"Tait..."

At the intersection of the street, Sanyan and Lu Bobo brought brothers from the mountain city toward the direction of the little ponyboys who were surrounding us.

"Come on, the brothers of the head wolf family have one to calculate one, and they must disperse me within two rounds! The group of Cao Temad, use the guys in his hand to explain to the group of puppies what it means to offend my head wolf's power. Even if it is far away, he will be punished!" At the same time, in the direction of the street, Qian Long raised the mountain knife in his hand and shouted.

Wang Jiashun, Liu Xiangfei, Nie Haoran, and Su Weikang stood side by side in a row and led the team to rush straight towards them. Behind the four divine beasts, people were crowded with people. In the back of the two "Styre" heavy trucks, people were still constantly coming out. I don't know where these tiger calves got such brothers who were willing to work hard.

"The head wolf rises up!"

A neat roar hovered over the street, as loud as thunder, and the number of people of forty or fifty raised their weapons high at the same time.

"The head wolf rises up!"

Lu Bobo, on the other end of his three eyes, also heard a roar of overwhelming roar.

In the blink of an eye, the brothers on the street and at the end of the street quickly collided with the pair of ponyboys.

In an instant, shouts, howlings, begging for mercy and scolding were intertwined, and the spacious streets that were not considered became increasingly crowded and blocked.

Among the crowd, Qian Long was like a wild dog who had broken away from his reins. He held the mountain knife in his hands and slashed straight at a young man's forehead, staring at his round eyes and shouting: "If you lose half of your surrender, you will kneel down and not be beaten! I am the most trustworthy person!"

In the roaring moment, Qian Long swung his knife and hit another small society's head with a bent waist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The three-eyed butt stock with the double row of shotguns in the arms was pulled continuously in front of them, regardless of lightness or weight.

From time to time, you can hear someone screaming when he was shot and fell to the ground. Lu Bobo, who was also standing in front, swung hard with a fire axe in his hand. Several unlucky guys dodged slowly and were directly swung by Lu Bobo. He didn't have time to get up and was immediately trampled by his own people or our brothers.

The battle between cadres and the masses actually has nothing to do with combat effectiveness. The battle is just a courage and a spirit. As long as one side shows that one side is not afraid of death or the other side’s cruelty, there is basically no suspense in the battle.

The little ponymen who had no ruthless people were actually confused when they saw two groups of surprises suddenly falling from the sky from our side. They probably hadn't recovered yet, and they were knocked down a large group of accomplices by two rounds of shocks. I'm afraid they had no intention of fighting.

With half a cigarette, the little ponyboys who had originally surrounded us were directly huddled together, as if they were canned sardines, pressing against each other tightly against each other.

"Bang!"

Perhaps seeing that the outcome was basically decided, Xie Tianlong's deformed piece fell directly to the ground, and his whole body seemed to be sucked away by all his strength in an instant. Fortunately, Dizang quickly held his arm with quick eyes and hands.

Xie Tianlong panted and smiled bitterly: "Brother, it seems that you still hide your strength. You are much better than me."

Dizang wiped the blood stains on his forehead and responded: "You have been charging forward, it must be more difficult than me."

Da Zhuang, who always protects Dong Dongdong and Jiang Ming, suddenly lost his butt and sat on the ground, gently wiped his cheeks with the back of his blood-stained hands and smiled: "Brother Tianlong, you are the god of war in my mind. Such a chat can easily affect your status in my mind."

"The god of war with dog hair, many ants bite the elephant to death. It was just a little short, and the three of us had to explain it inside." Xie Tianlong glanced at the three little ones, unexpectedly took the sentence, and then looked at Dong Dongdong's stretching palm: "Hurry up, give me a cigarette to relieve the fatigue."

Dong Dongdong immediately took out a cigarette box covered with red blood from his pocket with a smile, lit several of them together, and then sent them to us one by one.

Xie Tianlong took a sip of the cigarette mouth, and two white mist sprayed out of his nostrils, bared his teeth and shook his head: "It's great to be alive..."

