gangster student

The leader of the small group was a young man with a bald head, followed by about a dozen young men smoking cigarettes.

There was obviously something hidden in the waists of these people, which were bulging and probably in the shape of a long strip.

Jin Zhening smiled, he knew that he was the younger brother of the Blood Soul Gang, as for who belonged to him, Jin Zhening didn't know, but these people had a good momentum, Jin Zhening was optimistic about these people, he didn't make a big noise, and those who didn't like him Incoming punks are a little different.

After a pause, the bald man who was supposed to be the youngest of these people threw the cigarette butt aside, waved to his little brother to start walking.

Jin Zhening started the car, kept a certain distance at a slow speed, and followed quietly.

The younger brothers in this small group are obviously able to hide the machetes on their waists, but if you look closely, you can still see their abnormalities.

The little bald head's eyes are very sharp, and he patrols everyone on the street sneakily. When ordinary passers-by see this posture, they go around early and avoid these people. They don't want to mess with them early in the morning. Trouble, everyone knows that these people are gangsters, and it is not a trivial matter to provoke them.

And this little bald man didn't seem to be interested in these passers-by. In his eyes, the passers-by were naturally filtered out, and he seemed to be looking for something.

Jin Zhening, who was slowly following in the car, of course knew what they were looking for, what else could it be?The police chant!

The little bald man was friendly to passers-by. He saw a few workers who were loading and unloading goods, and the vehicles behind were still rushing. The little bald man beckoned to his little brother to help. The little bald head was a little surprised, and I drove away. Do I really look like a bad guy?

Jin Zhening also has some doubts about the little bald head's approach. You have a mission, and you didn't come out to learn from Lei Feng and do good deeds. If I raised so many younger brothers to go out to do good deeds and learn from Lei Feng every day, I would have already become one of the top ten in China. Outstanding!

Although it wasn't tiring to follow them by car, Jin Zhening was getting impatient. After walking around for a long time, why didn't he see a policeman yet?Are the police so timid?With just one word, I scare them into hiding in the police station and dare not come out, no way, if my strength is really that strong, ha ha!Hasn't this H city unified the surname Jin long ago?

Just when Jin Zhening was feeling very depressed, the little bald man suddenly quickened his pace, beckoning his little brother to run forward quickly.

Jin Zhening also stepped on the accelerator and followed.

The little bald man stopped in front of a shopping mall, and Jin Zhening laughed when he saw this, because he saw a very nice police car parked before going on the field.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Jin Zhening followed the group of bald men, walking absent-mindedly.

The little bald head's goal is very clear, which is to find the police.

After walking around the mall for about ten minutes, a man in a police uniform appeared in front of everyone in a fashion store.

When the little bald man saw the policeman, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the trace of evil in his eyes was undisguised.

Jin Zhening scanned his surroundings. He walked to the rest seat beside him, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and silently watched the movements of the bald-headed group.

The angle of view of the seat is just enough to see the whole scene in the store, and the inside is not very far away. With his keen sense of hearing, Jin Zhening is sure to hear all the sounds in the store.

The policeman who was chatting enthusiastically with the cashier lady obviously didn't notice the approach of the bald group of people, so the cashier widened his eyes, held his mouth, and pointed behind the policeman in surprise.

At this time, the little bald head and the others couldn't hold back their temper anymore, and they all drew machetes from their waists, and slowly approached the policeman with the knife in hand.

The policeman turned around curiously, leaned against the counter, pointed at the little bald head and the others, and asked stammeringly:

"You...you, what do you want...what do you want to do? I'm a policeman, don't come here."

The little bald head sneered and said:

"I know you are a policeman, otherwise how would I come back to find you?"

The policeman looked at the machete in the hands of the little bald head and the others with some fear and said:

"What do you want from me? Do I know you?"

The little bald head said coldly:

"Don't you know that since twelve o'clock last night, the police are not allowed to go out on the street?"

