After all, blocking others is definitely an offending thing.

Furthermore, no one really acted too excessively at this time.

In fact, previous notaries would only stop the contestants and beat those who fell to the ground and gave up, and ignored the rest.

But this time, with Lei Yaoyang present, that might not be the case.

Thinking quickly in his mind, Lei Yaoyang stared into the stadium with sharp eyes.

At this time, the situation at the fireworks below has changed. Several first-class club players have rushed to the inner circle.

A man wearing a Changle T-shirt and a man wearing a "Chaozhou Gang" T-shirt held the fireworks with one hand at the same time, and the other hand turned into a hammer. There was no routine at all, standard street style.

In a gangster style, they are all banging each other on the head, trying to make them let go.

"Changle Feihong, how dare you touch me? Do you not want to leave Cheung Chau anymore?"

The man wearing a Chaozhou t-shirt is about thirty years old, has a short shaved head, a ferocious appearance, and gives off a ruthless appearance.

He held the Ding Cai Cannon firmly in one hand and hit his opponent hard with the other hand. His head was also facing the opponent's heavy hammer. It seemed that he was at a disadvantage and started a verbal offensive.

"Kang Renhui, are you trying to scare someone? I'll be afraid of you. If it doesn't work, just let it go. Don't be so whiny!"

Changle Feihong was also in his thirties, about 1.8 meters tall, and had a strong build. He had the physical advantage, and was unwilling to be outdone. He spoke back with the same words.

"Boss, let me help you."

At this time, a young man with long hair and shawl rushed to the two of them, jumped up on the spot, and struck the madman Hui on the head with his elbow from top to bottom.

"oops!"

Kuang Renhui screamed in pain, his whole body felt dizzy, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand.

"Good job, Xiaoy!"

Changle Feihong was overjoyed. He saw clearly that the person who came was his trusted younger brother Xiaoy. He gave a shout of approval and quickly took Ding Caipao into his arms with both hands.

"Everyone, come over here, protect me, and go to Tower One."

Feihong was very smart. He did not choose to attack alone like other people who had grabbed the Ding Cai Cannon. Instead, he stood on the spot and called out to his brothers.

Immediately, Changle's younger brother rushed towards Feihong as if he had been injected with blood. In less than ten seconds, more than 20 people surrounded Feihong, three levels inside and three levels outside.

"Hahaha, okay, we will win for sure, don't be anxious, just go slowly!"

Feihong laughed wildly with joy, like a general giving orders and directing the team's actions.

But before he could be happy for five seconds, he saw a man with a determined face in front of him, knocking down one person with two punches, and appeared.

"Damn it, it's the prince, come this way!"

Feihong's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly motioned for the team to go to the left.

But at this moment, the crowd directly behind Feihong suddenly rioted, and the rhythm of screams and ouch sounded, getting closer and closer.

"What happened next?"

"I don't know!"

"What the hell."

The sound was getting closer and closer, many people screamed, and many people asked questions in confusion, but there were heads in all directions, and the big guys were squeezed together like pies, and it was impossible to see clearly what was going on.

"Ah, help!"

Soon, accompanied by a sharp cry for help, and even faint crying, a young man from Changle saw the situation clearly.

A man was flying in the air, dancing around, struggling violently, shouting panic, using his back first, knocking down countless people.

this…?

After seeing the situation clearly, Brother Changle was puzzled again. How could a person fly? Besides, it was still flying back. This was not in line with common sense at all!

But soon, he discovered that the man was not flying, but was being pushed up, like a shield.

Who is so powerful that he can hold up a person's charge?

He has blond hair, a strong build, and a black T-shirt with the word "Dongxing" printed in red letters. He is not exactly a golden-haired tiger, one of the Five Tigers of Dongxing.

"Holy shit, it's a golden-haired tiger."

"Boss, it's the golden-haired tiger here."

"Left, go left, don't fight the golden retriever."

Hearing the name of Golden Retriever Tiger, Changle Feihong seemed to be stimulated by something, and he pushed and kicked his younger brothers to get started.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

I saw the golden-haired tiger grabbing a person from nowhere, pushing him in front of him, not caring about the front, charging madly, the speed was too fast. Among the five tigers, the golden-haired tiger is also known for his strength, and no one can do it.

Block him, or even delay him, even for a second.

