I followed Lupopo's finger and saw a woman in front of a small shop next to the road, pulling with two men, who obviously wanted to leave, but the woman was holding on to their arms.

After seeing the woman's appearance clearly, I frowned and murmured suspiciously: "Sister Mei, when did she come to the mountain city?"

That's right, that woman is the little policewoman Wang Zhimei, who had a few relationships with me when she was in Chongshi, at this time she was dispersing, dragging a man's arm with her left and right hands, and her mouth was still shouting something, and the two men who were pulled by him were both small short heads, with a face full of meat, and she knew at a glance that it was not a good stubble.

There were many pedestrians watching, but no one dared to go up to care.

You must know that the mountain city is not a small county or a small village, such a big city, we can meet, the odds are comparable to buying a lottery ticket and winning the jackpot.

I motioned for Lupopo to pull over, and opened the door first.

As I walked over, I raised my voice and asked, "What's the matter, Sister Mei?"

Hearing my voice, Wang Zhimei subconsciously turned her head, and then shouted with joy: "Wang Lang, help me catch them, these two are pickpockets." ”

"Ge Laozi, dead girls, don't spray people with blood. ”

"You hama let go of your hand. ”

may have seen the helper, the two men who had been resisting fiercely suddenly pushed Wang Zhimei more vigorously, and one of them still stretched his hand with his teeth and claws to slap Wang Zhimei's ear scraper.

I grabbed the man's wrist and pushed him back hard and scolded: "What, you still have to do it?"

Qian Long jumped over from the side, raised his hand and cursed with a fist on the face of another man: "With whom, I'll go to Nimad!"

The man staggered, took two or three steps back, and then shouted to the small shop next to him: "Monkey, someone is making trouble!"

"Stampede.."

There was a sound of messy footsteps, followed by six or seven men in their twenties running out of the store, some shirtless, deliberately revealing their colorful tattoos, others carrying wine bottles and folding stools, hula and surrounded us.

These people didn't really dare to get started, they just scolded and pushed me and Qian Long.

Before, because of the incident between Li Yunjie and that Xie Zeju, I was on fire and didn't know where to throw it, but now I was surrounded by a large group of small baskets who didn't know what they were, and the little anger that was suppressed in my heart was all released at once.

I grabbed a man by the neck and hit him in the cheek with a cannon punch on the spot, the man staggered and fell to the ground, I sat on him like a horse, and hit him in the face several times in a row, and the others immediately kicked me in the back.

Qian Long picked up half a brick from the ground and slammed it into a young man's face: "The grass and mud are numb, why do you want to fly one by one!"

There was a crisp sound, the young man's face was covered with blood by Qian Long, and the people who besieged me next to me immediately divided out three or four to pull Qian Long, Qian Long didn't care about the others, he grabbed the young man who had just been stuffed by him, and raised his arm to cover his face with a "bang", and this time the smashing was extraordinarily hard, and directly collapsed the bridge of the young man's nose.

The guy let out a miserable howl and squatted on the ground, and the others fell backwards.

Wang Zhimei hurriedly grabbed Qian Long's arm and shouted: "Don't fight with them, I've already called the police." ”