Hearing what the little bald head said, the policeman suddenly burst out laughing, clutching his stomach, pointing at the little bald head and saying:

"Hey! You fucking gangsters should find some plausible excuses! **! The police can't go to the streets, are you crazy?"

While the policeman was speaking, the little bald head quickly ran up to the policeman, and with his knives up and down, the policeman's outstretched arm was chopped off by the little bald head.

The police yelled and screamed in pain, and the passers-by around cast curious glances, but what they saw made them scream in surprise.

The shopping mall was in chaos for a while, and the surrounding crowd screamed and fled.

"Damn! What kind of world is this! The police are not allowed to go to the streets during the daytime, who made the rules?"

Passerby A who was already passing Jin Zhening quickly cursed silently.

Jin Zhening grabbed the passerby who scolded the street, smiled coldly and said to him:

"That's what I decided."

The passer-by was surprised at first, expressionless, and then yelled:

"Mom! Ghost!"

Then he hurriedly broke away from Jin Zhening's hand, covered his head and ran away.

This made Jin Zhening a little depressed, shit!Am I like a ghost?

There seemed to be some commotion in the opposite shop, Jin Zhening quietly walked over, opened by the door of the shop, slowly smoking a cigarette, watching the scene quietly.

After the policeman's arm was cut off, Toto lay in front of the counter and moaned in pain, hot blood spurted out from his severed arm.

The cashier lady at the counter was already pale from fright, squatting on the ground and doing her last struggle with her high-decibel voice.

The little bald head seemed a little disgusted by the screaming of the cashier lady, and turned his head to wink at the younger brother behind him. The two younger brothers behind him nodded, and walked towards the counter with the machete in hand.

The two boys raised their knives and slashed towards the counter without hesitation.

A stream of hot blood splashed onto the snow-white wall, and the piercing scream disappeared instantly.

And those two little brothers didn't stop yet, they still raised the machete and chopped down with all their might.

Blood droplets sprayed on the faces of the two, but the two ignored it and continued to do what they were doing.

After dozens of knives were cut, the two looked at each other, stopped, stretched out their hands to grab the tissue on the counter, and walked back behind the little bald head while wiping the blood dripping from their faces.

The little bald head nodded to the two of them very satisfied, shook the machete in his hand, knelt down and said to the policeman:

"Understood! Brother Ning's words! The police in City H are not allowed to go to the streets during the day, so I will tell you clearly that we belong to the underworld and the Blood Soul Gang. If you have any questions, you can go to me. I am from Weitang. Little bald head."

After saying that, the little bald head turned around, ready to leave.

Just when everyone got up and was about to leave, the little bald head seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around quickly, patted his bald head with one hand, and walked back with a machete in the other.

The knife rises and falls, blood splatters.

The little bald head vigorously waved the machete in his hand. The scene on the ground made everyone feel a little disgusted. The policeman was already out of shape, with his arms and legs scattered to the side, but the little bald head didn't stop, and the machete in his hand was still going down. Cut it off, the sharp machete entered the policeman's body from time to time, looking for this way to cut it down, this policeman, oh!No, it should be that this corpse will turn into a pile of meat pulp soon.

Jin Zhejing by the door watched the cruel scenes quietly, flicked the cigarette butt between his fingers, turned around and shouted to the little bald head and the others:

"enough!"

The little bald head stopped the machete in his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and like all the younger brothers, he turned around slowly and looked at Jin Zhening.

Seeing that the person next to the door was Jin Zhening, the little bald head quickly straightened up, threw the machete in his hand to his younger brother, ran to Jin Zhening, and shouted solemnly:

"Brother Ning!"

The younger brothers behind him shouted in unison:

"Hello Brother Ning!"

Jin Zhening nodded, stretched out his hand and patted the little bald head on the shoulder and said:

"Good job!"

The little bald head smiled and said:

"Thank you Brother Ning for the compliment!"

At this time, a few security guards not far away ran towards this side with their batons. The leading security guard pointed at Jin Zhening and the others with the baton in his hand and shouted:

"What are you doing? Are you making trouble?"

[ps: Fifth update.]