Lao Hu wanted to take advantage of Yin Bing's unpreparedness to rush behind him to sneak attack him, but just when the steel pipe in his hand was about to hit Yin Bing's body, he felt that his calf was kicked hard from the front, and he was unstable and fell to the ground with a plop.

Lao Hu felt that the touch under his hand was a little warm, and there was a sticky feeling when he held it lightly, and he raised his hand to see that there was a lump of dog shit under his hand.

"Hey, why is there still a lump here, idol, you are so naughty! Fortunately, someone has already picked it up for you. Yin Bing's voice sounded cheap to Lao Hu's ears.

Lao Hu took the lead, and the people behind him also rushed up, picked up the weapon in his hand and hit the head.

Yin Bing suddenly laughed, this time he didn't hide his smile, laughing and fighting back, he didn't have anything in his hand, but he didn't need a weapon at all, the second person who rushed over was his weapon.

The second man carried a baseball bat in his hand, which was made of sturdy wood and heavy in his hand. When he swung his bat at Yin Bing, he saw Yin Bing smiling and stretching out a hand on his shoulder lightly, and the second person felt a strong force coming from his shoulder, he involuntarily turned half a circle in place, and the whole person turned his back to Yin Bing, facing his companion.

At this time, the latter rushed to the top, and ran at his head with a weapon in his hand. He looked frightened, and it was too late to retreat. At this time, he suddenly felt that his arm holding the stick was grabbed by Yin Bing from behind, and he involuntarily raised the stick and swept it, which swept his teammates down and crashed a dagger.

But some teammates were not slow to react, they took a step back and dodged the sweep. The second person just breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't want Yin Bing behind him to push him forward, he stumbled and rushed into the crowd.

He just wanted to explain, but found that his arm was still being held by Yin Bing, and a ball stick danced so vigorously that the stick could hit one person. After only a short while, he was left alone in the middle of the place, and his companion fell to the ground with a blue nose and swollen face.

He looked bitter and said with a crying voice: "It's not me, it's not me who hit!"

The previous Lao Hu was the least injured because he was only kicked once, at this time he stood up quietly, and saw Yin Bing with his back to him and was manipulating the second person to beat people, he saw that the time had come, and immediately quietly picked up the steel pipe on the ground and walked behind Yin Bing. This time, he was very cautious, afraid that if he was far away, he would let Yin Bing hear the wind, so he walked to the position close to Yin Bing before raising his hand to hit Yin Bing.

He had just raised his hand and before it could fall, Yin Bing suddenly turned his head, and his left hand, which had not moved, reached over and pasted something on his face.

Lao Hu's eyes immediately darkened, and he hurriedly retreated and wiped his face with his hands. Same recipe, same taste, you don't have to taste it to know it's still shit.

Lao Hu was simply mad, this time he couldn't care about the chicken thief, he chose to fight with Yin Bing, when he rushed to Yin Bing again with a steel pipe, Yin Bing turned around with the second person in front of him.

The second person became the person sandwiched between Yin Bing and Lao Hu at this moment, when he saw Lao Hu, tears fell, and he shouted: "Brother Hu, it's me, don't beat me!"

Lao Hu's eyes are red now, he can't care so much, he plans to knock the second person unconscious first, and then Yin Bing can't use him as a shield. So he didn't pause at all, and the steel pipe in his hand fell mercilessly.

At this moment, the second person suddenly felt that his leg was kicked from behind, causing his leg to be kicked forward violently. kicked Lao Hu in the stomach, and saw that Lao Hu's whole person flew up like a U-shape lying down, and crashed into the opposite tree.

The second person also cried and shouted: "Brother Hu, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, ah no, I didn't kick it!"

At this time, the second person realized that his leg was too high and he was dislocated, and then Yin Bing behind him let go, and he fell down in pain.

The idol was not idle at this time, it was busy pouring urine on the faces of those who fell to the ground, in order to get wet with rain and dew, the idol was about to dehydrate at this time, and finally when it came to the second person, it couldn't squeeze out, so it had to make a show and lift its legs. The second man was so frightened that he collapsed and cried vigorously.

At this time, Yin Bing said: "Until now, I have saved face for you, and the most you have dislocated is just a dislocated arm." Tell you, this is a blind spot for monitoring, I also have time, why don't we play together again, isn't this your favorite to play? Don't you like to bully people, and today you can also taste the taste of being bullied!"

Just now, someone was scolding, but suddenly it was quiet, and someone shouted: "It's not fair, we're all hurt!"

"Hmph, when more than a dozen of you beat me just now, why didn't you say it was fair!"

"You kind of take my arm, we're one-on-one!"

Yin Bing didn't say much, he walked over directly, clicked, and jerked the man's arm, the man screamed, and then found that his arm was connected.

The man stood up and took off his T-shirt, revealing tattoos and large muscles, looking very strong. This person usually works out and is very confident in his strength, just now he was manipulated by Yin Bing The second person used a baseball bat to pick up his elbow, causing his arm to dislocate, he thought it was just a coincidence, so at this time he proposed to fight with Yin Bing.

The muscular man moved his arms and legs at the moment, and he saw that although Yin Bing was about the same height as himself, he was thinner than himself by more than two laps, and he didn't look like a person who often exercised and had strength, and his confidence gradually returned to his face.

They found an empty space, and the two sides stood still. The muscular man tensed his face, intending to overwhelm the other in momentum, and he asked, "What weapon do you use?"

Yin Bing shook his fist, and the muscular man almost laughed, in his opinion, Yin Bing's small thin arms and fists were simply a large match.

"Well, for the sake of fairness, I don't use weapons either!"

Yin Bing smiled indifferently: "You can use it, whatever!"

The muscular man was a little moved, but he immediately thought that it was likely that the other party was disintegrating his self-confidence, and if he really went to get the weapon, the momentum that had just been condensed would be useless.

He shook his head in a chic manner, "No need!

"Okay!" After he heard Yin Bing answer this word, he suddenly saw a crisp sound of "pop" in front of him, and then the hot pain on his face, he didn't react, and the other side of his face was again. This is not over, next, he kept hearing the sound of "pop, pop", and his face didn't feel any pain later, it was numb.

At last the sound stopped, he felt that Venus was in front of him, and it took a while to see people clearly, and there was a salty taste in his mouth, as if there was a foreign body, and he spit out with great effort, and he spit out several teeth.

"Did you take it this time?" asked Yin Bing with a smile not far away.

"No, you're the first to come out!" the muscular man said with his leaky mouth.