Facing the short-haired man, the pestle somehow had no power to resist at all.

Gan Tiantian saw his embarrassed and incompetent appearance through the cracks in the curtain, and couldn't help but sigh bitterly in her heart, and said bitterly: "It's over, Detective Broken also said that he is very powerful, and he is all cold! It seems that you have to rely on ......yourself to escape for your life."

Although Tian Tiantian has no other skills, she has a natural strength, that is, she runs away when the situation is not good. Wang Shuini was killed, she slipped away in time, and she was hidden by the ghost hand of the golden house, and she also slipped just right, and now she has to find another opportunity to slip away.

She looked around the shack for a hole to get out of the back. However, although the shack was broken, it had already been repaired tightly by the pestle, and there was not even a breathable seam.

"Alas......" Gan Tiantian couldn't help but get frustrated, glanced at Grandma Liang who was sleeping like a dead person on the bed, and complained: "This broken place is not as good as the original ghost building!"

It turned out that the dilapidated building that Li Qingwei found for her before was rumored to be haunted, so few people lived in it. Although Gan Tiantian is afraid of ghosts, she has never really seen ghosts, so she reluctantly lives there for a few days.

Now, looking at the broken shack, she actually misses the ghost building again.

"Huh?" But at this moment, she inadvertently glanced at Grandma Liang's bed, and suddenly frowned and was stunned......

In the shadow under the bed, there was a transparent figure the size of a monkey. The villain is as thin as a piece of paper, and he doesn't have the three-dimensional sense of a real person, and there is a faint glow on his body in the dark, and if you don't look closely, you really can't notice him.

"Ah, little ghost!" Sweet Sweet was startled and couldn't help but scream.

The little man was already looking at her in horror, and was so frightened by her sudden call that he turned sideways into a line. Tian Tian was even more creepy, and rushed out of the shack with her legs.

But as soon as she came to the courtyard, she regretted it, and the people in the courtyard were even more terrifying than the transparent villain. When the men saw her fleeing in panic, they immediately surrounded her.

"Okay, throw yourself into the net, take it away!" the short-haired man grabbed the pestle with one hand, turned his face to look at it, and ordered with a sweet and gloomy smile.

Tian Tiantian, a weak woman, panicked and faced these evil people in black with no ability to resist at all, and was easily caught by them.

"No!" the pestle roared angrily, and Leng Buding slammed his knee against the crotch of the short-haired man.

Unexpectedly, the short-haired man was quick-eyed, blocked the lame leg with one hand, and pushed him out sideways with a sudden force with both upper and lower hands.

The other party is a martial arts move, and the pestle doesn't know how to counteract at all, and he fell heavily to the ground. Although he didn't have that superhuman ability, he didn't feel any pain, so he stood up again with a hard hand.

"Huh?" The short-haired man couldn't imagine that the pestle was quite resistant to falling, and he was slightly surprised, so he couldn't help but say that he flew up and kicked his flying leg and kicked it to the cheek.

This kick was extremely heavy, and the pistle had no time to dodge, and the cheek was hit hard, "poof!" Blood flew from his mouth and nose, almost squirting out a mouth full of teeth.

He couldn't control his stumbling, and "Tengteng" took two steps backwards and fell to the ground again.

But he still didn't feel any pain, and he got up again, wiped the blood foam hanging from the corner of his mouth, and shouted angrily: "I won't let you take her away, unless you beat me to death!"

"Heh, aren't we going to get into a lawsuit if we kill you?" The short-haired man snorted coldly and ignored the pestle, giving a few people behind him a look, and was about to rush out of the door.

"No, I said I would never let you take her!" The pestle rushed to the door with a bloody face to block their way, and his eyes shot murderous and put on a desperate posture.

All this sweetness is also in the eyes, but in this case, even two more pestles will not help.

She couldn't help but laugh sadly, and struggled: "Ma Zhuzi, don't be stupid! I'm not related to you, you don't have to ...... desperately."

"What I promised must be done!" "The pestle gritted his teeth and stared at the point, standing proudly and looking at death as if he were at home.

"Damn, do you really think that Lao Tzu has never killed anyone?" The short-haired man scolded angrily and hatefully, and his eyes also showed a fierce light.

He pressed towards the pestle step by step, and suddenly "banged" a straight punch to the corner of the pestle's eye.

Although the pestle didn't hurt, it was a little confused. He didn't understand if it was because the other party was too fast, or if he had become sluggish, why he couldn't dodge every time?

Of course, this punch was no exception, and he felt that his eyebrows were swollen and a stream of blood burst out, blurring his eyes in an instant.

"Hmm......" He staggered back, and the shadow grabbed the two door frames of the low door of the small courtyard, then stood up straight and said word by word:

"You-you-hugh-want-take-go-her!"

"Woo woo, Ma Zizi......" Tian Tian couldn't help crying.

"Okay, then I'll see how resistant you are!" The short-haired man's eyes were full of murderous energy, and he moved his neck from side to side, and the joints of his fists gurgled.

I saw him roaring fiercely, "Hey!" and instantly punched straight fists, hooked left and right hooks, kicked sideways, kicked his legs and knees, and hit all the vital points of the pestle's body like a raindrop......

"Hmm...... Yes...... Uh......" The pestle withstood the fierce and fierce blows of the other party, and clung to the door frame without dodging.

However, soon his forehead, eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were beaten to the point that his skin and flesh were open, and blood flowed like a stream, and even his ears spurted blood.

Eventually, the pestle bent and fell to his knees......

After the short-haired man punched and kicked like crazy, seeing that the pestle was no longer able to parry, he suddenly lost all his strength, and his feet swayed and he couldn't breathe.

"Mom...... Damn, are you a long kid......" The short-haired man gasped for breath, his hands and feet were sore, his legs were weak, and he looked at the bloodied pestle on his face and doubted that he was alive.

"Brother White Belt, do you want us to beat him together?" asked a few men in black who had been holding Gan Tiantian.

"Beat ...... Beat a fart!" The short-haired man known as Brother White Belt straightened up and looked at the pestle, then looked at Tian Tiantian, gasped and scolded angrily:

"Our mission is to arrest people, and you just watch me work alone......?

"Hey, hey!" several people in black hurriedly responded, and set up Gan Tiantian and prepared to climb over the wall.

"No...... Can't go......" The pestle raised his bloody cheeks and roared, he wanted to stand up, but he didn't succeed in stretching his legs for a long time.

"Can't walk...... he no longer has half the strength in his body, his eyes are so swollen that only slits remain, and he vaguely looks at the figure of Tian Tian Tian struggling, and can only moan weakly......

"Who is it?" At this moment, someone outside the courtyard gate suddenly broke off.

Those people were stunned when they heard the sound, and they held Gan Tiantian and rode on the wall and didn't dare to move.

The helpless pestle, who was falling to the ground in a daze, suddenly heard the voice, and couldn't help but move his bloody face, and a smile appeared on his swollen eyes.

In the moonlight, a figure in the darkness outside the door appeared as it approached. This man is of medium stature, with broad shoulders and round shoulders, and a sturdy and muscular man.

When I got closer, my face gradually became clearer, and he was a man in his forties. The man is coarse and flat-headed, wide-faced and square-mouthed, the torch eyes are like lamps, the sound is like a bell, and the majestic momentum is like a rainbow.

The person who came was none other than Du Xianzhai, the new big pole of the beggar gang.

Du Xianzhai didn't say a word, and with a wave of his hands, more than a dozen black shadows flashed behind him to surround the courtyard, and the few black-clothed people who were about to climb over the wall with a sweet and sweet spot immediately retreated when they saw that the situation was not good.

Du Xianzhai walked quickly to the door, and only then did he recognize the bloodstained pestle in the door frame.

"Brother!" Du Xianzhai hugged the shoulder of the pestle and helped him up, seeing that although he was injured by flesh and skin, he was not lightly injured, turned around and handed the pestle to the men behind him, and strode into the door with great stride.

Before he could have a seizure, the few black-clothed people who were holding the sweet ones were instigated first, and they stood obediently with their heads bowed and their eyes down, not daring to come out of the atmosphere.

The light-clothed short-haired man who beat him up just now has eased his strength at this time, and when he saw that he had killed him halfway to bite the gold, and his subordinates saw him standing respectfully, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and suppressed his anger and asked:

"Which way, brother, you and I had better be the well water and not the river water, and do our own business!"

Du Xianzhai didn't say anything, only looked at him slightly.

At this time, a man in black quietly reminded the short-haired man: "Brother White Belt, he is the beggar gang Du ...... Du Da is in charge!"

"Oh, beggars!" The short-haired man was obviously startled, took a closer look at Du Xianzhai, and quickly changed to a smiling face and nodded: "It turned out to be Du Da in charge, and the little brother was clumsy and almost collided with the big driver!"

Du Xianzhai was holding back the fire in his heart, but he didn't explode immediately, and asked coldly: "Your name is white belt, why haven't I heard of it?"

White Belt bowed slightly, and introduced himself: "The little brother is nicknamed White Belt, and he was only recently sent to Yongde to temporarily serve under the father-in-law of the Coal Mountain Gang. ”

"Oh, it's the Coal Hills again. Du Xianzhai snorted lightly and said disdainfully.

This coal mountain gang does not have much history, and it is a small gang formed with the mining in the northern mining area of Yongde. At first, the mine hired some local young people to form a mine protection team to protect the mine. Later, it evolved into a thug team, specializing in serving those powerful people, as long as they make money, they can do anything, mining bandits, road blockers, lending and debt collection, smashing, looting, and bullying the market, which can be described as all evil.

However, due to the strength of the beggar gang, the city has always been the traditional sphere of influence of the beggar gang, so the Coal Mountain Gang has always only used the coal mountain as a base, and rarely dares to touch the Yongde City head-on.

However, the Coal Mountain Gang is notoriously ruthless and unscrupulous, and with the decline of the influence of the beggar gang in recent years, they have long begun to secretly infiltrate Yongde City, and even bribed the ghost gang to replace it.

Today's Coal Mountain Gang has quietly become the second largest gang in Yongde, and it is difficult to shake the deep roots of the beggar gang.

Fortunately, Du Xianzhai took advantage of the five old councils to grasp the real power of the beggar gang in one fell swoop, and Kong Youbi also fled in defeat, he quickly removed the old and innovated the rules in the beggar gang, and injected a boost into the beggar gang, so that the general branch of the beggar gang in Yongde and even the province got a unity of thought and blood purification in a short period of time.

Therefore, Du Xianzhai's early ascension to the throne in Yongde can be described as a spring thunder on the ground, which has a great impact and far-reaching significance......

The few black-clothed men of the Coal Mountain Gang have been mixed in Yongde all day long, and of course they know Du Xianzhai.

But this white belt is different, he has only heard of Du Xianzhai, and does not understand Du Xianzhai's style......

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