Of course, I followed Li Wenjun the whole time, constantly pushing away the people who were going to attack him to help him share some of the pressure. Don't look at the day I hammered Wang Shuai, as soon as I encountered this chaotic scene, I still didn't dare to do it, and it was already a great progress to squat on the ground with my head in my hands without being scared.

Look at the four classes again. The tall mountain is like a rampaging tank, and it takes almost a few seconds to bring down one. With a height of nearly two meters and a weight of more than two hundred catties, these values made him a plague god from the very beginning of the battle.

And Li Xiaopeng was a little powerless under the siege of Zhou Yi and Zheng Changcheng. One attacked him on the head, the other attacked him on the plate, the two cooperated very tacitly, Li Xiaopeng almost fell down several times, and could only lean his back against the stone tablet and struggled to support it.

The chaotic crowd had long since broken up our original ranks. Wave after wave of crowds besieged me and Li Wenjun, and I couldn't count how many times my head and body had been hit, only that my vision was getting blurred more and more. Soon, I was knocked down, and my fists and kicks rained down on me, and I had to hold my head and curl up and let them kick me.

What surprised me was that Li Wenjun actually gave up resistance, pounced directly on me, protected me tightly, and endured those punches and kicks from all directions for me.

This scene completely touched me, and I couldn't stop crying out. I tried to push him away, but he was like an octopus, holding me tight, and roaring with a flushed face.

Deming and Wang Jiji played to their small size and flexibility from the very beginning of the melee. When others were in full swing, he suddenly jumped out and kicked a few times, and then immediately disappeared into the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to find the next target. Ma Liang and his brother Ah Yong had great results, and after finding each other in the crowd, they joined forces to find a lone fighter, and they also beat several of them.

More and more people fell at the foot of the tall mountain. He led the boys of Class 4 to break through, and made a way in the chaotic crowd, a road to Li Xiaopeng.

"What kind of animal is this!" Zheng Changcheng immediately turned around, organized six brothers, and rushed towards the high mountain together. "Everyone, get closer, get closer!" Zhou Yi shouted. As soon as Zheng Changcheng left, it was tantamount to giving Li Xiaopeng time to breathe. It didn't take long for Li Xiaopeng and Zhou Yi to fight evenly with each other, and even had a slight advantage.

"Li Xiaopeng, why the hell are you bothering about this matter! You take your people with you now, we can still be brothers!" Zhou Yi shouted in despair.

This is a begging for mercy.

"Haha, you call me grandpa, I'll leave immediately!" Li Xiaopeng laughed, but the attack did not weaken at all, but became more and more aggressive. If he continues to fight like this, within a minute, Zhou Yi will have to lie on the ground.

"Give me a blow to kill this animal, kill him and we'll win!" Zheng Changcheng knew in his heart that according to the current situation, Gao Dashan had unknowingly become our spiritual leader. As long as the tall mountain falls, whether in terms of morale or combat effectiveness, we will lose a lot of money. If Gao Dashan is allowed to fight like this, it is a matter of time before he loses.

Zheng Changcheng took the lead, raised his leg and kicked towards the belly of the tall mountain. Gao Dashan stubbornly carried this kick, and then threw a punch. This punch directly knocked out Zheng Changcheng's two front teeth. Zheng Changcheng only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the next second he was already lying on the ground, wailing.

"Li Xiaopeng, you wait, Lao Tzu won't let you go tomorrow!" Zhou Yi still couldn't understand why Li Xiaopeng would come to help us. He only knows that the scales of the goddess of victory have tipped in our favor.

"You survive tonight first!" said that it was too late and that was too fast, Li Xiaopeng quickly circled behind Zhou Yi with a cat's waist, strangled his neck, and then raised his foot and stumbled, slamming him to the ground.

"Ah!!" Zhou Yi let out a terrible scream. Not because of pain, but because of unwillingness. The battle that was supposed to be won was intervened by the sudden appearance of the fourth squad, and the battle was defeated. He secretly swore in his heart that as long as he could survive tonight, he would never let Class 4 have a good time in the future.

Corresponding to Zhou Yi's screams was Li Xiaopeng's laughter. "Hahaha, didn't you just say that you wanted to tear your face with me?" Li Xiaopeng taunted Zhou Yi while riding on Zhou Yi's body and punching him left and right.

Suddenly, he stopped and rode motionless on Zhou Yi, as if he had been frozen.

"Beat me, beat me to death, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely kill you tomorrow!" Zhou Yi's left eye was already high and swollen, but he still kept shouting, looking like he was going to swallow Li Xiaopeng alive.

Li Xiaopeng silently stood up from Zhou Yi and stepped aside.

"Why the fuck don't you fight? Look at how Lao Tzu killed your ......" Zhou Yi raised his head scolding, wanting to stand up and continue fighting.

"Brother Yang!!" his pupils dilated, as if he saw some ghost, and he cried out.