Bao San's Mansheng Song Hall is located on the edge of the national highway, and the opposite side is already an industrial area, so at this time in the evening, there are almost no people, and more than 100 people from Bao San's side collectively wore white gloves, and the scolding was shocking, which was indeed extremely shocking.

"Bang dang!"

In front of the song hall, at the same time as countless bastards approached the main entrance, Yang Dong also pulled open the door of the song hall and rushed out of the door in one step.

"Stomp!"

After a young man on the other side ran to the door, he glanced at Yang Dong's hand holding the ashtray, and found that he was not wearing white gloves, and he was stunned for less than a second, and the pickaxe in his hand went straight to Yang Dong: "This B is a partner!

"Bang!"

As Yang Dong dodged sideways, the young man smashed the glass door of the song hall with a pickaxe, Yang Dong also raised his hand suddenly, and the round ashtray smashed firmly on the young man's head, instantly put him down, and rolled down the steps.

"Hulala!"

As the young man fell to the ground, dozens of people behind him were like chicken blood, and they all rushed to Yang Dong to surround him.

"Poof!"

One of them raised his hand and stabbed him, leaving a bloody wound on Yang Dong's shoulder.

"Little B cub!" The other person saw Yang Dong move, carrying a baseball bat, and immediately raised his head.

"I'll fuck your uncle!" Teng Xiang, who then went out, grabbed Yang Dong's shoulder and kicked on the man's face, smothering him to the bottom of the steps.

"Hula!"

With Yang Dong and Teng Xiang opening the way like this, Luo Han, Zhao Lei and others behind also rushed out of the door.

"Damn, B! You all kneel down for me!" a young man at the foot of the stairs, carrying an extremely exaggerated Daguan knife in his hand, shouted at the top of his voice, and the crowd around him immediately stepped forward in unison.

"Damn!" Yang Dong looked at nearly a hundred young people with an average age of in their early twenties, and all of them were carrying murder weapons, shortness of breath, in this kind of group brawl, once they were surrounded by people, they would have to make trouble.

And although Zhao Lei is a big bastard with a head and a face in Shen Y, but at this time, looking at the countless young people in front of him, his face is also pale, and he looks at Yang Dong sideways: "Dongzi, otherwise, let's hand over Ping Guohua!"

"It's already like this, do you think we might be able to leave safe and sound after handing over the people!" Yang Dong replied with an ashtray and sweaty palms.

"Fuck you, I can't hear you!" a young man roared with a pickaxe.

"Brother Dong! Bao San's people are chasing after you!" Zhang Ao turned his head to look at the hall, and found that there were also seven or eight strong men running towards this side behind him, shouting at the top of his voice.

"his grandma, now it's going to be even harder to be beaten up!" Luo Han looked at the crowd pouring out behind him, and was the first to react, picking up a baseball bat on the ground and throwing himself directly into the crowd.

"Fuck you!"

"Dare to fight back!"

"Chop them up!"

"Fuck you B!"

“......”

The tense atmosphere of the two sides was pushed to the apex in an instant, and after the first person made a move, the two groups of people collided together in an instant, this night, although there were a lot of people on Bao San's side, but Yang Dong also had more than a dozen people on their side, so after the two sides tore up, they did not suffer for a short time, because even if there were more people on the other side, due to space constraints, so the ones who rushed to the front, that is, there were a few.

"Bang!"

After Yang Dong rushed up to the crowd, he smashed an ashtray on the head of a young man with a knife in his hand, and the young man was hit by this, he also rolled his eyes, lay on the ground, and was trampled on countless feet in an instant, Yang Dong grabbed the young man's arm, snatched the knife over, and began to wave forward continuously against the gap in the crowd.

In this kind of brawl of crowd tactics, because the space is narrow, there is not much room for people to play at all, no matter how big a man is present, but in this case, there is basically no escape from the fate of hand-to-hand combat.

In just a few seconds, Yang Dong had already swung out seven or eight knives towards the crowd, and at the same time, his body was constantly being beaten, and at this moment, all of them were adrenaline-pumping, although they were covered in blood, but they were all gritting their teeth and gathering together, although the number of people was at a disadvantage, they were all veterans of street fighting, and they knew that in this kind of group fight, as long as people fell, then the chance of standing up again must be extremely slim.

"Bang dang!"

Just after the two groups of people clashed, the door of the Mansheng Song Hall was pushed open again, and then a group of strong men under Bao San's subordinates all rushed up from behind, and the first one was also carrying a private hunting: "Fuck your mother!

"it, go, go!" Zhao Lei saw that the other party had a gun, and instinctively began to dodge, although he also had a gun on him, but he didn't dare to open it at all, because Zhao Lei knew very well that since Bao San knew that they were members of the Red Song Group, he still dared to do it with them without fear, saying that he was very confident about his local relationship, so tonight's incident, they were beaten lightly, once the gun really went off on the street, then if Bao San really threw them in, I am afraid they would not even have a chance to be escorted back to Shen Y for trial, and Zhao Lei is now in the same situation as Shi Yigang, and he is also afraid that if he makes a big trouble, Shi Yigang will suddenly intervene and clean him up。

"Damn, it's been a long time, and you're just going to do it twice!" Seeing that Zhao Lei wanted to run, the leader waved his hand suddenly: "Knock me down!"

