Next, Yu Zhijun and Ye Jianghe, you and me, until they threw away all the money in their arms.

The audience was really boiling.

Ye Jianghe smashed the last dozen money in the middle of the table of the Eight Immortals, and said weakly: "I have no money, open!"

"You wait to kill yourself. I'm a leopard with a K-prefix. Yu Zhijun showed his cards, "See clearly, you show me clearly!"

"You also showed me clearly, my leopard with a prefix A!"

"How is that possible?" Yu Zhijun sat on a high stool.

The silly forks were all dumbfounded.

……

Five minutes later, the gambling nest. The gamblers have withdrawn, and Yu Zhijun and a few bastards are still studying.

"How could there be such a thing?" Yu Zhijun was like a deflated ball.

"Grandma's, rolled us up for six or seven thousand yuan. A bastard said.

"How can you have such good luck?" said another bastard.

"It's not just a matter of luck, that guy is very mentally good. Another bastard said.

"No, Zhijun is not right! there is a problem!" a bastard suddenly cried out.

"What's wrong?" asked Yu Zhijun.

"How can there be two aces of spades? Fuck, it's out of the fuck! Those two B's are in the same group!"

"Then what are you hesitating about, get me a guy!"

……

Ye Jianghe took off his shirt and pocketed the money, and ran to Jiangcun Station when he got out.

And Ye Jianghe walked out of the door of the gambling den with his front foot, and Hong Zhiwei followed with his back foot.

Less than a hundred meters behind them, four or five people chased after them.

"Fucking stop me!"

"Don't run!"

"Don't fucking run!"

“……！”

Ye Jianghe asked in surprise as he ran, "Why did you chase it out so quickly?"

"They must have found out that the A suit I gave you was wrong!"

"You're asking for our lives!" Ye Jianghe cursed.

They ran to the side of the car, clanged the door open, and the two men sat in the cab almost at the same time.

Ye Jianghe started the engine, but the worst thing was that the engine only moved twice, and it couldn't start at all.

"What's going on?" asked Hong-Zhiwei.

"I can't afford to fire. Ye Jianghe's face was sweating.

"Holy. ”

Yu Zhijun was the first to catch up, and the kitchen knife slashed directly at the door frame of the passenger cab.

"Fuck me and leave the money!"

Hong Zhiwei quickly withdrew the hand that was placed on the door frame, if Yu Zhijun didn't cut it off, then this palm would not belong to him. When Yu Zhijun approached again, he suddenly opened the door hard, slammed Yu Zhijun's side, and then punched Yu Zhijun out of the glassless door frame.

Yu Zhijun shrank up in pain.

The few people behind chased after him with knives in their hands, and Hong Zhiwei hurriedly returned to the passenger cab and urged: "Brother Ye, if you don't start again, we will really be heroic." ”

"I'm ......" Ye Jianghe didn't finish speaking, and the engine of the car continued to shake happily.

Ye Jianghe hung up the gear twice, and with one foot of the accelerator, the car rushed out, directly knocking a bastard who was flashing slowly into the air.

But the two bastards who dodged away were by no means idle, and threw the kitchen knife in their hands out.

Hearing a pop, a kitchen knife got into the cab and chopped on Ye Jianghe's left arm, and blood flowed down his arm.

"Brother Ye, you have seen blood!" Hong Zhiwei exclaimed.

"Damn, scare them!"

"Good Ratcha!"

Ye Jianghe braked, the car creaked to a stop, and when the two bastards rushed to the side of the car, they suddenly pushed the car door, got out of the car and slashed at the person with a kitchen knife.

The two men fell to the ground screaming.

Yu Zhijun and the other two were momentarily stunned.

Because they haven't seen such an occasion yet.

And Ye Jianghe and Hong Zhiwei didn't say a word, rushed up and picked up the kitchen knife and cut it.

Ye Jianghe singled Yu Zhijun. Hong-Zhiwei is scared of two.