I think friendship may have been accumulated slowly through this common experience.

You know, a few months ago, not to mention brothers like Dazhuang who are talking to Xie Tianlong, he responded, even if I chat with him, he would always look like he ignored him.

"How are you?" I looked at Dizang who was supporting Xie Tianlong and asked softly.

He touched his bloody shoulder head, swallowed, "There is nothing serious except this piece hurts a little."

"Kneel down and don't get beaten!"

"Kneel down and don't fight!"

In front of the hotel, more than a hundred brothers completely surrounded the group of horsemen, and continued to dive forward with roars and screams.

On the street, there are murderous weapons such as chopping, iron pipes, baseball rolling, etc., and bloody ideas like fists are everywhere. Many of the slumped ponyboys who fell to the ground are not seriously injured. They are just afraid of getting up and continuing to be cleaned up, so most people will not stand forward as long as they have the chance to fall down.

The moans of "Ouch...Ouch..." were very similar to the scenes in a war movie.

Wang Jiashun slipped over the collar of a young man, raised his hand and pierced his lower abdomen twice, and roared like a fierce and vicious person: "Kneel or not, Cao Nima!"

"Kneel, kneel!" The young man who was stabbed shouted in great horror.

Since ancient times, humans have been a kind of social animal. No matter what happens, whenever someone does it, the rest will definitely follow suit. As the young man crawled on the ground, the few remaining ponybos instantly scrambled down like overthrown Donomian dominoes.

"boom!"

A roar of a motor suddenly sounded, and two "land cruisers" with double flashes rushed towards the streets.

It was eight or nine meters away from us. The two cars stepped on the brakes at the same time. The tires rubbed against the ground and made a few sharp noises, and a burst of white smoke rose.

"Bang! Bang!"

The four doors of the two cars opened at the same time. More than a dozen burly men wearing blue-gray sportswear jumped down from the car quickly. The leader was a man in his forties, with a bald hairstyle and a imitation of Tang suit. The guy had a string of bees with beeswax hanging around his neck, holding a "five-sequential hair" with a saw-saw barrel in his hand, staring at his copper bell-like eyes and shouting: "My name is Xing Hu, who is Wang Lang, come out and meet him."

Qian Long, who was surrounding the group of little ponyboys, turned his body over at the same time. Qian Long spitted out disdainfully, held a knife in one hand and grabbed the crotch with the other, and walked straight over: "Touching you, Male Gobi, are you enough to be a rank?"

"Chao Nima, what are you saying!"

"Forearm bastard, you've never been beaten."

Behind the man who claimed to be Xing Hu, more than a dozen hardcover men were neatly erecting four or five consecutive hairs.

"Little brother, how many people die in their mouths? I'll continue to give you a face, do you understand?" Xing Hu glanced at the horse-boy who was almost crippled, and raised his gun to point it at Qian Long's badge.

"Get out of here, grandma's whistle." Qian Long raised his neck and grinned: "Look at your big teeth, like a persimmon scrambled egg, browned and browned. He also asked you to bring these little ponyboys, one by one, one by one, and say you are trembling, and you are shaking, and you are thrusting here!"

Qian Long said, and walked to a horseman next to Xing Hu in two steps, holding the barrel of the other party with one hand and moving it to his forehead, and said with disdain: "If you are a man, just spray my brain. If I move it, I will never admit that it is your father!"

"KaKa..."

As soon as Qian Long walked to the other party, Sanyan aimed directly at Xing Hu's hunting rifle, and Feng Qingyun sneered calmly: "Tiezi, if you play with a knife, we might be able to score a whole of four or six points. If you play with a gun, you are just a younger brother. Xiaoshu is ready to snipe!"

"throat!"

A muffled gunshot sounded like a muffled thunder and the left front wheel of the off-road vehicle behind Xing Hu suddenly exploded, and the front of the car suddenly sank down...
Chapter completed!