"Stomp, stomp!"

Immediately, several middle-aged people around the team all jumped down the steps, carrying knives and sticks and pounced on the group, and Zhao Zongbao, who was always hiding behind everyone because he was handcuffed, was the first to be put down by a knife.

"Dabao!" Zhao Lei saw Zhao Zongbao fall to the ground, carrying a snatched pickaxe, and turned around to fight back, but was rushed up by a person behind him and kicked him in the back.

"Goo-dong!"

Zhao Lei was caught off guard and fell directly to the ground, and the pickaxe in his hand was also taken off.

"Little silly basket, aren't you a soldier from the Red Song Group! Just such a little combat power!" A strong man saw Zhao Lei fall to the ground, and the knife in his hand was raised above his head and was about to chop down.

"Brother Lei!" Dashuang on the side saw that the two brothers of the Zhao family were all lying down, stared at the beads of the balls, and directly pulled the trigger.

"Boom!"

A gunshot rang out, and a large piece of iron sand was shot out at a distance of less than one and a half meters, bringing the power to the extreme, and the strong man on the other side who raised a knife was shot in the leg, and the knee of his right leg was shattered, and his calf was directly knocked away.

"Goo-dong!"

The strong man fell to the ground unbalanced, and immediately let out a wail, he looked at his calf flying to the side, and it took less than three seconds for him to faint directly in pain and fright.

"Fuck you!Come on!Come on!!!I'll see who dares to move!!!" Dashuang shot down a person, and the muzzle of the gun swept across the crowd, and he roared hoarsely.

"Hulala!"

The dozens of social bastards present collectively retreated when they saw the blood on the ground and the muzzles of the guns that were still smoking slightly.

"Let's go!" Zhao Lei saw that Dashuang was in control of the scene, and he didn't have time to think about the consequences at the moment, and after dragging Zhao Zongbao up from the ground, he ran away.

"Boom!"

The leader of Bao San's subordinates saw the crowd disperse, and shot directly into the sky: "Damn, a B! More than 100 people, can you still scare one person! The first one to rush up! I'll give 100,000!"

"Fuck you! Serve this bowl of rice, can you still be afraid of being knifed!" After hearing the word 100,000, a young man pounced on the crowd again like a mad dog.

"Hulala!"

Dashuang's previous shot, although it played a short-term deterrent effect, but then it was like a shot in the arm, completely angering everyone present, except for seven or eight timid young people in the crowd who took advantage of the chaos to run, the rest of the people all began to roar and rush inside, and at this moment, the big hands were carrying a handful of private hunting in front of the road, and many people were also scared to retreat and dodge, so Yang Dong and Zhao Lei all began to rush out while fighting back.

"Stomp, stomp!"

In the chaos, a young man with a military thorn in his hand squeezed into the crowd and grabbed Zhang Ao's leg, and at this time, Zhang Ao was resisting the knife and stick smashed down from the other side, and he had no time to care about his back.

"Poof!"

As the young man grabbed Zhang Ao's leg with a knife, his body sank, and he fell backwards on his back.

"Xiao Ao!" Yang Dong saw Zhang Ao fall to the ground, grabbed Zhang Ao's wrist with his backhand, and waved three or four knives at the crowd at the same time, temporarily forming a vaccient area where no one was around, and Luo Han, Huang Shuo, and Teng Xiang saw Yang Dong turn around to help Zhang Ao, and they also stopped collectively and began to wave knives and sticks to resist the attack for Yang Dong, but in this way, Zhao Lei and Yang Dong were naturally separated by the crowd.

"Brother Dong! Let's go! If it drags on like this, none of us will be able to leave!" Zhang Ao was held by Yang Dong's arm, trying his best to take a step, but as soon as he moved, he felt unbearable pain from the knife in his leg, and shouted in his throat.

"Don't talk nonsense! Come up, I'll carry you!" Yang Dong shouted, and grabbed Zhang Ao's arm to put it on his back.

"Bang!"

At the moment when Yang Dong bent over, a young man swooped up and hit him with a stick on his head, and then Huang Shuo pulled him by the collar and put him down, and Yang Dong also took the opportunity to carry Zhang Ao on his back.

At this moment, Yang Dong felt that his hands and Huang Shuo's body were full of blood, and Zhang Ao was on his back, and he was also constantly sliding, looking up, Zhao Lei and they no longer knew where they went, and the five of them were even more innumerable, seeing this scene, Yang Dong turned his head and glanced back, and ran to a video game city next door to the song hall: "Go this way!"

"Stomp, stomp!"

Yang Dong's voice fell, Luo Han grabbed the steel pipe, and put down one person like lightning, Teng Xiang and Huang Shuo also kicked the two people behind him to the side, and then escorted Yang Dong and Zhang Ao to run into the game hall.

And at this moment, Yang Dong's heart was also full of endless anxiety, because according to the situation at this moment, they had completely blocked all retreats by Bao San's people, and the situation tonight was already very critical, and if it was not good, they would have to fold here.