Chapter three hundred and twentieth eight sinister and sinister
Chapter 328 Insidious and Spicy
"Brothers, follow me!"
Biaozi, who was standing behind Qiao Liang, shouted loudly, held a machete, and rushed towards the villa first.
The machete blade in Biaozi's hand is thin and thick back, more than two feet long, and is made of stainless steel. Even in the dark, it is a sharp weapon for chopping people.
Under the leadership of Biaozi, other strong men rushed into the entrance of the village in a swarm, and even more strange screams kept coming from their mouths, like demons dancing around.
"stop!"
Just as these strong men were about to rush into the villa, a figure suddenly ran out of the darkness and stood in front of them.
This figure is tall, thick, with a very old face, and several deep wrinkles on his forehead. It is Gong Xue's father, Gong Yunping, the head of Cuifeng Summer Resort.
Gong Yunping was holding a wooden stick as thick as a wrist in his hand, standing in the middle of the road, standing with a stick. Although the expression on his face was extremely tense and solemn, his body remained motionless and had no intention of retreating.
The strong men from the Jiedao Gang did not expect that someone would dare to block the way, so he subconsciously stopped.
Only Biaozi, who was rushing in front, kept raising his machete, slashed at Gong Yunping in front, and shouted ferociously: "What a good dog doesn't block the way, get out!"
Gong Yunping calmly took a step back, waved the wooden stick in his hand, opened the machete in Biaozi's hand, and poked it forward, which just happened to poke Biaozi's chest.
"Bang!"
Biaozi's body suddenly stopped, his whole body was struck by lightning. He covered his chest and took several steps back, causing his face to twist in pain, and he almost couldn't lift it up in one breath.
"Who are you? Why are you here to make trouble in our villa?" Gong Yunping defeated Biaozi with one stick, but did not continue to pursue him. He stood there and asked, "If you want to grab money, you should go to another place, we have no money here."
"Brother Biao, are you okay?"
"Bastard, how dare you hurt our Brother Biao? You're so tired of living!"
"If you know the image, get out of here! Otherwise, I will kill you!"
The strong men from the Jiedao Gang turned a deaf ear to Gong Yunping's words. When they saw Biaozi being beaten back by Gong Yunping with one stick, they suddenly felt in love. They waved their weapons and were about to rush forward and chop Gong Yunping's sword over.
"You don't have to take action. This guy's opponent is me!" Biaozi took a few deep breaths, held back the pain in his chest, and a fierce light shot out from his eyes. "It was me who was careless just now that he succeeded. Now let's see how I deal with him!"
After saying that, Biaozi strode to Gong Yunping and slashed without hesitation!
"Swish!"
The two-foot-long machete drew a sharp arc and struck Gong Yunping's chest!
Gong Yunping saw Biaozi's old tricks re-using and used the same attack method as before. His eyes were fixed and he immediately waved the wooden stick to face the machete.
However, Gong Yunping was cautious and left some strength when taking action to prevent Biaozi from suddenly making fraud.
"when!"
The wooden stick collided with the machete again, making a loud noise.
Gong Yunping's wooden stick is made of iron wood deep in the mountains. It is soaked in oil for 49 days and then placed in the shade to air dry. Its hardness is not as hard as steel.
Even if it was hit by a sharp machete, only a shallow white mark was left on the wooden stick, and the heavy machete was directly shaken away.
"Good opportunity!"
Gong Yunping's eyes lit up. While Biaozi's empty door was wide open, he took a step forward and stabbed the wooden stick straight out, intending to take advantage of the victory and knock Biaozi over with one stick!
But just as the wooden stick in Gong Yunping's hand pierced halfway, his body suddenly stiffened, as if the pause button was pressed, and the attack stopped abruptly.
Because just as Gong Yunping shook off the machete, Biaozi took out a pistol from his waist with his other hand, and the black muzzle pointed at Gong Yunping's eyebrows.
"Poke, poke again!" Biaozi looked arrogant and took a step forward, saying viciously, "You fucking capable of poke me again, let's see if I won't break you!"
Hearing Biaozi's words, Gong Yunping's face changed, his hands holding the stick showed their blue veins, and dense cold sweat appeared on his back. He was struggling for a moment, and he was quite at a loss.
Although Gong Yunping is not weak in martial arts, he has always been practicing hard and has basically no experience in fighting with others, seriously underestimating the dangers of these people in front of him.
If he had a little more practical experience, he would not show mercy at the beginning, but should have captured Biaozi with thunder and let others throw themselves into a jealous way.
At this time, Gong Yunping felt his scalp numb when he was pointed at by a gun. His martial arts skills were far from being afraid of bullets. At such a close distance, if Biaozi fired, he would be dead.
Biaozi saw the fear in Gong Yunping's heart and became even more arrogant. He pointed a pistol at Gong Yunping's head, strode to Gong Yunping, and slapped Gong Yunping in the face: "Kneel down for me, otherwise you will be shot!"
Gong Yunping glared at Biaozi and gritted his teeth and said, "Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. If you have the ability, you can kill me!"
Biaozi was stunned and suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth, and was out of breath: "Oh, you can kill a soldier, not humiliate him. Just a country bumpkin like you, who deserves to be a soldier? Why do I want to humiliate you?"
After saying that, Biaozi slapped again and slapped Gong Yunping on the other side of his face with a "pop".
Two red slap marks appeared on Gong Yunping's black and thin cheeks. These two slaps completely aroused Gong Yunping's blood. His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to fight Biaozi.
But Biaozi was quite alert, took a step back, distanced himself from Gong Yunping, and said sinisterly: "I advise you not to be impulsive and think more about your family. What should they do if you die?"
Gong Yunping's face changed a few times. Biaozi's words happened to hit his weakness, and the blood that had finally bulged disappeared again.
"Okay, Biaozi, don't waste time with such waste, hurry up and do serious business." Qiao Liang walked out of the crowd and said coldly, "The longer the time goes, the easier it is to alert the snake. Don't forget our purpose."
"Okay, Mr. Qiao." Biaozi responded and said nodded to Gong Yunping, "Can it be this guy? Although he is a little stupid, his martial arts skills are not weak. The stick just now makes me hurt."
"It's not him." Qiao Liang looked up and down at Gong Yunping and said decisively, "Just rely on him, I don't have the ability to kill our brothers."
"What should I do about this guy?"
"Although he did not kill our brother, he prevented us from avenging our brothers. Death crimes are avoided, and life crimes cannot be escaped. Just break his limbs." Qiao Liang said lightly.
Gong Yunping's eyes were so angry that he held the wooden stick tightly in his hands, and said angrily: "Don't think about it!"
"What? Still want to resist?" Biaozi smiled fiercely and waved at the strong man around him, "Catch him up!"
With Biaozi's order, several powerful men from Kong Wu jumped out of the crowd and rushed towards Gong Yunping.
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