The old man suddenly went crazy, and the two kitchen knives flashed coldly and scared people to death. I peed all of a sudden, so unlucky?

The red-haired guys were still in the dark, so I ran away: "Look at the fart, look, run." I rushed out first, and several of them quickly followed, and the old man chased after me with a black head and a black face: "Don't you want to find me to be a cook? ”

He was full of energy, but he was lame so he couldn't run fast, which was thankful that we were able to get out in time. ran out and stepped on the motorcycle and hurried for a walk, the old man chased after him, and if he caught him, he would be stabbed to death.

We rushed away, and after a short time got rid of him, I wiped a cold sweat, and the red hair was still in a daze: "Why did he suddenly cut people?" I scolded him: "It's not that you have found the wrong person, you can't want him, I can't guarantee that I will die under his knife one day." ”

Hongmao was puzzled and depressed: "How did I know that he was so violent, the guests affectionately called him the old knife lame, he should be a kind old grandfather." ”

Have you ever seen a kind old man called an old lame man? I rolled my eyes and walked away, saying leave him alone, you can find another cook. The red hair had to nod his head, sighing that it was a pity.

I didn't mess around with him anymore, and drove directly to the pig farm on my motorcycle. When the deputy factory director saw me coming, he smiled: "I thought you wouldn't come to dig dung, after all, you are the boss of Changfeng Street." ”

I shrunk my head: "How is it possible, people are just a little second." He pointed at me, smiling and shaking his head. I turned around and asked, "I met an old man just now, he has a scar on his face and a lame leg......"

The deputy director's face changed, and his smile disappeared immediately. I looked at the words, and he suddenly sighed, "Hey, he's still alive." "I said that he lived a good life, and he was hidden in the city, and he opened a restaurant to stir-fry.

The deputy director had deep eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. But he didn't ask where the old knife cripple was, and seemed to have no intention of seeing him.

I thought that their relationship might not be as simple as enemies, and I didn't want to ask, be a quiet dung boy.

The deputy director seems to be mentally unstable this day, he is not obscene, even the old sow is not peeping, just sitting at the door of the house to look at the sky and the earth, and then smoking and scratching his legs, looking lonely from time to time.

Later, when I left, he still hadn't recovered, and he didn't seem to know I was gone. I shook my head and didn't care, after all, it was his private business.

I'll go to Changfeng Street, and Changfeng Street is still hot tonight. Every time I see people coming and going, I feel happy, and there are so many oceans moving around.

Then I shrank my gaze, and there was a lame man in the ocean who was walking around, still looking around.

I was immediately frightened, and when I turned around and squatted on the side of the street, Mamma Mia, the old lame man actually came. I sighed to myself, this won't kill me.

I sneaked behind the stall, and the old lame man seemed to have just come to Changfeng Street, and when he caught someone, he asked, "Do you see a young man?" ”

People say that there are a lot of young people in their twenties here, who are you looking for? The old knife cripple thought about it and said to find a red hair, and the others immediately pointed to the Malatang stall.

The old knife was lame, and I was suddenly frightened and paralyzed. I hunched over and pulled the red hair: "The old man is here, quickly squat down." ”

He was so frightened that he let out a fart, I covered my nose and pulled him, he squatted down busily, and both of them hid behind the spicy hot stall, attracting the attention of others.

The old knife cripple had already come, his eyes scanning the people here sharply. I didn't dare to catch my breath, but I didn't move. I poked the red hair: "Stick your head out and take a look." ”

The red hair was unwilling, so he twisted with me, and I poked his balls: "Hurry up." He had no choice but to stretch out his head, and only heard a loud sound, like a long sword unsheathed, and a kitchen knife immediately set up on the neck of the red hair.

I was so frightened that I stood up and ran, and the old lame man sneered: "Run, I have time to catch you." ”

I won't run, I can't worry all day. I turned around and sneered: "Uncle, you misunderstood, in fact, I don't know any old Liu ......"

His scars were twitching: "Where is Lao Liu?" I shook my head: "How do I know." He pushed the red hair away, and turned the kitchen knife into the sleeve with a twist of his wrist: "I don't embarrass the junior, but don't blame me if you don't obey." ”

I just made a straight face: "Then you go to him yourself, I said that he raised pigs in the north of the city, and it is useless for you to force me." ”

His old face was even more cold: "Call him over!" He was very gangster, some gangsters came to watch, and the red hair hurriedly kicked people away, so as not to be cut off.

