendation votes from the big guys are twice as much as those from the book?