After so many years of mixed dialects, I have never encountered this situation after so many fights, and I don't know what to do all of a sudden.

The boss didn't speak, and the younger brothers were waiting behind.

So the forty big men with sticks surrounded the two masters and a young man and watched them play chess.

A rare scene in the world.

In the end, the two masters couldn't stand this battle and left early.

Seeing the two masters slipping away with the chessboard, Chen Xing sighed, the first half of the game of chess was played well, and when he was messed up by this group of people, the uncle on the other side was obviously panicked, and he left after losing casually.

Chen Xing stood up and glanced at Fang Yan, "Let's go." With that, he walked straight to the old warehouse.

The group of people who looked at the dialect were a little dumbfounded, and these two old men were really not the helpers he called.

The two groups finally met in an abandoned factory, one group of forty men with sticks, and the other group of people with only one junior high school student.

"Are you really alone?" Fang Yan looked at Chen Xing alone, still wearing a school uniform, not even a stick, and he didn't want to look like a knife on his body.

"Yes. "Chen Xing didn't plan to call anyone. In fact, he didn't have much interest in this fight, and he was definitely going to open that stall. As for whether this fight is won or not, it doesn't make much difference to him.

If you win, you won, and if you lose, it's normal, what's wrong with being beaten, isn't it a shame that one person can't beat forty people.

Hearing that Chen Xing only had one person dialect, he felt a little surprised, but also felt reassured, these forty people can't beat a hairy boy.

"Seeing that you are still a man, how about you come over and let me slap you twice, and then expose my stomach and let me punch it? Fang Yan felt that he was already very sincere.

"No one told you that you talk stupidly?" Chen Xing was a little curious.

"You fucking toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame me for being ruthless, brothers give me a beat!"

Chen Xing put on that standard boxing posture again, his eyes were like a clear pool, and there were not too many waves.

On the street of Dagu, two uncles walked out of nearly fifty meters with a chessboard and two stools, and when they looked back, they found that the group of people just now had disappeared.

"Or, a few more plates?" The uncle who let Chen Xing take the seat just now looked at the whole plate, although it was a hasty thing in the back, but he still saw a little something, and felt that his strength had grown a little, and he could fight.

"Okay. The other man looked back again and made sure that the group of murderous people on the street who were looking towards the sticks were gone, so he found a place to set up a chessboard, and the two fought again.

Just as the two of them were in the middle of the killing, they suddenly found that the sunlight above their heads had dimmed, and the two uncles who felt strange raised their heads and found that there was another group of people standing in front of them.

It's completely different from the group just now, this group of people is all young people, and they look like junior high school students, high school students, etc. The same thing is that they are also holding sticks in their hands, and their faces are full of murderous aura, especially the girl who took the lead, this murderous aura is about to overflow.

"Uncle, did you see someone enter that abandoned factory?" Yang Ling didn't talk much nonsense, and asked her what she wanted to know the most.

"Yes, I see, a large group of people, and a young man who was playing chess with us, was called by a group of people. "Uncle thinks it may be that today is not suitable for chess.

Hearing what the uncle said, Yang Ling's expression became even colder, and the uncle in the summer felt a cold sweat on his back.

Yang Ling walked directly towards the abandoned factory, and a large group of students with sticks followed closely behind him, which was more than the group of people the two masters had just seen.

"Old Li Tou, why don't you forget it today?" an old man looked embarrassed and suggested.

"Forget it, I almost won, alas. Watching Chen Xing play a game of chess, the uncle who thought he had learned a lot lamented.

"You're talking nonsense. ”

"Spend so many words, whole chess pieces!. ”

Yang Ling knew where the abandoned factory was, and came directly to the entrance of the factory, at this time in front of her, the rusty iron door of the abandoned factory was closed, Yang Ling put the iron rod in his hand into the arms of Ah Biao behind him, and directly pulled the iron door open.

The rusty iron door made a heavy metal grinding sound as it moved, and the iron door opened, and the light followed the iron door into the long-abandoned factory, where the dust in the air could be clearly seen.

