The golden-haired young man blocking the mouth of the alley probably didn't expect us to be so violent, and hurriedly beckoned the little brother next to him to block over, Wang Xing and I had already met each other, Wang Xing was carrying a baseball bat, I was holding a watermelon knife, and I was completely unmoved at the mouth of the alley and slashed my arm.

Because the mouth of the alley is too narrow, the weapons in the hands of the two of us during the period not only collided together, but now we can't take care of these, hurry up and rush out of the alley mouth is the king, the other party is more than us, plus I just want to force us back into the alley, so the offensive is also unusually fierce.

In less than half a minute, Wang Xing and I were bloodied on our heads, faces, and arms, and we only moved forward two or three steps with all our might, "Let me come! Brother! Let me come!" Chen Yutian, who was hiding behind me, desperately squeezed in front of me and Wang Xing, and stabbed him with a knife.

In an instant, the other party was caught off guard by Chen Yutian, and he really rushed out of a gap, Chen Yutian's technique seems to be very simple, it is an ordinary horizontal and vertical slash, but each knife is particularly stable, and almost every time he waves his arm, he can leave a scar on the other party's body.

After rushing out of a half-person wide gap, several of us squeezed out, not fighting with each other, the purpose is to escape, the group rushed in the direction of the street, as for the brothers who did not rush out with us will end up with what will happen, I don't want to think about it, let alone have time to think about it, choices and opportunities are often fleeting.

"Brother, I can fight! Let me fight with them!" Chen Yutian shouted next to me as he ran, and the little brother of the "Ghost Gate" behind him chased after him, and was only less than five or six steps behind us.

"Shut up!" I didn't care about talking to Chen Yutian at all now, glared at him viciously, buried my head and continued to run forward.

"No, I can't run! You go, leave me alone..." When he was about to run to the corner of the street, Mao Mao stopped with a sigh of relief, dragged his knees with both hands and waved at us, "You go, leave me alone, they don't dare to take me..."

Before Mao Mao's words were finished, he was slashed to the back by a few young men who chased after him, and fell to the ground with a "bang...", and then a few more guys surrounded him, waving wildly at Mao Mao like a group of foraging hyenas.

"Mao Mao!" several of us turned around at the same time, seven or eight young people around Mao Mao wildly slashed their weapons, and it was not clear what his current state was, only to hear a scream from inside, and to see a pool of blood slowly spreading out of the pile.

At this moment, there are two choices in front of me, the first is to continue to run away with the others regardless of it, and the second is to turn around and fight with the other party, after doing it, we will definitely be in a catastrophe today, and the golden retriever youth led by the other party also saw my hesitation, beckoned the others to stop, and all surrounded Maomao.

"Song Kang, you are so unrighteous! Who will dare to mess with you in the future?" The golden-haired young man glanced at me with a smile and shouted at a group of subordinates, "Work harder, Brother Ghost said that as long as you don't kill him, he will be responsible for other things!"

Maomao's screams became more and more terrible.

"What should I do?" the muscles in my face twitched, and reason told me that I should run away immediately, but a voice in my heart encouraged me to fight like a man.

"Malegobi, the dead cock is up! Fight!" Until the last moment, the little affection left in my heart replaced reason, I bit my lip and rushed back, carrying the guy in my hand to rush back to a gangster, and chop it down with all my strength.

"Ahh

Other "ghost gate" people rushed towards us, the number was disproportionate, the actual combat level was even more disproportionate, and anger could not replace strength after all, and in three or five minutes, six or seven of our fledgling hairy boys were thrown to the ground by this group of fierce social youth.

Only Chen Yutian was left with one enemy and four enemies, and his dexterous left and right flashes, but his arms and back were also cut several times, and it was only a matter of time before he fell.

My face was pressed against the ground, and I was pressed on my arm by two young people with my backhand, and I couldn't move at all, so I could only howl loudly at Chen Yutian: "Xiaotian, run quickly!"

"I'm not leaving!" Chen Yutian shook his head stubbornly, and when he answered me, he was slashed in the back again, and the bright red blood instantly soaked through his clothes, still stubbornly waving the weapon in his hand, slowly approaching in my direction.

"If you fucking treat me as a brother, get out of here immediately!Otherwise, we won't have anything to do with each other in the future!" I scolded with a frown, Chen Yutian wanted to leave only a matter of minutes, and the reason why he didn't leave was to rescue a few of us.

"Brother..."Chen Yutian looked at me a little confused, although he was wearing sunglasses on his face, I could see that this kid was crying.

"Get out!" I yelled, at the top of my voice.

"Just talk a lot!" the golden-haired young man stomped on my head so hard that my eyes were full of gold stars, and my nosebleed immediately flowed out.

"I'll find a way to save you!" Chen Yutian glanced at me again, and ran towards the street.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when I saw him running away, and at this time, a black "Land Cruiser" drove over quickly.

Behind the off-road vehicle was more than a dozen other cars, and almost without waiting for the car to stop, a large group of young people with shaved "social heads" and tattoos jumped out of the car in a hurry, scolding and swearing three layers inside and three layers outside to surround us.

The door of the "Land Cruiser" opened, and a smoker in a black low-necked tunic walked out of the car steadily, with a string of Buddhist cards around his neck that he didn't know what material he didn't know, and the gangsters around him gave way one after another, and nearly seventy or eighty ruffians greeted him in unison, "Brother Ghost!"

"Song Kang, you want to kill me!" The smoker squinted his eyes, the smile on his face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, he walked up to me step by step, kicked me in the face with his toes, and snorted coldly, "Do you want to die?"

"Whitney, you're like your subordinates, talking so much nonsense?How do you want to hurry up, frown, I'm your grandfather!" I slammed my hands and feet firmly, and after struggling twice, I spat at the smoker.

"Don't you like to play games, let's play slowly! Expose his left hand to me, I will first chop his paws, then chop the legs, cut them directly into a stick, and throw them on the street as beggars!" The smoker took a tiger head knife from the little brother next to him, squatted down and rubbed the blade on my clothes.

A few thugs threw my arm up and pressed my left hand to the ground. Seeing the cold blade of the knife, I couldn't stop shivering, although I was afraid to death in my heart, but I still bit my lip, closed my eyes and didn't say a word.

The smoke ghost smiled and said, "Why don't you beg me, I'll give you a good time?"

"Please, paralysis, what's in your crotch? such an inkblot!" I was so frightened that my voice was a little distorted.

"Boom... I just like a backbone boy like you!" The smoke ghost's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he raised the cold blade in his hand high.

"Boss, boss, Director Liu of the City Bureau will call you...", a follower seemed to squeeze into the crowd and handed the mobile phone to the smoker.

"!!" the smoker cursed, dropped the tiger knife on the ground, and snatched the phone from him, "Hey, I'm doing business here!

Holding the mobile phone in one hand, the smoker raised his head and asked, "Who is surnamed Mao?" After shouting twice, seeing that no one answered, the smoker raised the phone and continued, "I asked, there is no child surnamed Mao, you are not mistaken, right?"

I subconsciously looked in the direction of Mao Mao, who was lying on the ground covered in blood, obviously in a coma.

"Smoker, you're in trouble! The fat man who was almost hacked to death by you is surnamed Mao, the son of the Mao Group, and he is just passing by!" I laughed madly at the smoker, looking at the state of the smoker answering the phone, it was obvious that Mao Mao's background should be particularly taboo.

"Who's Maomao?" the smoker glared at me viciously.

"Whew... That half-dead fat man over there!" I pouted in Maomao's direction.