The best boy on campus

But not long after Wan Ziliang went out, Cui Yingying hadn't even started singing the song ordered by Cui Yingying. Suddenly, there was a bang, and the door of the box was knocked open. Throwing the person inside, the person spread out in all directions, smelling of drunkenness, it was Wan Ziliang!

Sang Biao, Pan Yong, Mao Mao Dahu and others stood up abruptly, and the expressions of Enying and Cui Yingying also changed instantly, but Liu Boyang sat on the sofa without moving.

"Old Wan, don't embarrass your brother, stand up!" Liu Boyang said lightly.

The table in the VIP box is a long table with small squares and glass inlaid. It is very strong. Wan Ziliang's body was not broken when he smashed it. He got up humming, spit bloody spit, and cursed: " Damn, I was so hard, I saw blood, no one dared to beat me like this for so many years!"

Although Wan Ziliang was bleeding all over his face, it was only a skin trauma. His brow bone was kicked and his nose was broken. He wiped the blood from his face and was about to get up when a tall man stepped on him. Standing over him, he said proudly: "You're not a motherfucker! Do you know who these old men are? Damn you dare to bump into me, and you'll be blinded!"

Liu Boyang understood, it must have been Wan Ziliang who staggered out just now, and accidentally bumped into these people, and they got so angry that they beat Wan Ziliang and threw them in.

Cui Yingying was so frightened that her face turned pale, she quickly took out her handkerchief to wipe Wan Ziliang's blood, but Wan Ziliang pushed her away impatiently.Sangbiao Mao Mao and the others in the private room had already exploded, and they pulled off their clothes one after another, and pulled out their sharp three-edged scrapers.

The three-edged scraper became famous in the gang fights in some second-tier cities in the north in the 80s. This kind of tool knife originally used for machining has high carbon content and is extremely tough and sharp. Let alone a human body, even a thin steel plate can be cut. pierce.Stabbed on the human body, the huge grooves on three sides let blood in at the same time, which is convenient for you to quickly pull out and stab the second knife. The wound stabbed by this kind of knife is difficult to suture. Even if it grows well, it will be a pile of lumps, which is extremely ugly. .

In today's society, few Taoists dare to use a three-edged scraper. It is not convenient to carry it for a while, and secondly, it is not necessary to hurt people so hard. A machete is enough.But the brothers under Wan Ziliang's Bao Xiong Tang are different, they all follow the boss Wan Ziliang's way of doing things fiercely and decisively, machetes and axes are not easy to use, so everyone has a large three-edged scraper with a hard leather sheath Pretending to be pinned to the waist, when the light is on during the battle, the momentum of others will be reduced by three points!

So those people on the other side were obviously taken aback when they saw the three-edged spatula they were showing, and the leader lifted up his clothes one by one, pulled out a pair of dark iron guys from his back waist, pushed the chamber with a clatter, and shouted: "Fuck!" You guys still dare to shoot guys, let me see who dares to move, I will kill him with one shot!"

Liu Boyang pouted and glanced at these guys, no wonder he dared to be so arrogant, so he was carrying a gun!For such two hundred and five, he is really not going to make a move himself, and he thinks they are cheap!So Liu Boyang simply closed his eyes, leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He really drank a lot just now, and his head was a little dizzy.

Sangbiao, Mao Mao and the others saw that the opponent's guy was real, and they didn't dare to act rashly. They finally understood why Wan Ge, who was very skilled, was beaten. He must have been beaten with a gun to his head just now!

The man with the gun was not very old, with a haughty face, he pointed the gun at everyone, and said contemptuously: "You all know how to be scared, and you who are sensible will kneel down to me! Especially you, a drunkard with eyes but no eyes, Kowtow three heads to apologize to me, and discuss with your friends how to compensate you, Lord Jing, I have grown up so much, I have never been bumped for nothing!"

Ho!Now their purpose is clearer, beating people is trivial, and those who come in with a gun to show off their power are extorting money!

Wan Ziliang looked up at the hero surnamed Jing, and grinned. He got up unsteadily, walked towards the man with the gun step by step without fear, first looked at the thing in his hand, and said teasingly: "Speak!" It’s so bright, I thought you took the real thing, but it turned out to be a wolfhound! I think this kind of crap is too small to light a cigarette, so you use it to scare me? When I fuck your mother with a k47, you still don’t You’re eating nai, just use this thing to scare me, huh?!”

The last "hmm" was in a strong questioning tone, but the man with the gun surnamed Jing was overwhelmed by Wan Ziliang's aura. It's not a big deal, it's just that the road to the side office was bumped, they bullied Wan Ziliang for drinking too much, and wanted to extort some money for a beating, who would want to meet such a person who is not afraid of death!

Seeing the other party's eyes flickering, Wan Ziliang took a step closer, clamped the barrel of the gun with two fingers, pressed it against his temple and said: "Come on, don't be afraid, just hit here if you have the guts, my brains will splash your face, but You guys don’t want to go out today, my brothers’ scrapers are not vegetarian, right, Maomao?”

As soon as the words fell, Mao Mao Sangbiao and others who couldn't bear it anymore came over in an instant. With a three-edged scraper in their hands, they aimed at a guy next to the man with the gun and slashed it directly into the main artery. Before he had time to react, he screamed on the spot, blood gushed out, his eyes widened and he fell to the ground.

When had Cui Yingying seen such a bloody scene, she screamed suddenly in fright, and even Enying's face turned pale, Liu Boyang patted Enying's shoulder lightly, pointed to the jukebox and said, "Go, Turn up the music!"

Enying understood and got up to adjust the volume.

The group of people surnamed Jing were completely dumbfounded. Who would have thought that Wan Ziliang's group of people would be so fierce, they would attack without saying a word, and they would kill him. The scream was too loud, and there was another sharp stab at his chest, the blood from the man's mouth spurted out, and his eyes widened after a while, Mao Mao spat hard and cursed: " Shit!"

At the same time, Wan Ziliang flipped the two fingers holding the barrel of the gun, the thumb held the hammer, and the man surnamed Jing squeezed the trigger violently, but where could the bullet come out, Wan Ziliang pulled his arm back , that crude imitation wolfdog was in Wan Ziliang's hands, and the guy surnamed Jing was still twitching his index finger in vain.

The moment Wan Ziliang snatched the wolfdog, he kicked Jing's crotch fiercely, and the guy surnamed Jing squatted down covering his crotch, his face was pale, and he couldn't move.

There were only two people left. Seeing that their legs were weak, they wanted to run out, but Sangbiao, Pan Yong and others rushed to block the way, kicked them over a few times, and pierced their chest and back with a three-edged spatula. Going down, the private room is full of the sound of piercing the flesh with force and the scream of being covered!

The remaining two were stabbed to death in less than a minute. The blood and flesh splattered by the three-edged spatula were all over the private room. Cui Yingying covered her face and dared not look at it, but Wan Ziliang crouched methodically. In front of the guy surnamed Jing, he took out a cigarette, lit it with that guy's dog, and said calmly, "What the hell did you just say to me? Say it again."

The guy surnamed Jing was so scared that he peed in his pants, and there was a strong smell of sao in the private room, and his teeth chattered: "Brother...Brother, I was wrong, please let me go for Brother Jinlong's sake." !"

"Brother Jinlong? That Brother Jinlong?" Wan Ziliang frowned slightly.

"It's in the third box in front, Hou Jinlong!" the surnamed Jing said with a mournful face.

"Oh, it's the fourth son of Zhou Bolong's so-called Twelve Diamonds?"

"Yes! Yes! Brother, don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face, don't kill me..."