Quickly got up, flicked his right foot and struck the man in the face, and the man immediately tilted his head, bent his body into an arch, and stretched his limbs straight and trembled.

In less than two seconds, the man was foaming at the mouth, his eyes were white, and his face was completely gray.

Long Ao was slightly stunned, but there was a sharp pain behind him, and his body couldn't stop rushing forward.

A man in black kicked Long Ao on the gas stove, and the other two had already followed up and slashed down, and suddenly Long Ao's back tore two long holes.

The tattooed dragon tail on the back was cut off, revealing bright red muscles, and blood gushed like a tube.

Long Ao has practiced sanda for five years, and every day in the past five years, in addition to buying and cooking vegetables, the rest of the time is non-stop practicing.

There is only one purpose, and that is revenge!

Since he started practicing sanda at the age of sixteen, Long Ao's physique is excellent, and his ability to resist blows is also extremely strong.

After receiving these two knives, Long Ao snorted and grabbed a hook used to turn over the pickled vegetables.

The backhand slammed back and pulled hard.

Behind him, there was a scream like a pig.

A man's nose is being hooked through by Long Ao's hook.

However, at this time, Long Ao didn't have time to look back.

Standing up, he staggered over the stove cart, staggered forward two steps, and grabbed a No. 10 steel bar that hooked the roller shutter door.

With his hands clenched, he roared and punched out with all his might.

The few people chasing Long Ao stopped stiffly, however, it was already too late.

A man at the front saw the opportunity quickly and instinctively squatted down.

The bar swept over his head and hit the second man the left rib.

The man screamed in pain.

Long Ao's second blow was pulled out again, this time hitting this person's neck.

The man could no longer scream, his whole body was tilted, his eyes widened, and he fainted.

Long Ao's ruthlessness came out, and several other men were also stunned for a few seconds.

They are all street gangsters, and the comparison is who is more ruthless than whom.

The steel bar in Long Ao's hand had been bent raw, and he looked at a few people coldly with the iron bar in his hand, and his body stepped back......

As soon as Long Ao retreated, it proved that Long Ao withered.

The five men who were besieging Long Ao saw the opportunity and rushed forward.

At this moment, Long Ao had already retreated to the door of the store, smashed the iron bar in his hand, picked up a few bottles of beer and smashed it again.

A full bottle of beer is no longer lethal unless it is smashed at close range, two meters away, and the five people on the other side don't care about these bottles at all.

After smashing out another bottle of wine, a man stepped forward and gave Long Ao a knife on the head.

Long Ao was on the side of his body, and the knife was slashing at his shoulder blade, making a strange sound.

"!!"

With a muffled howl, Long Ao kicked and kicked the man's thigh, and then stepped back, reaching out with his hand and twitching......

A jet-black knife suddenly came to hand.

As soon as the knife came out, the five men on the opposite side changed color, and they immediately pulled out and flashed, but there was still no time.

"Flash!"

The words just fell!

Long Ao held a long knife in his hand, and with a horizontal slash, a man immediately covered his waist and took a few steps back, and suddenly knelt down.

Looking down at his lower abdomen, he only felt that there was an extra hot thing in his hand.

When I looked at it, I couldn't help but let out the worst howl.

In Long Ao's hand was an elongated Guan Gong knife, similar to the Mo knife in the Tang Dynasty.

To put it bluntly, it is an elongated mountain knife.

The blade is a thick-backed open-mountain knife, and the bottom of the blade is welded with a one-meter-long galvanized steel pipe.

This knife is a forbidden weapon, and it is generally not used on occasions where life and death are not fighting.

Even the old thugs who lick the blood on the edge of the knife will not use this weapon lightly.

If you go down with a knife, you will either die or be injured, and your bones will be broken at the lightest, and your life will be killed at the worst.

As soon as Guan Gongdao came out, he immediately abolished one.

The remaining four men in black were all dead, and without any attachment, they immediately dodged and retreated, and the two of them were busy choosing a way, and their heads hit each other heavily.

Long Ao didn't hesitate at all, the knife slashed down, and a person's palm flew out, and blood shot out like a bloody arrow.

The other man was already stunned, and he knelt down for Long Ao at once.

"Rao ......"

"Spare your mother. ”

Long Ao hissed, but the knife in his hand did not cut down.

This man should be called a teenager, no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, and he is about the same age as Long Ao.

A teenager of this age is the time when he is the most angry and has the strongest temper.

On weekdays, he is not afraid of the sky, fights, slashes and collects everything, and is notoriously ruthless, otherwise he would not be recruited to engage in food stalls.

However, now the boy was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, and a foul smell came from under his linen sweatpants, and he was already incontinent.

Seeing this young man, Long Ao's heart jumped inexplicably, and the killing intent subsided.

Suddenly, Long Ao smelled the stench under the young man's body, his face changed, and a low whip hit the young man's jaw, and the young man fainted immediately.

Holding a knife in one hand, he became a bloody man, and more than a dozen wounds on his body were bubbling with blood, and he was dizzy in front of him.

Turning his head to look at Zhou Miao, who was lying under the faucet to rinse his eyes and cry loudly, Long Ao screamed.