Through the dust flying in the air, Yang Ling saw the group of people, and her eyes were only focused on one of those people, the young man in the school uniform - Chen Xing.

There were many people lying on the ground next to Chen Xing, these people were rolling on the ground and wailing, and Chen Xing's appearance did not look so relaxed, his clothes were dirty, there were many marks of being hit by sticks, and a fist clenched in front of him was still bleeding, and blood dripped from his clenched fist to the ground.

Even he was hit with a stick on his face, some of his skin was broken and oozing blood, only the look in his eyes was no different from the Chen Xing she usually saw. Not much anger, not much pain, just serious, like he was taking the fight very seriously.

In fact, Chen Xing is very serious, he is working hard to implement all the things learned at the fourth level of boxing skills into actual combat, every dodge, every punch, he is thinking, making decisions, how to dodge the opponent's heavy blows, and how to fight back in order to achieve results.

You stupid, why do you have such an expression when you fight! Yang Ling was angry and anxious.

There was a circle of people around Chen Xing, holding iron rods or wooden sticks, and they all looked eager to try, wanting to take the stick and smack Chen Xing's body.

"Kill them for me!!" Yang Ling took the iron rod back from Ah Biao's arms, the hand holding the iron rod turned blue hard, and he was the first to walk towards Chen Xing.

"them!" Ah Biao was also shocked by the scene in front of him, but quickly recovered, and should be with Yang Ling.

A group of students poured in from the gate of the abandoned factory, and Yang Ling called eighty people this time with a death order, and this crowd was not small.

"Damn. Seeing that the iron door was opened and so many people poured in, Ah Feng was a little panicked. "What's the situation with the eldest brother?"

There are more than forty of them, and Chen Xingdu has been around several times, so naturally he doesn't need to make a move from the big brother Fang Yan, Fang Yan is standing aside at the moment, and he also saw the crowd pouring in from the iron gate, this person has more than he brings!

Fang Yan looked at his brothers, and found that his brothers' faces were a little panicked, dealing with Chen Xing alone, so many brothers had not been cleaned up, and now so many students came, the army's heart was shaken!!

Fang Yan gritted his teeth, and if he didn't work at this time, he had to hold on, "It's all a group of students, hairy boys, I'm afraid of a few, give Lao Tzu a beating!!"

"You're not afraid, students, what about us?" a cheerful male voice echoed in the abandoned factory. Following the influx of students into the factory, another group of people appeared at the iron gate.

This group of people is a little special, some people still wear hats on their heads, the hats say "safety first", the clothes are also tattered, and basically there are cement hanging, and the things in their hands are not as unified as the previous two groups of people, they are all wooden sticks or iron rods, some of these people are holding shovels, some are holding wrenches, and some simply take thick steel bars.

And the man who stood at the front and said the words that echoed in the abandoned factory was Luo Tian, at this time he was holding an iron rod in his hand and looked at Fang Yan with a fierce face.

"Luo Tian, how can this guy take care of this?" Fang Yan really couldn't hold it on his face now, Luo Tian's name was still quite famous in Hong Kong City, and he looked at Chen Xing who was surrounded by the people he brought in the center, this Chen Xing, who looked a little embarrassed by him, actually attracted so many people.

Why are you doing this, if you just bring these people over, will I still beat you? I'll just have a chat with you for a while. And you play like this, the dialect kind of wants to cry.

The Great War has only begun now, but the end has long been decided.

The people of the tongue were beaten severely.

"Brother Xing, I was wrong, I don't know Taishan with eyes, don't be angry. Fang Yan bowed to Chen Xing like a bitter melon, covering his stomach with both hands, and there was another fist mark on his stomach, which hurt very much.

"Ah Xing, what to do?" Luo Tian grabbed Chen Xing's arm with one hand and put the iron rod on his shoulder with the other, he hadn't fought this kind of group fight for a long time, and today he was familiar with it again.