I don't want to betray the deputy factory director, but this plague god is too powerful, how can I get rid of him. I groaned bitterly, and the old knife crippled two steps closer, and my hand grasped the hilt again.

I hurriedly backed away, but he ignored me and stared through the crowd at one place. Now that the lights are on, there are many pedestrians, and the lights in the distance are relatively dim, so I look back and see nothing.

But the old lame man went straight to that side, clutching the hilt of the knife with his palm. I breathed a sigh of relief, and the red-haired asked me how I was, and I said to follow and have a look, and a few people followed cautiously.

The old knife and the lame man passed directly through the pedestrians, and the passers-by consciously got out of the way when they saw that he looked terrible. Later, he finally stopped, and I took a closer look, and the deputy factory director was actually squatting on the side of the road eating barbecue.

What are the two old men going to do? I don't know what they're going to do. I just watched from behind, and the deputy director looked up and smiled: "Cripple, long time no see." ”

The old knife lame's body trembled slightly, and his palms were bulging with green tendons, and the kitchen knife was pinched to death by him.

"I don't want to hurt the innocent. Finally he said this, and crossed the side of the street to the alley inside. The deputy director let out a hot breath and got up to follow.

A few of us sneaked around at the entrance of the alley to look inside, but unfortunately the light did not shine into the alley, and the alley was very dark, and we could only see the two old men looking at each other.

The old lame man grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, while the deputy director hung his hands, his slightly rickety back was already straight, and the momentum of the two of them was like a lion.

The red hair swallowed his saliva: "Why don't you fight yet." "I shushhhh Then the old knife lame pulled out the kitchen knife suddenly, and the deputy factory director moved his right leg and turned sideways slightly, like a vigilant leopard.

The old knife cripple did not attack, his hand holding the handle of the knife quickly lifted up and then released, the two kitchen knives actually spun around, and when he grabbed it again, the knife was on his back.

"Don't worry, I won't hack you to death. He said coldly, and the deputy director sighed very lightly: "Come on." ”

But in the blink of an eye, the dark alley immediately sounded the sound of depressed footsteps, the old knife lame like a tiger rushing straight down the mountain, the kitchen knife in his hand flashed a few cold flashes, the left knife cut the neck, the right knife cut the head, the deputy factory director immediately avoided it.

My eyes widened, the speed of the old knife cripple is not fast, but the speed in his hand is simply dick, if I slash me like this, I don't think I will have time to react.

But the deputy director is not a mediocre hand, he avoids the inevitable but does not retreat but advances, both hands and chicken feet directly grasp the shoulder joint of the old knife lame, we did not see what the situation is to see the old knife lame hand has no strength, the kitchen knife is a few centimeters away from the deputy director's head tilted, the deputy director took the opportunity to retreat sharply, and opened the distance again.

The two of them have already finished fighting, and we don't understand much, we just don't know how to feel.

The old knife cripple attacked again at this time, and the two kitchen knives were raised high at the same time, making a gesture of chopping pork: "You still haven't grown up after so many years, see if you can withstand it!"

We didn't dare to breathe, and watched as the deputy director leaned lightly against the wall with one foot, as if he needed a support.

Then in the blink of an eye, the old lame man's double knives slashed straight over, waving with a hunting sound, and he seemed to be completely undefensive, slashing the deputy director with the back of his knife.

The red hair licked the corners of his mouth: "I will do this too, blind cut." "I ignored him, it couldn't be a hack.

Sure enough, the two kitchen knives were cut down, and the deputy factory director took a step back, twisting his hands hard to grab the two knives, but the old knife was swinging faster and faster, and the sound of cutting through the air could be heard.

I was secretly surprised, although there is no move at all, but the speed and strength are absolutely surprising, the so-called kung fu is not about speed and strength.

The deputy director was stunned that he couldn't catch the kitchen knife, and retreated, and finally he seemed to be on fire, and took a step forward, and the back of the old lame knife was split on his shoulder, and it seemed that even the bones were broken.

The deputy director snorted painfully, slammed his hand, and finally grabbed one of the old lame man's hands, broke it fiercely, and then saw that the kitchen knife was already in his hand.