"Sanshui, go up to the attic, get gasoline!"

"We don't call you, don't come out. ”

"Who goes up to the attic ......"

"Burn the shop. ”

After saying this, Long Ao limped out of the store with Guan Gong's knife, and walked forward quickly to save Jin Feng.

Zhou Miao's flesh-and-blood face was hideous and miserable, but his expression was extremely firm.

With a heavy hum, he touched the attic stairs and limped up.

Jin Feng was being slashed by three people at this time, swinging a steel rod while retreating.

The three on the opposite side were also a little afraid of Jin Feng's rebar bars, and several of them were lying on the ground who had been beaten by the steel rods, and two of them still didn't even have any consciousness.

Jin Feng also had a few new openings on his hands, the skin and flesh were turned out, hideous and terrifying, and the blood kept flowing and flowing.

At this moment, the two men who were frightened back retreated, and the three men besieging Jin Feng turned their heads suddenly, and when they saw Long Ao's knife, they immediately gasped and ran in a panic.

Where would Jin Feng let go of such a good opportunity.

Rushed forward and hit a man in the back with a steel rod, and then kicked again.

The man lunged forward involuntarily and was slamming into the folding table.

Jin Feng rushed forward and went down with a stick, hitting the shoulder blade.

"Horn!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.

The man let out a scream like a pig.

Long Ao arrived, stepped past this person, and chased the remaining four, Jin Feng was not slow, and ran to the side of the road.

The four people who fled were obviously frightened by Long Ao's Guan Gong knife.

In a fight, what you fight is bloody, and what you fight is who is more ruthless than whom.

And the anger in my heart.

Guts!

As soon as the four of them ran, they had already lost that momentum, and the knife had long been thrown aside, only hating their parents for missing two legs and running for their lives.

There were two people who were the fastest, running down the sidewalk, running through four lanes, and running so desperately that even Iveco didn't dare to get on again.

The entire street of the snack street was without power, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and the snack street was dark.

With such a thunderstorm and power outages, many shops have long been closed.

The diners at the barbecue restaurants and snack bars around the food stalls have long been scared to check out and leave.

The two people who were arguing with Jin Feng yesterday had already pulled down the roller shutter door and hid inside shivering.

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It was dark, and the rolling thunder continued one after another, and the boom and rumble were non-stop.

One of the remaining two men in black ran down the sidewalk and was about to rush to the opposite side, when a Mercedes-Benz off-road was coming.

"Boom!"

The man in black immediately changed direction and was knocked out two meters, but there was no, he stood up and continued to run.

Long Ao was stabbed a few times in his upper leg and couldn't run fast, Jin Feng came from behind, and from a distance of four meters, he threw a stick over and hit a person on the back of the head.

No sooner had the man reached the edge of the sidewalk than he was knocked to the ground, bleeding from the head.

Jin Feng caught up, bent down to pick up a piece of knife, stepped on the back of the man's neck, and looked coldly across the street.

The knife in his hand pointed obliquely at Yang Wei under the black umbrella, his face was gloomy and cold, and he let the blood on his head flow for a long time.

Long Ao limped over, without saying a word, turned the handle of the knife upside down, the tip of the knife pointed downward, without the slightest mercy, and thrust down heavily.

The thick tip of the knife went straight into the man's right leg, and the blade did not pierce the thigh, and even the pavement tiles were inserted into the gap.

The man under the knife let out a terrible howl, his legs stretched straight, his hands grabbed the ground indiscriminately, and the screams of his mouth tore the night sky like a ghost.

Yang Wei's face on the opposite side tightened, and he was frighteningly cold,

Long Ao pulled the knife, and a fishy hot blood spurted out, shooting straight more than a meter high, hitting Long Ao in the face.

Long Ao spat out a mouthful of blood, held the knife in his hand, and hooked his finger at the opposite side.

The man on the ground struggled to his feet, dragged a stump of his leg a few steps forward, and fell again.

He got up again, took two steps, and fell to the ground with a bang, blood staining the street.

Four minutes.

Only four minutes have passed since the start of the fight.

This is the street group K.

Other street group battles, with guys or something, usually decide the winner or loser in a minute, and the winner has already gone clean.

This group battle took four minutes, which is a long time.

Of the seventeen people on the other side, three ran away, and the remaining fourteen were all lying on the ground tossing and turning, rolling and howling in pain.

Three v17!

No one could have imagined that the three Jin Feng brothers would survive this death-defying four minutes.

No one could believe that the three Jin Feng brothers could beat the seventeen elite gangsters who had been fighting on the streets for a long time.

It's miserable.

On the other side of the street, Yang Wei stared at Jin Feng and Long Ao, who were covered in blood, and the anger in his eyes had already erupted into fire.

However, the short master beside Yang Wei looked calm and indifferent, smoking quietly under the umbrella, looking at Jin Feng quietly, without a trace of surprise, let alone a trace of emotion.

The rain was getting heavier.

The cigarette that Jin Feng had just lit was drenched in the heavy rain.

Long Ao held the steel pipe in his hand and closed his eyes slightly. ()

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