"Rush directly!" I said without hesitation as I walked over with the three golds.

There are a lot of dreams in the night, so many of us are too conspicuous, if it is found that he has moved the rescue soldiers, it will be really troublesome.

I looked up at the building where the bathing center was located, and there were burglar-proof windows on the first to fifth floors. Even if Duan Feihu was alarmed, would he dare to jump from the sixth floor?

The cold rain has passed, and the cold wind has hit again. It was as if it was going through a trench coat and burrowed into my every pore, piercing the chill deep into my bone marrow.

My sneakers were full of water, my wet socks were sticking to the soles of my feet, and I felt like my feet were sticky with every step. The soles of the feet squeezed the stagnant water, making a tiny "grunt" sound.

"Let's go!" Li Hua was not ambiguous, and our group walked towards the building in a vigorous and majestic manner.

After entering the door, I saw an LCD screen in the hall, which was playing Miriam Yang's "Song of a Thousand Thousand Que" MV.

The soft lighting in pink tones creates a chaotic mood in the slightly dark hall.

When the girl at the front desk saw our posture, she was immediately frightened, and her little face was pale.

She barely squeezed out a smile and said stiffly, "Huan, welcome—"

"Smack!"

In response to her, it was Li Hua who slapped the table and asked with a fierce face, "Where is Duan Feihu?"

The centipede-like scar on Li Hua's face was already terrifying, and the undisguised killing intent of the second-in-command of the black road made the girl at the front desk tremble even more.

She said with a sad face, "In 302." ”

When our group heard the news, they rushed to the elevator at the end of the aisle.

However, at this time, a yellow-haired thug smoking on the side of the aisle saw us, and immediately ran up the stairs quickly, shouting in a panic: "Brother Feng, someone is smashing the field!"

I didn't stop, but I frowned and asked Li Hua, "What is the reason for watching the scene here?"

Li Hua sneered: "Fart's Wolong Pavilion, a group of pheasant university gangsters, they still want to come out and mix before their hair grows." ”

He arranged for some people to block the aisle in the lobby on the first floor, and then pressed the button on the third floor of the elevator.

When we reached the third floor, a dozen young men with steel rods stood across from us.

The one who took the lead was a purple-haired monster - forgive me for calling him that, mainly because the purple hair was so sassy.

The purple-haired monster wears silver studs, a purple hair like a hedgehog, and a scorpion tattoo on the tiger's mouth. Wear a leather jacket and leather pants, and sparkling rivets.

I once thought that I was dreaming back to my junior high school days, and I had reached the trend of non-mainstream and killing Matt rampant.

It's not just Li Hua's old fritters, I just sneered at everything.

Without any intimidation, he walked straight to them.

"Stop! Smash the field, do you know who is covering it here?" The purple-haired monster held a steel rod in one hand and a trouser pocket in the other, and shook off his bangs thinking he was a special dick.

Burn the pen.

This is my most sincere assessment of him.

Li Hua showed a cruel smile and gave me a look.

I suddenly understood, and walked forward unhurriedly: "Oh?

The purple-haired monster smiled and said that he was the school bully of the vocational college. If we stop now, we can still meet and become friends, but if we are obsessed, then don't blame our brothers for being ruthless.

I sneered, pulled the steel rod out of my trouser pocket like lightning, and slammed it directly on his head

"Ahh

"You're riding a horse looking for death?"

"Move my Brother Feng?!"

The gangsters were immediately enraged and rushed at me with a steel rod.

But the next moment, they actually stopped neatly, showing a look of horror.

Because Li Hua and the others also followed, they all pulled out of the mountain opening.

In comparison, the steel rods they play with in schools are like children.

Just like there are so many gangsters in various middle schools, how many really dare to stab people?

This gang of thugs was immediately scared, and I even saw that bullshit Brother Feng's legs trembling.

I was already holding back the fire in my belly, and immediately grabbed him by the collar and smashed it down with a steel rod: "Acquaintance, right?"

I smashed the purple-haired monster's head, and the blood flowed down like a small snake, screaming again and again.

"Obsessed, huh?" before the words fell, I slapped him on the arm with a steel rod, making a "snap" sound.

"Ruthless, huh?" I sneered, slamming him on the wrist with a steel rod.

The steel rod in the purple-haired monster's hand fell to the ground, covering the wound on his head and weeping bitterly.

There are really those who dare to rush on the other side, but unfortunately as soon as they rushed up, they were stabbed in the leg by Li Hua and then kicked over.

It's not a level at all.

This knife directly frightened some people on the other side, and it is estimated that in the kind of fight of the gangsters, they have never seen a murderous picture of stabbing people in the mountains.

Whether it's the courage to fight, or the experience of this real hard work, or the number of people.

"I didn't want to be knifed, so I threw the steel rod to Lao Tzu!"

Under the ferocious offensive of our side, the scene was quickly suppressed. The sound of a steel rod falling to the ground rang out, and the men gave up their resistance.

Li Hua and the others directly picked up the steel rod and beat these people to death.

Most people did not dare to fight back, and those who fought back were beaten even harder.

"Don't mess around, I know the people of Wolong Pavilion!Duan Feihu, Brother Tiger!Do you know?" the purple-haired monster was really anxious, and roared in horror with a crying voice.

I looked at him like a pen, and thought he was looking for death.

"Stop!" Li Hua slammed and told everyone to stop.

He didn't smile, and patted the purple-haired monster's face: "What is your relationship with Brother Tiger?"

The purple-haired monster suddenly looked overjoyed, as if he had found a backer: "Do you know Brother Tiger? I'm his cousin!"

Li Hua's smile became stronger and stronger, but I felt the aura of danger: "Hahaha, it turned out to be Brother Hu's cousin." Why didn't you say it earlier?"

The purple-haired monster suddenly nodded and said that the water had washed the Dragon King Temple, a misunderstanding.

"Misunderstanding, you're paralyzed!" Li Hua suddenly turned his face and slammed the steel rod into his face.

Again and again, it's like death!

I distinctly heard the sound of the bridge of my nose being smashed, and the purple-haired monster's face was red with blood, twisted and crumpled together from the pain, and let out a heart-rending scream.

However, that's not all.

"Brother Panda," he directly knocked the purple-haired monster to the ground and stepped on his palm, "You come." ”

Li Hua handed me the bright opening of the mountain and showed a hideous smile.

There were still bits of blood splattered on his face, like a demon from hell: "Chop off a finger from him!"