With the dog meat hot pot, three bottles of Lao Bai dried into his stomach, Zhang Zhilong's face was flushed, Lao Pao's eyes were hazy, and his black and fat face looked even darker.

Lao Pao held up the wine glass: "Brother Long, you are free, I have this cup!" said that, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and slammed the wine glass on the table, "When the guy arrives, it will be up to me to blast a few transparent holes in the body of the surnamed Ding." ”

Zhang Zhilong also drank a glass of wine: "This time I was a little impulsive, I made it like this with the surname Ding, and now I don't even dare to go back to my own territory." I heard that Ding Kun has a dark flower, my head is worth 500,000, and one of the two of you is 300,000, saying that I handed over three heads at one time, which is worth two million together. Fuck, Lao Tzu's head is really fucking worthless!"

The black fat shook his head and said: "Brother Long, let's not worry, I think Han Xin still got under the crotch of other people's pants back then, and then it became a big deal! ”

Zhang Zhilong patted the black fat shoulder and laughed: "Unexpectedly, these words actually came out of the mouth of the stupid bear of the black fat you." That's right, no fucking emperor can sit on it in a day, it's okay, it's really not good, let's hide for a while, I don't believe that he Ding Kun will always bring a dozen bodyguards in and out......"

Before the words fell, dense footsteps sounded at the door of the dog meat hot pot restaurant, and Hei Fat was sitting facing the door, stood up suddenly, roared angrily, picked up the hot pot, and threw the soup and pot at the knife hands who were pouring into the hot pot restaurant. A knifeman raised his knife to block the copper pot, but was so hot that he screamed at the boiling soup.

Zhang Zhilong and Lao Pao were startled at the moment when the black fat threw the pot, and then immediately reacted, and quickly looked for the guy who took advantage of it, there were two meat cleavers in the kitchen made of glass, and when the two ran to the glass kitchen, they didn't forget to pick up the copper pot on the next table and throw it over like the black fat. The old cannon was not as strong as the black fat, and when he threw the pot, the soup splashed all over his body, and he was so hot that he gasped. But at this time, it was too late to stop and deal with the burns, because in the blink of an eye, a dozen or so knife hands had already pounced, and a dozen or so long machetes with cold light were particularly fierce in the light.

"Ahh was slashed, but aroused the ferocity of the old cannon, a backhand elbow hit the knife hand on the cheek, grabbed the knife hand's wrist and slammed it on the table, clang, the long knife fell to the ground, he didn't have time to think about it, picked up the machete, and slashed behind him, only to hear the knife wind and the sound of entering the flesh, and two screams.

The waiters and diners of the hot pot restaurant were already so frightened that they hid behind the cash register, and Zhang Zhilong, who was one step ahead, had already rushed out of the glass kitchen with two knives and knives: "Black fat, old cannon, rush out with Lao Tzu!"

The black fat movement is slow, and he fell last when the knife hands rushed in, and the whole person has been stabbed more than a dozen times, but the few knife hands who are entangled with him are not much better, the black fat has no space, and he carried two copper pots without soup, and danced whirringly, two of the knife hands were unprepared for a while, and were hit in the head by the copper pot, and his head was broken and bleeding on the spot, and he fainted crookedly.

The three of them knew that this matter could not be good today, the other party's knife was fatal, and it was obviously aimed at their lives, so they didn't dare to have any reservations, and after getting together, they rushed out back to back with their lives.

The knifemen didn't seem to expect that these three people would be as fierce as the Northeast Tigers, and they were all deadly when they picked up the knives, seeing that the four or five brothers were also injured, the ferocity of the knifemen was also stimulated, and the three brothers who were back to back not only failed to rush out, but all of them were covered in color, and soon all three of them were covered in blood, which looked particularly terrifying.

There was a middle-aged man with gloomy eyes in the knife hand who had been standing at the door of the hot pot restaurant, and when the knife hands were fighting with the three northeasterners, he stood leisurely at the door with the wind on his back, lit a cigarette, and looked at the battlefield with a smile.

At this time, it had become a situation of six or seven people surrounding three Northeasterners, and both sides were injured, but the Northeasterners looked much more miserable.

"The surname Ding let you come, right? Lao Tzu will leave the words here, today Lao Tzu was hacked to death by you, it is considered Lao Tzu's bad luck, if he can't kill Lao Tzu, he will definitely pay it back ten times a day!" Zhang Zhilong roared, tore off his shirt, and tied the machete in his hand to his wrist, "Old cannon, black fat, we can't be born on the same day and month of the same year, and die on the same day of the same month and month today, and on the Huangquan Road, we can also be regarded as having a companion!"

"Hahaha!" Lao Pao coughed twice and laughed loudly, "Brother Long, it is Lao Tzu's blessing that my Lao Pao can know you two brothers in my life!