It didn't even take ten seconds from the time Changle's little brother saw the golden-haired tiger clearly until the golden-haired tiger rushed four meters behind Feihong.

"Fuck you."

When the golden-haired tiger arrived behind Feihong, he also knew that he had arrived at his destination. He grabbed the semi-conscious "shield" in front of him and threw it away at will, knocking many of the onlookers off their feet.

Immediately, the golden-haired tiger sounded like a bell and shouted violently:

"Feihong, why don't you give me your stuff? Do you want to fight me?"

Well!

Looking at the ferocious golden-haired tiger, Feihong felt fear in his heart.

Because Feihong had seen the power of the golden-haired tiger before, and knew very well that none of the ten of him could be his opponent.

But if you have to hand over the fireworks, will you still be able to hang out in public in the future?

"Leave it to him rather than me, Feihong, you can't keep the fireworks."

At this time, another voice came. It turned out to be Prince Hong Ying. The people leading Hong Xing also came over and stood in front of the group of people in Changle on the right side.

"Holy shit!"

At this moment, Feihong was really cursing his mother. There was a golden-haired tiger looking at him behind him, and in front there was Prince Hong Xing, who was known as the God of War. Under the attack of these two fierce men, no matter how many people he had, he couldn't fight them.

I'm afraid I can't save the first fireworks, so I might as well save my strength and grab other fireworks.

If not, all the younger brothers will be beaten to the ground by them, Changle will get nothing, and it will not be a shame for the adults. Feihong's mind turned quickly, and he figured out the important relationship in a few seconds. He took out the fireworks in one hand and said loudly:

"If you want something, go grab it."

After saying this, Feihong threw the fireworks toward the left and rear, and the No. 1 tower was located in front of and to his right.

In other words, he couldn't get it himself, and he didn't want others to feel better. He wanted to use the fireworks he gave up to consume the power of other forces.

This is also a little wisdom belonging to the young and Dangerous!

Changle Feihong didn't want to hand over the fireworks to anyone in vain, so he simply threw them out with all his strength.

Seeing this situation, the prince led Hongxing's troops and immediately rushed towards the fireworks, and there was another burst of "punches and kicks" along the way.

The golden-haired tiger's eyes were red, and he had no intention of grabbing the fireworks. He stared at Feihong and shouted:

"Fuck, Feihong, if you dare not give it to me, you are looking for death!"

After saying this, the golden-haired tiger was shocked to see Feihong and quickly stretched out his right hand and shouted:

"Wait a minute, Golden-haired Tiger, please think carefully. If you spend your time on me and let the prince get the fireworks, you Dongxing may not be able to get them back."

"I still have more than thirty brothers here. If I want to hold you back, I won't dare to say that if there are too many, there will be no problem in holding you until the prince wins the championship."

Feihong's words were very weak, but they were also correct.

He undoubtedly knows the golden retriever well, and his words should not irritate the golden retriever as much as possible.

"Boss, he's right, the fireworks are important, let's go back and find him later."

Dongxing Qizai spoke in a low voice next to the golden-haired tiger.

"Feihong, you are lucky as a loser!"

The golden-haired tiger roared angrily, waved his hand, and led his team to rush towards the fireworks.

call…!

It wasn't until the golden-haired tiger turned around and left that Feihong let out a deep sigh of relief, leaving many of his younger brothers puzzled.

Little y had never seen a golden-haired tiger before, so he was very confused and said:

"Boss, why don't we want fireworks? This golden-haired tiger talks so arrogantly, why should we let him go?"

Hearing this, Feihong's voice became louder in vain, and he shouted:

"Remember, no matter who you fight, don't fight with this crazy tiger Dongxing. He is crazy and has an abnormal brain!"

Well!

Everyone in Changle was speechless when they heard this. Although they didn't understand where these words came from, they somewhat realized that the golden-haired tiger was probably very powerful. Their boss had suffered losses at his hands.

The words are divided into two parts.

I don’t know if Ding Caipao has a fate with “Tiao Si Wen Long”, but after Feihong threw it, it was thrown next to him.

At this time, Wenlong was no better than he was at the beginning, because he was trying to prevent the foot-climbing dragon from getting the Ding Cai Pao, so he left the team and was brutally beaten.

At this moment, there are more than forty strong men beside Wenlong, and there are also more than thirty young men, who are all the contestants of Tiaosi today.
To be continued...