Bai Wanzi was thrown over the wall, and Lian Bing reached out again to grab Zhang Zizi.

"Don't! I won't go!" Zhang Zizi hurriedly refused.

Just kidding, there is a row of cactus balls planted on the other side of the wall, he is here to liberate his little brother, not to liberate Xiaoju.

"There are a lot of people on the other side, I can't take care of you!"

Zhang Zizai: "What nonsense! Lao Tzu is a heavenly master and needs you to take care of it? Don't forget who rescued you two from the hands of the Golden Silkworm Gu that day!"

Ao Bing: "Yes, I forgot that you can also use talismans. ”

Zhang Zizai: "......"

On that day, Zhang Zizai was "killed" by a foreign Taoist, and a small universe broke out in his body, and the spirit runes everywhere were actually urged by him, and the power was far greater than that of the foreign Taoist.

After that incident, he often held the spirit talisman of the foreign Taoist priest at home to find his previous feelings, and even when he slept and went to the toilet, he would take out two charms and throw them in the air from time to time.

But in the end, those gold-dusted superb spirits were sprinkled all over the house like waste paper in Zhang Zizi's hands, and there were even a few that I don't know if they flew out of the window or fell into the toilet.

In short, not only did I feel that I didn't find it, but I also wasted the spell that the foreign Taoist priest had made many nights and claimed to be expensive.

Because of this incident, Zhang Zizai was also deducted from his salary for three days by the evil boss and undertook the task of washing dishes for a week.

Since that day, Zhang Zizi has never thought that he can turn back into a heavenly master and throw scraps of paper around.

After all, three days' wages are not a small amount......! Want...... Belch...... It's a lot of money anyway!

The topic seems to be far away.

But it doesn't matter, if you clean up this group of Xiaoxiao, you don't need him to become a heavenly master at all.

After Zhang Zizi fed the tattooed brother a spirit explosion talisman, he took out his mobile phone to use his possession skills.

A bright light flashed in the mobile phone, and the tattooed brother behind him could finally show his skills, so he excitedly shouted: "I'm here!" and rushed into the crowd.

Originally, this group of gangsters was already very difficult to deal with Ao Bing and Leon, but now they have added a tattooed brother who has swallowed the spirit explosion talisman and is not inferior to Leon in terms of force value, and he fell into battle in an instant.

Ao Bingchong acts as a meat shield at the forefront, absorbing most of the damage while still taking the time to counterattack.

In the face of three or four machetes that were slashing at it, Ao Bing's face did not change his color and his heart did not beat, he raised the table and blocked it at will, and raised his foot towards the mourning eye in front of him and kicked it.

The mourning eyes were forced to squeeze from the crowd to the front, and at this moment, they were eager to make meritorious contributions, and they were excited that their knives were about to cut Ao Bing's body.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, he suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest, and then he found himself magically flying, and then smashed into the crowd behind him like a bowling ball, and knocked over many of his accomplices by the way.

Ao Bing has no worries, and the more fierce the battle is at the moment.

And the tattooed brother and Leon also cooperated very tacitly, the two of them flanked from the left and right, up and down, and launched an attack from the flank, and after a while, several people had already reversed themselves from the desperate situation of being forced into the corner, not only resisting the attack of this group of gangsters, but also rushing forward more than a few meters.

Although they still have an overwhelming advantage in numbers, in this small lane, which can only accommodate three or four people, there are also garbage cans of various households, bicycle lights and various obstacles, so that the three of them completely occupy the favorable terrain that they cannot open, so that their advantage is lost.

No matter how many people there are, the people who can rush in side by side are always equal to them.

Therefore, the three-on-three battle quickly turned into the rhythm of the three-on-three wheel battle.

In this way, the three of them calmly advanced all the way, fought straight out of the crowd, and turned into another path.

After entering, the three of them fought and retreated, and whenever they felt that someone behind them was about to catch up with them, the group stopped, turned around and flirted with the few people who rushed forward, and then rushed towards the path.

Seeing the accomplices in front of him fall one by one, the little minions behind him are not stupid, obviously knowing that Chong Taiqian will definitely be unlucky.

But if you are besieged by hundreds of people like this, and the other party with only three people runs away like this, and you are afraid that you will not be able to save face, how can you be embarrassed to ask your little sister to get up together on this street in the future.

So he had to slow down his pace and follow the three of them far away, and the scolding in his mouth increased by a few dozen decibels.

After a while, the three of them broke through the encirclement and came to a wider street, and the little minions standing here obviously did not know the situation of the previous street battle, and wondered why the three of them could escape here under the siege of hundreds of people.

So the newcomers who had not participated in the battle just now rushed towards the three of them like chicken blood.

Of course, even though they were surrounded by people in a wider territory, for the three of them, it was nothing more than adjusting the difficulty of the game from novice to beginner.

And it's the human-machine version.

Facing the oncoming "swords, guns, swords, halberds", the three of them coped with it easily.

Although these people are huge, and it does seem a bit scary to open the scene, whether it is Ao Bing, who is immune to physical attacks, or Leon, who is constantly making tricks, these people in front of them are actually a piece of cake.

Even the tattooed brother who is the weakest in kung fu, he only needs to dodge the fatal blow of the sharp weapon with his heart, and the rest of the dispensable flying legs or stick attacks, he can dodge and dodge, he really can't dodge, and he doesn't mind carrying it one or two times hard, anyway, he doesn't feel pain.

As for the pain that will be returned to Zhang Zi in this matter afterwards, it is not something he can think about now.

Under such special conditions like bug-like, after a while, the crowd that had just rushed up like a tide had gradually become a handful of threes, threes, twos, and twos.

And this kung fu, the three of them have already fought and retreated, and they have turned to fight on three streets.

Leon slapped a green-haired young man to the ground, looked up at him, stopped his backward steps, and asked the two, "Wait a minute, I'll ask you a question." ”

"You say. Ao Bing kicked the red hair in front of him and took the time to respond.

Leon said seriously, "Why are we running away when those guys can't beat the three of us?"

Ao Bing listened, tilted his head and thought for a while, and then slapped his head suddenly: "That's right!"

The tattooed brother also interjected: "Why don't you ...... Let's kill back!"

The three of them looked behind them together, and many of them had given up the pursuit, and at this moment they were standing in groups of three or five on the street, smoking cigarettes and pretending to shout at this side.

Seeing this, the three of them exchanged glances for a while, and then said in unison: "Damn! Kill back!"