village wild beauty hunt evil doctor

"That's right here, I heard that guy is good at seeing a doctor!" The one who spoke was a bald man, not tall, but with strong muscles.With his support, a long-haired man limped along, and there were seven or eight men behind him, but many of them had bruised and purple faces and were somewhat injured.

"Yaoyao, help me inside quickly, don't let them see." Huang Tianxiang hurriedly said, he didn't want to hurt Zhang Xiaoye, after all, they had a large number of people.

Of course Tong Yao understood his intentions, and immediately came over to help, Er Dan also turned around to help.But at this time, Zhang Xiaoye said coldly: "If you walk in that door, we won't even be brothers. I'm sure I'm going to be in the limelight today!"

The three of them froze, Huang Tianxiang didn't dare to move, Zhang Xiaoye has always been one-sided.

At this time, the group of people also arrived at the door of the clinic, and it was too late to hide.

"Doctor, get out of here!" the bald man yelled, and cast his gaze over, and immediately saw Huang Tianxiang, at this moment everyone saw him too, and pulled out their bloody machetes one by one.

"Damn it, come here, hmph, let's see if I don't hack you to death!" the bald head rushed in with a machete in his hand.

The muscles on Zhang Xiaoye's face twitched, and he immediately stepped forward to block him.

The bald head glanced at Zhang Xiaoye, who was half a head taller than him, and snorted coldly: "Are you the doctor here? Go ahead, I don't have eyes for a machete."

"Brother Ono..."

"You fucking shut up!" Zhang Xiaoye yelled, looked at the bald head coldly and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"Who?" The bald head was stunned for a moment, he basically knew all the gangsters on the road, but he had never seen this number.

"I'm his brother, I can beat him and scold him, but others can't!" Zhang Xiaoye then asked, "How many times did you chop him?"

Seeing the murderous look in his eyes, the bald man couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.But he who often hangs around on the road doesn't do those things all day long, so he is not afraid, he snorted coldly, raised the machete with blood on it and said, "Boy? Are you tired of working? Do you want to stand up for him? "

Zhang Xiaoye's fists were clenched, and his blood was boiling like a trapped wild animal.He glanced at the sharp machete, and asked coldly, "I'll ask you again, how many times did you chop him?"

"You mother..."

Before the bald man finished speaking, his wrist shook suddenly, and there was a sound of cracking bones, and his entire wrist was broken.The machete also came into Zhang Xiaoye's hands, the light of the knife flickered, and the bald-headed spinner rolled on the ground like a pig, crying, because his tendons and hamstrings were all severed, and there were eighteen more knife wounds on his body!

Almost everyone was stunned, too fast, too fast.

Before the group of people could react, Zhang Xiaoye had already walked up to the crippled man: "What's the matter? Come see a doctor?"

"Hmm..." The man nodded repeatedly with dull eyes.

"Where is the disease?" Zhang Xiaoye asked again.

The man swallowed his saliva in shock and said, "Legs...legs..."

Zhang Xiaoye glanced at him and said, "Oh, my leg is broken, so it's inconvenient to limp, right?"

"Uh-huh……"

"It's easy to cure, just lame both legs!" Zhang Xiaoye smiled slightly, and kicked the man's good leg, only heard a click, and then the man lost his support and sat on the ground. Looking at the two useless legs, I don't know whether it is physical pain or heartache, crying like killing a pig.

"Damn it, you don't have to walk with a limp in the future, why don't you thank me for crying?" Zhang Xiaoye said coldly.

Seeing that the brothers were being abused, although everyone was afraid, they were so courageous that they all took machetes and were eager to try.

At this time, the number of people on the street has rapidly increased, children, old people, women, and of course some old men who stayed at home, but watching this bloody scene, there is no one who is not afraid.

The bald head struggled to sit up, glanced at his crippled hands and feet, and shouted: "What are you still doing, hack him to death!"

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