Holding the steel pipe in his hand, the corner of Gao Jin's mouth twitched slightly.

Svens can't be bare-handed, but they can do it with a steel pipe!

Is there something wrong?

No problem!

It's a pun!

After that, Wei Chen had already rushed up, jumping in mid-air on his tiptoes, a flying kick, and instantly kicked a short mule out.

Immediately after that, picking up the iron pipe is like beating whack-a-mole, frantically smashing their brains, and making a death move!

And at this time, Gao Jin also came to this side, "bang", a flying kick instantly kicked a white hair into a bow rice and flew out upside down!

In the next instant, Bai Mao flew directly upside down into the crowd, knocked down three people in a row, and then smashed down on the ground.

He didn't even have the strength to get up, and he was directly kicked by Gao Jin to break several ribs, fell to the ground and kept spitting out blood, convulsing all over, and constantly rolling his eyes....

Originally, a few people fighting more than thirty was a disadvantage, but this group of short mules was standing on the stairs on the second floor and did not come up.

Coupled with the fact that the bull had picked up the table and smashed it before, the wide position at the staircase has now become narrow.

The dwarf mules in front were beaten backwards, while the dwarf mules at the back of the stairs were constantly crowded and wanted to go up.

And this creates a scene of hectic hands, retreat is not to advance, directly limits the space for the dwarf mule to play!

Whoops——!

The horse machete picked up the machete and slashed at the head of one person, after three or four indiscriminate cuts.

The man's braincase was cut off in half, and the paste kept coming out, looking extremely bloody!

The bullhead was even more brutal and reckless, directly rushing into the crowd

, holding two machetes and slashing wildly at the dwarf mules around him, and pieces of meat flew out!

And he was also covered in blood, and I don't know if it was his own or a dwarf mule, in short, he was angry and very fearful.

"Grass mud horse, hack him to death for Lao Tzu!"

"Isn't it just a little bamboo gang dwarf mule? Do him! In

less than three minutes, the stairs on the second floor were full of bright red scalding blood.

There are countless stumped limbs and broken arms, and there are more than a dozen corpses alone, all of which have been cut indiscriminately beyond recognition!

The blood at the staircase spread to the chess room on the second floor.

The thick and sticky blood spread quickly, and the smell of blood made people feel sick to their stomachs when they smelled it.

"Brother Chen, are you all right?" Gao Jin carried two crooked iron pipes and walked over and asked in a low voice.

Wei Chen looked at a small knife wound on his right shoulder and shook his head: "It's okay, the small wound just scratches the skin." This

group of people looked like he was the youngest alone, so the group of dwarf mules treated Wei Chen as a soft persimmon and directly slashed at him.

But it didn't hurt, just a small injury, and he killed several of his crazy mules....

Wei Chen touched out a cigarette and lit it, feeling something at all, he quickly looked out the window, and suddenly froze!

Then, Wei Chen hurriedly said to Ma Mian who was sitting on the ground: "Brother Ma Mian, just now the bull head seems to have chased out with two knives!" "

What?" Ma Mian immediately jumped up and shouted: "Lying groove, I almost forgot about this madman of the bull head!"

Wei Chen was slightly stunned, "What do you mean?" "

This guy from the bullhead either doesn't fight, if he fights, he will go crazy, and if he doesn't hack a few people, his bull strength won't disappear..." Ma

Mian took a cigarette, kicked open a headless corpse, and hurriedly walked down: "Don't tell you about Wei Shao first, I'll pull this guy back first!"

Looking at the horse's hurried appearance, Wei Chen smiled dumbly.

It seems that the bull head has had such a similar situation a long time ago, otherwise the horse face would not be so anxious....

Gao Jin on the side also touched a cigarette and lit it, and said coldly: "That bull head just now... Very strong!

"Can he be as strong as you?" Wei Chen looked at Gao Jin and smiled.

Gao Jin shook his head, "It's not this, but there is a ruthlessness in the bull head, or don't fight, once you see the blood, you will be crazy, just like this, the more you fight, the more ruthless!"

Wei Chen nodded, in fact, he also saw just now that the bull head was slashed three or four times, but the combat power did not weaken, but it was beaten more and more ruthlessly, and the more fierce it became...

To put it simply, the lower the amount of health, the stronger the combat effectiveness!

After a few minutes, Ma Mian pulled the bull's head back, and several people randomly found a sofa to sit down.

Next to him is Liu Huaqiang, and at his feet is the big grizzly bear kneeling on the ground.

Liu Huaqiang smiled defiantly and gently patted the face of the big grizzly bear: "Big grizzly, you want to kill me with dozens of people, do you think too highly of yourself?" "

Or are you kind of looking down on me?"

As soon as these words came out, the grizzly bear's face turned pale.

He used to be a member of the big circle gang, how can he not know Liu Huaqiang's strength, not to mention, so far he has not made a move, and it is only his two subordinates and two young people who have shot.

But what is the way, the hall masters of the Bamboo Union Gang did not listen to the words of the grizzly bear at all, and casually sent some miscellaneous hair over to perfunctory, and he was also helpless....

At this time, a middle-aged fat man wearing a black suit and a middle comb of his hair walked over with a young man.

The middle-aged fat man looked at the dozens of corpses at the entrance of the stairs and shook his head slightly: "Gee... Liu Huaqiang, you are still so ruthless, you don't give young people a way to live at all!

As soon as these words came out, everyone present in the chess and card room on the second floor looked over in unison.

And Liu Huaqiang looked at the middle-aged fat man, and only smiled helplessly: "Fatty Sun, you guy didn't go to the dance hall to hook the second sister-in-law, why did he run here?" "

That's right, this middle-aged fat man is the second largest gang in Baodao, the person in charge of the Sanlian Gang...

- Sun Yong!

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