Hei Fat gasped, raised his arm to wipe the blood on his face, and slammed the two copper pots in his hand with a smile: "Brother Long, Brother Pao, my Black Fat is a fool, I can have today thanks to the blessing of the two elder brothers, where the two brothers go today, I will go to the Black Fat Palace, it is the Hades Palace, and we also have the courage to go to it." ”

"Papapa!" came the sound of applause at the door, and the middle-aged man who had been smoking and not speaking began to applaud, and the applause was particularly harsh in the silent night. He finally turned around and looked squarely at the three northeasterners. This is a very thin middle-aged man, and when he turned around, everyone saw that his left arm was tattooed with a hideous-looking green snake, and the snake's tail spread along his forearm and spread to the palm of his hand. He threw the cigarette butt at his feet and gently extinguished it with his foot, his expression smiling but making people feel the chill from the harsh winter.

He took a step slowly, took out three chopsticks from the chopsticks bucket by the table next to the door, clasped them in the palm of his hand, and looked at the three Northeast brothers who planned to live and die together: "You want to die together so much, I will fulfill you today!"

Zhang Zhilong felt an unprecedented coldness from this thin middle-aged man, this feeling was very subtle, as if he knew that this person was holding only three wooden chopsticks in his hand, but this chopsticks were more powerful than the deterrent power brought by the six or seven machetes around him.

The chopsticks were clasped in the palm of his right hand, and the first chopsticks were pulled out with his left hand, and the middle-aged man smiled at the black fat: "You, the first one!"

In the next moment, the chopsticks came out like sharp arrows, and with a whoosh, Hei Fat couldn't react, only to hear Zhang Zhilong exclaim "Be careful", but before he could pull Hei Fat, the wooden chopsticks had been inserted into Hei Fat's chest.

The black fat looked down at his chest in disbelief, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Brothers, the sunspot is one step ahead, the two brothers take care!" The body of nearly three hundred catties slowly slipped and fell, Zhang Zhilong and Lao Pao coincidentally copied the back of the black fat and shouted in unison: "Dead fat!"

Zhang Zhilong raised his head suddenly, his eyes red: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "Who am I?" Well, that's not the right question, because none of you deserve to know the answer. ”

There was a roar in the throat of the old cannon, like a beast boiling with anger: "Fuck, it's back to Brother Laozi!" He was about to pounce forward, but was pulled by Zhang Zhilong.

"Old cannon, we are no match for him. Zhang Zhilong has practiced martial arts, and he can naturally see that this middle-aged man is practicing the incomparably feminine internal skills, otherwise it is impossible to break through the black fat chest with the power of a chopstick.

The old cannon roared: "Brother's revenge, death will be avenged!"

Zhang Zhilong slapped Lao Pao's face: "Calm down!"

The old cannon was really woken up, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the middle-aged man: "The one who hides his head and shrinks his tail must have done something unseemly!"

The middle-aged man didn't laugh angrily: "Don't worry, the second one is you!" took out a chopstick with his left hand again, and his right eye was slightly closed, "You are a righteous man, head, throat, chest, you choose one!"

Lao Pao gritted his teeth: "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to do it, you can do it, I don't believe you can really ......"

Before the last few words could be spoken, the old cannon could only make a "gurgling" sound in his throat, and a few blood-colored bubbles were rising next to the chopsticks inserted into the throat.

"Old cannon!" Zhang Zhilong was anxious, picked up the copper pot that the black fat had just thrown and threw it at the middle-aged man, the corners of the man's mouth were lightly raised, and he raised his foot and threw the copper pot aside with a beautiful swing of his foot.

"Zhang Zhilong, I heard that you have studied martial arts at the foot of Shaomu Mountain for a few years?" The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Zhilong with contempt, "Let me show you what real martial arts are today." ”

With his left hand about to pull out the last chopstick, Zhang Zhilong stared at the middle-aged man and sneered: "If you want to kill, kill it, why do you talk so much nonsense? Even if Lao Tzu is dead, he will still be a good man after eighteen years!"

The middle-aged man said hello three times in a row, and was about to wave his hand to throw the last chopsticks, but he felt a cold wind behind him.

The middle-aged man turned around abruptly, subconsciously picked up a chopstick bucket and threw it at the sudden cold light, but who knew that the cold light turned sharply in the air, the chopstick bucket pounced, and the cold light flew outside the store again.

"Who? sneaky, what kind of hero?" The middle-aged man was shocked in his heart, he was definitely a master of the masters who could use the secret weapon to this extent.

It was pitch black outside the store, and even the street lights went out at some point, and in the dark night, it seemed that only the summer night breeze continued to pour into the store, and the heat wave was gusting.

The middle-aged man glanced at his subordinates, and immediately two of them rushed into the darkness outside with knives, and with two muffled snorts, there was no sound.

"Sixth, seventh!" The one with the knife shouted outside, but there was no response, so he had to look at the middle-aged man with a look of surprise, "The idea is piercing outside!"

The middle-aged man sneered: "What is sacred? Today's matter has nothing to do with Your Excellency, if you are just passing by, then please take care of yourself, he will have a generous gift in the future!"