Supported by Dan Dan and Nie Haoran, Jiang Lin's wide, red and swollen eyes stared at me for a few seconds, his chest rose and fell a few times, and he nodded lightly at me: "Be careful." ”

I smiled, took off the jacket on my body, turned my head back to Ma Chao and said, "Come on Ma Chao, let's end each other's grievances with the beginning today!"

", you finally dare to stick with me like a man!" Ma Chao spat disdainfully in the palm of his hand, and then rubbed his palm vigorously, his back was slightly rickety, and his two arms were vertical like gorillas.

Jiang Lin limped and struggled over, and said weakly: "Let's go back a little bit and make room for the open space!"

The other brothers retreated one after another, and Wang Xinlong and his gang directly surrounded Lu Guokang, Cao Musheng and Liuzi, for fear that they would take advantage of the chaos to escape.

"Ahh

"I'm going to Nimad!" I kicked on him with all my might, Ma Chao staggered backwards, not giving him a chance to stand firm, I leaned forward, grabbed his head with both hands and pressed down, my knees bent and slammed into his face.

"Vomit.."

He snorted in pain, and his body suddenly arched into a shrimp shape, but his hands firmly grabbed the clothes on my waist and did not let go, trying to push me back, I raised my right leg again, my knee swung horizontally, and a simple and direct "bang" sounded against the bridge of his nose again.

This time, Ma Chao couldn't bear it, he fell to the ground on the spot, his eyes were sunken, his face was smeared with nosebleeds and saliva, and he sat on the ground and looked at me with dull eyes.

"Don't you even dream of making a gesture with me, stand up, go on!" I bent down and roared at Ma Chao.

In my career of nearly a year of bloodshed, I have experienced too much, gained and lost too much, but it is certain that I am no longer the waste wood that was chased and beaten by Ma Chao in the barbecue market.

"Ahh

Maybe he was injured, or maybe he was stunned by me just now, this time he got up, his movements were obviously much slower, and before he could get close to me, I rounded my arm and slammed a "straight punch" on his eye socket.

He staggered backwards again, and then I grabbed him by the collar with my left hand, clenched my fist with my right hand, and slammed it against his face, and he was hit backwards by me.

After punching him more than a dozen times in a row, I was tired and panting, and Ma Chao's face seemed to be splashed with a bucket of red paint, blood was rubbing, and in the process of retreating, he didn't stand firm, and he fell to the ground with me.

"You shit!" I had just fallen, but I got up, rode on top of him, and threw my arms in his face again.

"Hehehe.. Kill me, I wanted to die a long time ago, but I never had the courage to kill myself." Ma Chao lay on the ground with his head back, with a heavy wheezing sound in his mouth and nose, and his body trembled violently: "Wang Lang, I still don't accept you."

"If you don't accept it, you'll die!" I "bang" another punch smashed on Ma Chao's cheek.

"Ahem.." The corners of Ma Chao's mouth twitched, and he coughed violently twice, and a trace of blood appeared.