Cheng Biting Jin had three axes in the fight, but Ye Jianghe only had one axe. Whether he is empty-handed, holding a stick or a kitchen knife, he pays attention to it, but it is fatal. For the opponent's attack, he can dodge his umbrella, and if he can't dodge, he simply doesn't dodge, in order to hit the opponent hard.

People who are not familiar with his style of play often suffer. This is also the main reason why he can become a deputy gang leader even though he is a weak person in appearance.

Yu Zhijun was doomed to suffer a loss.

Yu Zhijun slashed at Ye Jianghe's shoulder blade, and Ye Jianghe slashed at his face.

The two of Hong Zhiwei, one with his bare hands (the knife flew into the Santana cab) and the other with a knife, were cut to the ground by Hong Zhiwei in just a few seconds.

The reason is that these little bastards in Jiang Village make knives for two or three days, and they are still weak when they see blood, while Ye Jianghe and the two of them don't know how many times they have done real knives and guns, and they have very practical combat experience.

After all, it's a big place.

Ye Jianghe picked up Yu Zhijun, who was lying on the ground covering his face and screaming, "Do you still want money?"

"Fuck you. ”

"If you deceive, you won't allow me to deceive?

"Let's go, Brother Ye. Hong Zhiwei persuaded.

"If Lao Tzu is in a bad mood, I will let you go directly to the king of Hades!" Ye Jianghe let go of Yu Zhijun and walked to break Santana.

……

Almost half an hour later, Jiang Xiaoquan, who learned the news, hurried to the township hospital.

There were four or five lying in the ward, and there was no doubt that Yu Zhijun's injuries were the most serious. His palate, the bridge of his nose, and his right eye were all injured to varying degrees. The old doctor was busy cleaning their wounds.

"What the hell happened?" Seeing this tragic situation, Jiang Xiaoquan could no longer be elegant.

"Two outsiders are coming to collect money!" said a young man with a knife wound in the leg. Zhijun took their way. ”

"How much money did you roll in?"

"Six or seven thousand. ”

"Damn, how did you get hurt?" Jiang Xiaoquan was really speechless.

"We found out that we were going after them," said one of the older men, "and we didn't want them to be so cruel and brutal that they would take down all five of us." ”

"Brother Quan, they use the same knives as us. Another added.

"How did they get there?" Jiang Xiaoquan asked.

"Drive a broken Santana. "The first little young man said. "I also heard the young man call the old brother Ye. ”

"Brother Ye, broken Santana, kitchen knife," Jiang Xiaoquan fell into thought, "Is the person called Brother Ye skinny, woman-like?"

"Yes. ”

"The facial features are very exquisite. The slightly older one added.

"Ye Jianghe, it stands to reason that he wouldn't be, how could he go to Jiang Village to collect money?" Jiang Xiaoquan muttered, "Is there any other accurate news?"

The crowd was silent.

"Why can't you teach it?" Jiang Xiaoquan was angry and anxious, "The money was swept away, and the people were cut down, but they didn't know what the people were coming from, so you guys are so foolish?"

"I have a solution, Brother Quan," said the slightly older man, "and we'll go find the one who brought them." They must know where these people come from. ”

"You're really a pig's head," Jiang Xiaoquan scolded, "They will tell the people who took them that they are Zhang San and Li Si? Forget it, leave this matter to me to investigate, and you can recuperate with peace of mind." This time, my face was really embarrassed. ”

……

On a mechanized road about five kilometers from Jiang Village, the broken Santana of the Yejiang River is parked there.

"Count, Brother Ye, it's six thousand six hundred and six. "*Great.

"Wow, there are so six, now our brothers don't have to worry about spending money. ”

"Is your hand really okay?" Hong-Zhiwei said again.

"There's a fart problem, the bleeding has stopped. Sleep well, and then go to the hammer at two o'clock. ”