Chapter 159: This Fierce Battle

When two people stand together, there is a contrast. Cao Hegui was tall and strong, while Ye Jianghe looked thin and weak in comparison.

"Oh, and the handsome guy brought me coffee, which happened to be good wine and coffee. Then I'll drink it all. "The young lady is in danger, but she does not forget to reconcile the relationship. Battle-hardened, she knew what was going to happen.

There was a big commotion in the cabaret. A few people who were afraid of causing trouble quietly went out.

Ye Jianghe raised his eyes and looked at the stranger, he didn't understand the other party's intention for a while.

If he was mixed in Yangjiang, he should all know him Ye Jianghe.

I saw Cao Hegui stretching out his hand to wrap his arms around the young lady's waist and said provocatively: "How can you step on two boats." That stupid fork is thin and weak, what kind of wine do you drink from him?"

Ye Jianghe was completely stunned. It is clear that this is a provocation.

But Ye Jianghe didn't laugh angrily, he smiled very naturally, and said: "This brother is really right, girl, you just drink his coffee, and I will drink the wine myself." As he spoke, Ye Jianghe blew the bottle on the wine bottle.

Cao Hegui didn't expect Ye Jianghe to react like this, so he relaxed his vigilance more and more, and continued to mock: "I'm not wrong, this is an out-and-out stupid behavior. ”

"I ......," