"Brother Tiger, the lights of 503 are still on, let's go on!" said a younger brother who leaned over to the smiling tiger and pointed to room 503 above Building 8.

The smiling tiger couldn't help frowning when he looked at the light above, "We are here with this kid's name, and the light is still on, don't you think something is wrong?"

"Brother Tiger, even if he has an ambush, what can he do, what about more than a hundred of us!" said the little brother beside him disapprovingly.

The smiling tiger looked back at the chaotic crowd behind him, and couldn't help but think, "It's said that there are more than 100 numbers, and most of them are those 'powder boys' whose combat power can't win against a woman, and they want to have an egg!"

"Brother Tiger, let's do it! the longer you grind, the more the police will come!"

"Okay!" The smiling tiger couldn't be too cowardly in front of his subordinates, otherwise it would be difficult for this soldier to lead in the future, and he waved his hand and shouted, "Up!"

"Brothers, rush me!"

The little brother rushed towards the staircase of Building 8 with a watermelon knife, and as soon as he took the lead, he was followed by a dozen or so people.

"Whoosh!"

The wind broke loudly, and I saw a shadow flash in front of me.

"Bang!", his head hurt, and the little brother who took the lead suddenly squatted on the ground and covered his head with his hands, and blood flowed from his fingers.

"it!"

"Who?"

"Who is it, stand up!"

"Actually plotting against my eldest brother!"

“......”

The people who followed behind raised their weapons and shouted at the staircase, but they kept retreating while scolding, obviously afraid that the unknown thing would hit them on their heads.

"Come back!"

The little brother who had been hit through the head crouched on the ground and shouted, but it was useless, and the men took a few more steps back.

"Whoosh, whoosh...."

It was a loud sound of breaking the air again, and it all hit the little brother who was squatting on the ground.

"Eh!"

"Pain!

“......”

The little brother and Lian were hit by a few bullets, and they directly shrunk into a ball and rolled on the ground and begged for mercy.

The smiling tiger in the back gasped, and at this time he also saw clearly that what hit the little brother was only a few stones, and a few stones scared off more than a dozen people, and these centaurs under his command were really useless, so they could only be used to scare honest people.

"What's the matter, I'll just say that these guys are vulnerable!" Master Wu threw the slingshot in his hand to Shen Lang in the corridor and said proudly.

"Now only one has been injured, and there are more than ninety in the back, what should they do if they rush up?" Shen Lang said worriedly.

"You stupid!" Master Wu said, pointing to the corridor, "There is a small space here, and no more than three people can rush to the front at a time, and the people behind are just models! ”

When Shen Lang heard him say this, he suddenly became excited, "That's right!"

"Seeing that you are so happy, wait for them to rush up, you block them first, and I will hold back!"

"Ah!" Shen Lang said in surprise, "Don't play like this!"

"Damn, you're lazy with me

Ah, it takes some strength to kill a hundred pigs, not to mention that there are more than a hundred people here!" Master Wu said angrily, "Wait for you to fight for a while, and I will fight for a while to maintain my strength!"

"Oh. ”

……

"Brother Tiger, what now?"

"Damn, it's just a slingshot flying stone, a kid's thing!" shouted the smiling tiger, "Go, tear down the door panel!"

After a while, a few younger brothers didn't know where to go and removed a door panel.

"Hold the door and move forward!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that they were blocked by wooden boards in front of them, Master Wu was not sending slingshots this time, and the three people holding the wooden planks approached the staircase and did not see any flying stones coming, and they also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rush!"

The smiling tiger shouted.

Dozens of people poured into the corridor at once, but as Master Wu said, the staircase space was narrow, and at most three people side by side at a time were already crowded, and they couldn't wave their weapons.

The three people in front rushed to Shen Lang, Shen Lang swept the baseball bat in his hand, and the three of them fell backwards with the stick, and the people behind were already close, and the three of them pressed the three people in the back row as soon as they fell.

Shen Lang directly waved a baseball bat at the people behind him, and there was no discipline at all, he just used his strength to dance wildly, and the people behind him were embarrassed.

"What's going on?"

The smiling tiger saw that there were people running out of the staircase, and was about to step forward to check, only to see the group of people in front of him who were hit in the head by Shen Lang also ran out, and when he looked closely, he saw a young man standing at the staircase with a murderous spirit, and the baseball bat in his hand was full of blood, as if the gods had descended to earth.

"Just him..... He beat dozens of you alone?!" The smiling tiger asked in surprise as he grabbed a little brother who ran out with a bloody head.

“..... It's...."

That little brother was the first person to be hit in the head by Shen Lang, and he was dizzy at this time, and he was not in a hurry to say that it was because of the narrow staircase.

"Huh!"

The smiling tiger gasped, thinking in his heart, "Fight dozens of them at a time! My mother, there are really martial arts masters! No wonder he dares to argue with Brother Crow, this time he kicked the iron plate, I'd better withdraw, there's no need to put my life in for a few thousand yuan!"

"Withdraw!"

The smiling tiger turned around and ran, and the dozens of little brothers who followed him were already scared when they saw their companions running out covered in blood, but at this time, they saw that the smiling tiger who took the lead ran away, and they also threw their weapons and ran away!

"Master Wu, they ran away, what should I do!"

"Fuck, I ran away after only one round! Why are the hooligans getting more and more angry now!" Master Wu chased after him with a baseball bat and shouted, "Chase! See one and hit another!"

"Good!"

Shen Lang overturned more than 30 people alone, only thinking that this group of guys was worse than thirty pigs, and he also chased after him with a baseball bat.

When you encounter a thug who is running slowly behind, chasing after you is knocking over one with a stick.

Shen Lang and Master Wu chased dozens of people from the end of the street to the street.

Nearby residents heard below

The sound of the fight was also lit up one after another, and I looked out of the window.

"Hey, isn't that Xiao Lang and his driver!"

"It's really Brother Lang!"

"Who are they chasing?"

"Run ahead of the head horse that looks like a crow, smiling tiger!"

"Smiling Tiger! copy the guy, help Brother Lang!"

"Good!"

The teenage boy from several old buildings nearby picked up the washboards, pot lids, and pans at home and rushed downstairs to chase the smiling tiger from behind with Shen Lang.

The smiling tiger looked back, and saw that Shen Lang was already chasing after dozens of teenage students, and there were only seven or eight people left around him at this time.

"Smiling Tiger, raise your hands and lie on the ground!"

Suddenly, a group of old men rushed out in front of them, all holding kitchen knives and flat poles in their hands, and the leader was Xu Zhi, the old immortal!

(End of chapter)