Although Zhou Guanglong looks open-minded and easy-going, it does not mean that he is a careless person. He knows a little bit about the relationship between Wu Gan and Shen Tianze, so can he not be prepared at all when he comes to Myanmar? You have a friend of others, in case Shen Tianze turns his face and detains you here, isn't it stupid?

Therefore, Zhou Guanglong came with not only three bodyguards who followed him this time, but more than a dozen people. But the helpless thing is that the Crown Hotel does not allow him to bring guns, and it is useless to follow so many people upstairs around him, and let Fu Zhisong see the scene of him hugging back and forth, it is easy for people to think that he has no confidence and is timid, so his remaining brothers were originally waiting outside. But what is uncomfortable now is that just now in the private room of the crown, Zhou Canhui talked to those people on the phone, saying that there was no problem here, and the people who were originally waiting downstairs drove back to the hotel as soon as they heard that it was okay.

At this moment, it was considered to have killed Zhou Guanglong, and nine knife hands suddenly appeared, and a bodyguard was hacked to death on the street, and everyone was caught off guard.

After Zhou Guanglong finished the call, he stepped into the snack street, and the two bodyguards fought with their bare hands.

Entrance to Snack Street.

Zhou Canhui didn't care about the life or death of the bodyguards at all, and rushed into the crowd like a wolf dog, and ran away.

Although the two bodyguards have all served as soldiers and have good physical fitness, they are also invincible with two fists and four hands in the end. Oh no, it was four punches that were hard to beat nine machetes, and it didn't take long for the opponent to fall down on the street.

"Regardless of them, chase Zhou Guanglong!" The scarred strong man carried a knife, followed by two people, and rushed into the crowd with a sharp movement, and after raising his head to lock on Zhou Guanglong, he pounced with murderous eyes.

"Fuck!"

Zhou Guanglong glanced back at the scarred strong man, and seeing that the other party was about to catch up, he picked up a chair and threw it indiscriminately.

"Bang!"

The scarred strong man raised his leg and swept it, kicked the chair away, and slashed it down, heading straight for Zhou Guanglong's face.

"Stomp!"

Just when Zhou Guanglong was facing the three knife hands and fell into absolute danger, Liu Pengju rushed up with explosive power, grabbed the iron trough with charcoal fire on the roadside barbecue stall with both hands, and suddenly slashed horizontally.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the right side of the leading strong man was swept by the stove, and most of the charcoal fire inside flew out, instantly making him three or four steps back.

Immediately after, the companion on the left side of the scarred strong man slashed at Liu Pengju's neck with a single sword.

At this time, the classic picture appeared, Liu Pengju actually looked like he had long eyes in the back of his head, reacted very quickly and took two steps back, and stepped directly on the chair on the side of the road.

The knife hand was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Liu Pengju to react so quickly with an iron trough more than one meter long.

"Bang!!"

Liu Peng didn't talk much, his hands were ruthless, and after jumping on the chair with his legs, he smashed the groove of the flame with his arms directly on the head of the knife hand.

"Ahh

The knife hand screamed in an instant, white smoke instantly rose from his face and hair, and the remaining coals in the iron trough were almost all buckled on his body.

"Bang, bang!"

Liu Pengju stood on the chair and smashed the knife hand on the head three times, and the other party fell to the ground. Then he threw away the iron trough and smashed back a knife hand that came up on his right, jumped to the ground with his body dexterously, stepped on the arm of the smoking man with his left foot, and bent down to pick up his knife.

At this time, Liu Pengju's hands and arms were burned by the red iron trough and charcoal fire. But he didn't have time to cry out in pain at the moment, so he carried the knife and stepped forward to meet the several swordsmen who rushed up behind him.

There is no martial art in street fights, let alone knife skills, only skill, reflexes, and courage.

And Liu Pengju obviously accounted for all three. His brawling skills are very practical, there are no bells and whistles, just a sideways step to dodge, or a step up, and a knife when he sees an opportunity to run to the vital point. But just these few actions are not something that ordinary people can master. His reflexes and brawling skills are a bit like those honed by professional training and often fighting on the streets.

A dozen five or six people, Liu Pengju didn't take a knife for about ten seconds.

A person on the left stepped forward, Liu Peng raised a sideways step to dodge, and after the opponent cut the air, he kicked his right leg on the opponent's knee socket. The latter staggered forward, and with a horizontal slash, he slashed directly at the other man's face, the edge of which was no more than a finger thick from his eyes.

"Fuck you!"

The scarred strong man scolded angrily and swung his knife continuously at Liu Pengju.

Liu Pengju kept retreating to dodge.

"Smack!"

After the scarred strong man took four or five steps forward, his right foot hooked a stool leg, and he directly picked up the stool and smashed it towards Liu Pengju.

"Bang!"

Liu Pengju put his arm on it, and his pace suddenly became chaotic.

"Poof!"

The scarred strong man slashed at Liu Pengju's shoulder with a knife, but the latter's left hand also grabbed the back of his knife extremely quickly, and the right hand directly cut open the scarred man's chin shell.

"Kang!"

Just when the two were fighting, one of the knifemen suddenly opened fire, and it collapsed directly on Liu Pengju's leg.

No matter how good a person is, you can't do it with a knife and a gun, so Liu Peng, who was caught off guard, was thrown to the ground with a shot, and his thigh was bleeding.

"Li Scar, leave him alone, chase Zhou Guanglong!" the knife hand with the gun gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Brush!"

At this moment, Zhou Guanglong, who had taken off his suit, suddenly rushed out from the side, holding two kitchen knives, and slashed at the knife hand's arm extremely violently.

The knife hand was stunned, and he was about to retreat.

"Fuck you, just a few of you still want to fuck me Lao Zhou?!"

At this moment, Zhou Guanglong's anger that had been crawling on the rivers and lakes for decades suddenly burst out, holding a kitchen knife in both hands, and slashing several times at the opponent's arm holding a gun.

Who is Zhou Guanglong?

In the 80s, the gun ban in China was not so serious, and the public order situation was much worse than it is now. So when Zhou Guanglong helped his family grab business, he really didn't know how many people were lying down and how many competitors he had beaten away.

The eldest brother is old, and his courage is still there!

These uncles and uncles who helped the family lay down the country don't know how many times stronger than Zhou Canhui, a little cub who was born lying on the golden mountain.

Inside the snack street.

Zhou Guanglong cut down the other party, and just as he wanted to grab the gun, he heard a terrible exclamation not far away: "Uncle, save me!"

"Poof!"

As soon as Zhou Guanglong turned his head, he saw Zhou Canhui being slashed under the neck with a knife.

Time stood still, and Zhou Guanglong's eye beads turned red as soon as he brushed it.

"Hyperactive!"

At the same time, a burst of gunfire erupted, and the hotel brothers arrived.