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The two people watched him walk over slowly, Zhang Xingming twisted his neck, these two are not easy to deal with, they are seedlings, they are always fighting, and they are experienced, if they rush over while scolding, they are easy to do.

Accidents always happen unexpectedly, these two buddies walked a few steps, and before they reached Zhang Xingming, the masked man who couldn't move just now suddenly burst out from between them, and a cold dagger in his hand stabbed straight into Zhang Xingming's stomach.

Zhou Tianying screamed, and Chen Zisheng only had time to shout: "I'm careful." ”

Zhang Xingming was also startled, twisted his body, the dagger slashed from his waist, and opened his shirt with a big hole, and he didn't know if there were scratches on his body, he didn't have time to look at it, his body was bent down, his right hand dragged under the buddy's stomach, and with his own momentum, he threw him out.

The young man was thrown three or four meters away, which shows how hard he used this time, Zhang Xingming also stumbled a few times and sat down on the ground, fell on his feet, and almost fell to the ground. This is the biggest loss he has suffered since he was a child in his life.

The waist made a force to sit down, reached out to the waist and touched it, there was only a little blood mark, fortunately, it may have broken a little skin, so I was afraid and broke a cold sweat.

The two young men who were coming over were also stunned, and at this time they sped up and rushed to this side, Chen Zisheng and another boy from the third year of junior high school greeted them, and the four of them fought together without saying a word.

The boy's physical fitness is not good, and he took a few hits when he went up, and it was obvious that he couldn't beat the other party, and he was four or five years old.

Chen Zisheng is from the sports team, tall and tall, he went up and slapped the opponent in the face, and then kicked the opponent in the chest, kicking the opponent several steps back, and his nose was bleeding.

Fighting is not a matter of hard resistance, generally experienced people always hit the center of the face first, and if this piece is hit, the combat effectiveness will drop by at least half within five minutes.

Chen Zisheng repelled the one in front of him, and punched another young man in the eye socket, saving the junior high school boy who was pressed and beaten, the boy was not in good health, but he was not slow to react, and he took advantage of the opponent's eye socket to retreat, and rushed up to be the king of eight punches all the way, which was also considered to be back to the basics.

Zhang Xingming stood up as soon as he propped up the ground, and just wanted to go up to help, when he saw the nose bleeding, he reached out and pulled out a dagger from his waist, wiped the nosebleed with his sleeve, glanced at the red cuffs, and his eyes became sharp.

Zhang Xingming immediately took a few steps back and retreated to Zhou Tianying's side, Zhou Tianying asked, "Did you stab it?" ”

"It's fine. Zhang Xingming reached out and quickly took out a pistol from the bag she was carrying on her body, and loaded it with a click.

The one with the knife had already walked in front of Chen Zisheng, Zhang Xingming rushed over, kicked the eye socket and staggered, blocked in front of Chen Zisheng and the junior high school boy, raised the pistol and shouted at the young man with a dagger: "Throw the knife, kneel down with your head in your hands, quickly." Three numbers. One, two. ”

The buddy stood up all of a sudden, looked at Zhang Xingming, raised the knife to his waist, and didn't know what to do.

The one who was kicked didn't stand up straight, and bent over to the side.

The people who were watching the excitement on the side suddenly ran to a clear light, and they all ran more than ten meters away, talking from afar.

In the early 80s, gun control was not as strict as that of later generations, and there were many guns scattered among the people during the big movement, and they could be bought in high-pressure air gun stores, as well as five-shot guns, single guns, single and double-barreled shotguns, and there were quite a lot of people with guns at home.

Zhou Tianying looked at Zhang Xingming with his mouth open in surprise, and Chen Zisheng was also stunned. To be honest, except for Zhang Xingming, the people present at this time were all in a state of confusion, fights are very common, knives are also common, and guns are not common, but they are not new.

But it's obviously a few middle school students, and they suddenly pull out their guns while fighting, which is a bit mysterious.

"Put down the knife and get down on your knees. Zhang Xingming shouted at the two brothers again. The two brothers raised their hands and squatted hesitantly, but they didn't kneel down, they had seen and played with guns, and they could see the real and fake guns at a glance under the sun.

The buddy with the knife hadn't gotten up yet, lying on the ground, and the knife was thrown far away.

Only the last young man, who has not moved his hand, is also the farthest, at this time look at this side, look at that side, and do not know at all whether he should run or go over to squat with him, or go to help that.

Zhang Xingming pointed a gun at him and said, "You, go and help him over and squat together." ”

The buddy walked over cautiously while watching his brother Zhang Xingming, and it took a lot of effort to help the young man up, and even dragged him to this side, and put it in front of the two buddies, and he also squatted down beside them.

Zhang Xingming said: "Lao Chen, do you have a handkerchief on your body?"

Chen Zisheng nodded and said, "Yes, Gaha?"

"Go and pick up the knife, take the handkerchief, and don't touch it with your hands. Zhang Xingming pointed to the dagger that injured him.

Chen Zisheng looked a little excited, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and ran over, covered the handkerchief with the knife, picked it up, and walked back to Zhang Xingming while wrapping it.

Zhang Xingming said again: "Tianying, there is a security department in the park, go and call people, just in the building next to the plane." ”

Zhou Tianying agreed, turned around and walked outside the roller skating rink, and just after taking two steps, he heard the onlookers say: "It's coming, it's coming, the security department is here, this time it's lively." ”

"Why does this kid still have a gun? This is available, and he can't be sentenced to ten or eight years? ”

"That's not necessarily, these boys haven't been in this area for a day or two, they have already registered (there is a case record in the police station), and they have also used knives. ”

"That's a gun, it's hard to say, it's a big deal. "In the eyes of the Northeasterners, fighting is a trivial matter.

There are many enthusiastic people in the Northeast, and it seems that someone went to the security department as soon as the fight started just now.

The two policemen from the security department hurriedly walked over, and as soon as they entered the roller skating rink, they were stunned: Nima, what's the situation, why do you still have a gun, my eldest sister didn't say anything about using the gun just now.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both slowed down, feeling a little difficult to ride a tiger.

Zhou Tianying shouted: "Zhang Xingming, the security department is here." ”

Zhang Xingming turned his head and glanced at it, and said, "Two, I'm from the city bureau, are you handcuffed?"

The two listened to Zhang Xingming's words, and looked at each other again, although it was a little unbelievable, but it was not easy to say anything in this public, and the tall one said: "What is the situation?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Playing hooligans, provoking Douou, and hurting people with knives, all those who were insulted and injured were junior high school students. As he spoke, he put down the gun, took his bag from Zhou Tianying, unloaded the gun and received it in the bag, and took out the documents and handed them to the policeman.

The tall policeman took it and opened it to take a look, sure enough, it was the certificate of the city bureau, the special consultant, and I don't know what position it is, anyway, it is a cadre, Director Li's handwriting is too easy to recognize, and this year, no one dares to pretend to be a police officer in front of the police.

During this period, the security departments of all industrial and mining enterprises were real policemen, and they were all borrowed, and after entering the 90s, they slowly became internal employees of the nature of security.