Duan Xiaobo was just about to turn around when a pickaxe smashed directly into his shoulder.

"Hiss!" Duan Xiaobo gritted his teeth in pain, and flashed to the side with his hand on his shoulder.

"Xiaobo!" Youshuo jumped up from the side, and a steel pipe smashed on the head of the person who had just smashed Duan Xiaobo, but at the same time, several pickaxes smashed all of them on Youshuo's body.

"Fight with them!" Monkey screamed and rushed to the trunk, pulling out a pickaxe.

But at this moment, his head and back also ate several pickaxes from the people who rushed up.

"Boom!"

The other party grabbed the pickaxe and continued to smash at Zhang Monkey, and while Zhang Monkey dodged, the pickaxe smashed all the pickaxes on Poussin's body.

"kill them all!" shouted the other man with machetes.

Four or five young thugs raised their pickaxes and threw them at Youshuo.

"I'm a grass mud horse, and I'm using Lao Tzu as a live target!" Youshuo had been knocked to the ground by everyone at this time.

Even if he can fight again, he can't hold four hands, not to mention, he is still injured now, basically he can only move one arm, so his combat effectiveness is also greatly reduced, plus the number of the other party is twice as large as his own, it is not easy for Youshuo to hold out until this time.

Duan Xiaobo saw that Youshuo was knocked to the ground, shouted and pounced on Youshuo's body.

"Grass and mud horses, are you not afraid of death! him!" shouted the people who led the group, and four or five people slashed at Duan Xiaobo's back with pickaxes and machetes.

At this time, the wound on his body also cracked, and his teeth were bared in pain.

"Xiaobo, get up! Do you hear it!" Youshuo shouted with red eyes.

"You were cut for me, if I don't block it for you, Lao Tzu feels uncomfortable!" Duan Xiaobo shouted to Youshuo.

"Xiaobo!" Although Li Hong was injured, he saw Duan Xiaobo being beaten by a group of people, and burst into cheers, and still rushed towards Duan Xiaobo.

"Bo'er!" At this time, Zhang Monkey didn't care that someone had already slashed his body a few times, and he also rushed towards Duan Xiaobo with a pickaxe.

Suddenly, a pickaxe smashed over from the oblique side, directly smashing Zhang Monkey to the ground.

"Ahh

Li Hongda glanced at Zhang Monkey, shouted and ran towards Duan Xiaobo, but unexpectedly was tripped under someone's feet and tripped to the ground.

......

In the corridor of the sub-bureau, Da Chuang had just separated from Police Hu, and Police Hu didn't promise him anything about Silly Kun, but Da Chuang was confident, and he was about to hear the news.

And Jing San'er's side, as long as the Han family brothers don't sue him, then they can chat privately, as long as they don't go through the procedure, then Jing San'er will be saved this time.

It seems that Da Chuang has only to settle the rest of the matter by himself.

Da Chuang just wanted to talk to Jing San'er, but his mobile phone rang.

When Da Chuang saw the caller ID on it, his eyes lit up, and he quickly pressed the answer button: "Hey, Qiangzi! I knew you had to call me!"

“...... I'm sure I'll call you, you Duan Xiaobo, I'm here! If I don't call you, who will I call you?" Han Qiang said on the other end of the phone.

"What, where is Xiaobo?" Da Chuang asked with some disbelief, pinching his eyebrows with his hand.

"What, don't believe it? I'll believe it when you arrive! I'm rushing to the bar now, and within half an hour, you bring that Jing San'er to my bar, and if I don't see that Jing San'er, I'll let you see that Duan Xiaobo lose two fingers!" Han Qiang's words were cold, and they were as piercing as pins and needles in Da Chuang's ears.

As soon as Han Qiang mentioned his fingers, he instantly touched Da Chuang's sensitive nerves. Yes, he thought of the original Silly Kun, and Da Chuang didn't want Silly Kun to happen to Duan Xiaobo again.

"Han Qiang, you wait for me to pass! I'll go over right away! Before I go, if you move him, I'll let you bear the consequences!" Da Chuang said in a tough voice.

"It's not just you, what I want is Jing San'er, it's his life that my brother didn't die! However, I have to fucking settle the account of these two knives with you, otherwise, I won't be Han Qiang!"

"Okay, I'll let you figure it out!" Da Chuang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Han Jun's life was not in danger, but the matter in front of him made him feel even more tricky!

Da Chuang didn't have time to say hello to Jing San'er, and rushed out of the police station quickly.

It is impossible to let Jing San'er pass, but Duan Xiaobo is still saved!

Da Chuang couldn't be sure if Duan Xiaobo was in the bar or not, but he couldn't take Duan Xiaobo to take risks, he would rather face Han Qiang himself than have an accident with Duan Xiaobo!

More than ten minutes later.

The car stopped at the door of the club, and at this time, I broke into the car and saw that the door of the bar was closed, but there were two young people standing at the door.

"Where's Han Qiangren?!" Da Chuang got out of the car and walked directly to the two people and asked.

"Brother Qiang is inside, come in with us!" one of them said, turned and pushed the door open, letting Da Chuang into the door.

Then, another person directly plugged in the door with a U-shaped lock.

Da Chuang turned around and looked at it, then frowned.

"Let's go, Da Chuang. Come in with me, Brother Qiang is waiting in the office!" the man said politely to Da Chuang.

Da Chuang was brought into Han Qiang's office by that person, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Han Qiang sitting in the middle, and behind him, there were six or seven young gangsters standing five big and three rough, all of whom were angry at Da Chuang.

As soon as Han Qiang saw Da Chuang, his eyebrows furrowed, and he asked, "Just yourself?"

"Where's Duan Xiaobo!" Da Chuang asked.

"Not here, if you hand over Jing San'er, I will let you see him!" Han Qiang said.

"Qiangzi, in fact, we still have to discuss this matter, we are all from the imperial dynasty, there is no need to ......"

Without waiting for Da Chuang to finish speaking, Han Qiang made a gesture to stop and said, "Liu Jiachuang, you are really cheap and behaved! My brother is now lying in the hospital with eighteen stitches! He almost died after stabbing his internal organs! You still tell me to discuss? Okay, you bring Jing San'er over, let me stab him twice, and then talk about the matter of discussion!"

"Nian Nima, I really can't imagine it, you are quite bold, just come alone?!" At this time, a person standing behind Han Qiang pointed at Da Chuang and scolded.

When Da Chuang heard this, he frowned and looked at him.

"Hey, don't talk to Brother Chuang like this, it's really no big or small!" Han Qiang sneered at the subordinate, and then looked at Da Chuang and said, "Today, the first thing I want to do is Jing San'er, and that Duan Xiaobo, without him, there would be no such things!"

"I'm here to ask for someone, I'll ask you again, what about Duan Xiaobo?!" Da Chuang lost his patience a little, it was obvious that Han Qiang didn't mean to talk to him, his purpose was very clear, that is, to stab Jing San'er twice, and besides, Duan Xiaobo couldn't just let it go!