we are bad boys

Slashing people and fighting, what we pay attention to is a psychological advantage. Since our brothers debuted, we have fought continuously, tens of thousands of milliliters of blood have flowed out, and we are afraid of some gangsters with broken machetes, so our psychology The advantages are incomparable to these gangsters, to paraphrase Wang Mumu's words.

We now deal with all kinds of dissatisfaction! !Pretending to be b must be kicked in the face! !

Master Mu didn't know today whether she wanted to show off in front of the newcomers, or if she really drank too much. Anyway, she was very vigorous. After rushing towards the crowd, she jumped up, and slashed at a young man's face. .

Fighting is not a martial arts movie, like in Nima TV, you can cut it down with a knife, and you can block it with a knife. This kind of situation is completely nonsense in reality. In most cases, if you cut it down, you miss the target. It can definitely be cut elsewhere.

"Pfft!!"

Wang Mumu took the lead in sounding the battle horn, and slashed at the man's face with a knife, blood spattered, and the blade directly opened the left side of the man's face, the paralyzed scene was a bit bloody.

Then Dakang and Chenchen, two super hunks, swung their pick handles at the beheaded young man.

"Peng!!"

The cut young man knelt directly on the ground, and then you can see, a large piece of knives, Jiajun thorns greeted him like raindrops, and ten seconds later, a blood man who was unconscious on the ground was born, with no fucking piece of his body Good place.

Just when we slashed the unlucky guy lying on the ground, their crowd also rushed over, we fought together, I was the first to die, I don’t know who the hell hit me on the head with a steel pipe .

Then I saw a young man with his mouth wide open and making a fucking disgusting noise, stabbing at Tang Biao's thigh, and Tang Biao was taking revenge, and he was cutting vigorously, so I didn't see it at all.

I wanted to go there, but there were too many people and it was crowded. Just as I was about to call out and remind him, a figure nearly two meters away kicked a young man with a pipe knife and blocked Tang Biao's path. behind.

"Pfft!!"

The knife was stabbed in Dakang's leg. After the man stabbed him, he looked up and saw that they were a strong man with dark skin. He wanted to draw the knife immediately, but it was obviously a bit late.

Dakang frowned, gritted his teeth, grabbed the man's dagger-holding wrist with his left hand, and then bent down. The man's wrist hurt and he let go of the dagger.

"puff!!"

Dakang directly pulled out the dagger with his left hand, and without blinking his eyes, he swung his arm suddenly and stabbed it on the man's shoulder, then grabbed the man's hair with his left hand, and pointed the pick handle at his head directly with his right hand On, hit twice severely.

Tang Biao looked back at Dakang who blocked the knife for him, and then immediately burned with anger, his eyes were glowing red, he threw down the machete in his hand, took the young man from Dakang, and directly resisted him, we His mother watched this scene, and suddenly remembered, when I was playing the 97 King of Fighters, Clark's nirvana.

Tang Biao made a run-up first, then carried the young man on his shoulders, and slammed his head against the glass of the black Jetta.

"Pong!"

The head of the young man hit the glass, but the glass was not broken, but the idiot who was hit was obviously confused, and he didn't even struggle!

"Peng! Peng!"

"Grass mud horse!! I'll fucking kill you!"

Tang Biao grabbed the man's hair and slammed it hard into the glass. After hitting it four or five times in a row, the glass was already shattered. blood flowed down his neck.

"Okay! Don't hit it!! You'll be dead soon!!" Na Yu shouted while hugging Tang Biao's back.

After Tang Biao stopped, he sat on the ground and gasped for breath, but the people on the opposite side were basically scattered by us, only the mother left behind, the ground was full of glass shards, machetes, military stabs, steel pipes, Pick handles and pools of blood.

"Run!!" The rest of the crowd shouted, and then scattered and fled.

In fact, it's not that they are timid, nor is it how courageous we are. It's because of our position. They are still bastards after they run away. No one will call them baskets or wimps.

But we are different, our eldest brother, Brother Xu is a prominent figure in this city, and we are the core members of Brother Xu's gang. When Brother Xu is not around, our group of people represents Xu in a certain period Brother, so who the hell can run, we can't run, we are afraid! !Can't run either! !

"Grass mud horse!! Chase or not??" Qing Zhong stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his back, and asked us a few.

"No...chasing...don't chase...my fucking lungs...are about to explode!!" Wang Mumu lay on the Jetta and vomited.

We all felt uncomfortable in our stomachs, because we had just finished drinking, but we couldn't hold back the vomiting. After all, no one is like Wang Mumu, and he is surprisingly thick-skinned.

I looked around, and those who were beaten away by us basically didn't go far, just wandering around and talking on the phone. There may be two reasons why they didn't leave.

1. Call someone, get organized, and keep fighting with us.

2. Some of them were beaten by us and lay on the ground. They didn't know whether they were alive or dead. They wanted to wait for us to leave before coming to fetch them.

"Let's go!! Go to the hospital!" I rested for a while, then stood up and said to the others.

"Brother Fei! What are you doing with these people!! They won't die, right?" Na Yu looked at me and asked, he might be afraid of killing people.

"Hehe, it's okay, I can't die, just throw this away!" I put my arms around his neck, gave him a comforting look, and then led him towards my rrv4.

"Puff...!!"

Just when we were all about to get in the car, Tang Biao picked up the pickaxe handle on the ground and smashed several cars in a row before getting into Dakang's car. It can be seen how childish and vengeful this man is... ..

Our brothers all suffered from more or less injuries, but none of them were serious, maybe the wound on jb Qingzhong's back was quite long and needed stitches.

After a bloody battle, Dakang and I drove off in a swaggering manner. After we had traveled about 500 meters, those people ran towards the Jetta convoy without daring to stop us.

After being calm for more than a month, we were injured collectively again and rushed to the hospital, but this fucking does not mean the end of the battle, it is just the beginning of a series of fierce battles, there is no way, we need to rock and roll again! ! !

But I was on the way to the hospital, like Na Yu asked why they were blocked, and then I realized that the fuse of this battle was how ridiculous the **** is...