Luo Wankun's burning great killing intent made Xia Lian quickly turn in the direction he rushed to, judging from Luo Wankun's hideous, even distorted expression, he had 100 hearts to kill Xia Lian. Xia Lian did not defend passively this time, but instead started hard and rushed towards Luo Wankun.

Both of them rushed towards each other with all their might, just like two rapidly impacting missiles, and when the two were about to collide, they jumped on the ground almost synchronously, but Luo Wankun used a punch, while Xia Lian used the inertia of the impact to make a flying knee hit.

With a bang, the two of them bounced off each other due to the reaction force after colliding, but Luo Wankun was like a broken kite, and the whole person instantly lost his balance, flew down diagonally, and his back fell heavily to the ground.

The muffled sound of the landing mixed with its low roar made people shiver, and the pained expression on his face and the movement of clutching his chest said it all.

And Xia Lian landed steadily, which formed a strong contrast with Luo Wankun. This made everyone's eyes widen and show a look of surprise.

In the eyes of these gangsters, Luo Wankun is an absolutely difficult character to mess with, and fighting fiercely and being black is synonymous with him, but today he is planted in the hands of Xia Lian, this seemingly unknown boy. But from this moment on, his deeds will definitely spread throughout the area and become a celebrity.

"I ...... Day...... You...... Mom......" Luo Wankun squeezed out the scolding language in pain, but his body seemed to be no longer obedient, and it seemed a little difficult to even get up.

"Kill him, kill him!" Luo Wankun shouted in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Go on, stab him to death!"

The gangsters under him looked at each other, obviously not daring to move the knife as he said, but still hugged Xia Lian with a steel pipe, Zhang Chong and the others immediately blocked in front of Xia Lian and fought with him.

Luo Wankun didn't know where to find the fruit knife before, and stabbed at Xia Lian with a howl. The reality is not like in the movie, a master can fight a dozen people with knives with his bare hands, the side with weapons is definitely better than the side with bare hands, for two people whose strength is not much different, victory is usually taken away by the side with knives, this is commonly known, no matter how high the kung fu is, he is also afraid of kitchen knives.

Unless, the two sides are not at the same level at all, for example, a gangster against a top special forces, even if the gangster has a knife, it will not help.

Seeing that the bright fruit knife attacked again, there were bursts of pain from the wound on Xia Lian's palm. He knew that in the face of a person with a knife, it was very risky to resist head-on with his bare hands, and if he was not careful, he would stab a vital point or blood vessel, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

So, Xia Lian quickly retreated, and when Luo Wankun was getting closer and closer to him, Xia Lian quickly picked up half of the brick on the ground and smashed it at Luo Wankun's face.

The brick hit Luo Wankun's face again, and his head was raised, and his body staggered forward. Zhang Chong, who was not far from the side, also saw the opportunity, and hit Luo Wankun's bayonet hand with a stick, and the fruit knife immediately came out of his hand. Xia Lian seized the opportunity again, rushed forward with an arrow step, and smashed two swing punches in Luo Wankun's face in a row.

These two punches were almost all of Xia Lian's strength, and he wanted to use this blow to completely settle this brawl. The moment Luo Wankun was punched, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, the sky was spinning, and he fell backwards without a struggle, unable to get up for a long time, which made his little brothers stunned, and looked at Luo Zhengkun who had fallen to the ground in surprise and looked in a trance.

"That's enough, it's you who will suffer if you fight again!" Zhang Chong held the steel pipe and shouted sarcastically to everyone present: "Take your eldest brother to the hospital to have a look!"

"Your vocational institute is here today to make a special trip to tie up with our sixth middle school, right!" Huang Xu stepped forward to help Luo Wankun and said unconvinced: "Okay, this matter is not over!" said that, with Luo Wankun and Huang Qiang and others who had not fully recovered, they left dejectedly.

"Dog-day-of-the-, I--ni-ma...... Lao Tzu will definitely kill you......" The injured Luo Wankun cursed loudly while struggling non-stop, but Huang Xu and the others who were holding him never let go, and almost forcibly carried him away. In fact, with his embarrassed appearance, even if he lets him go, he will not be able to win this group fight where the winner is already divided.

"Xia Lian!" After the crowd on the other side dispersed, Zhao Yujia ran out of the corner of the crowd of onlookers, ran to Xia Lian's side in three steps and two steps, anxiously grabbed his blood-covered palm and shouted: "How can this be, quickly, I'll take you to the infirmary!"

"No, I'm fine, just a little skin trauma. Xia Lian hurriedly stopped Zhao Yujia's actions, after all, there were so many people around, especially in the face of Song Zihao, such a scene was somewhat embarrassing.

However, Zhao Yujia didn't seem to care about anyone's eyes, and still grabbed Xia Lian's arm and said, "With so much blood, how can it be okay!"

"Okay, brother, I think you should go and bandage it, at least disinfect it!" Zhang Chong also persuaded: "There is a clinic near here, I'll take you there!"

Xia Lian looked at the blade he had grabbed, and at this time threw it in the palm of the bloodied hand, and nodded no longer rebuttal.

"Song Zihao, thank you so much today!" Xia Lian turned around and said politely to Song Zihao. Who knows, when Song Zihao saw Zhao Yujia rushing out, his face immediately sank.

Song Zihao nodded slightly, but his expression was not to accept an apology, and as if he was suppressing a wave of resentment, he glanced at Zhao Yujia obliquely, but Zhao Yujia on the side didn't look at him at all, let alone ask, it seemed that this person didn't exist at all.

He pursed his lips vigorously, leaned in front of Xia Lian, and whispered, "I hope, you will do what you say!" After speaking, he waved his hand and left with a group of his little brothers.

Xia Lian looked at his back with a complicated expression, and another voice in his head quickly popped up.

"Tell you not to do this, it's embarrassing now!"

"How did I know this would happen!"

"I just said don't ask that Song Zihao for help, you don't listen. ”

"Don't talk about it, stop for a while, it's at least better now than if you were beaten alone. ”

"Aren't you afraid that person will trouble us next......?"

When the two voices in his head were arguing fiercely, Zhao Yujia pulled his arm hard, interrupting his thoughts.

"Didn't you tell you not to ask that person for help? Why didn't you listen to me?!" Zhao Yujia said angrily: "Did you promise him anything? Or did he threaten you?"

"Neither. Xia Lian shook his head, if Zhao Yujia knew the ins and outs of the matter, he would definitely not forgive him.

"What's that? tell me!" Zhao Yujia continued to question.

"Alas, it's nothing, you, don't ask!" Xia Lian said with some stumbling. Zhao Yujia seemed to see something, and continued to ask: "If you don't tell me, don't talk to me in the future!" said and angrily pushed away Xia Lian's hand.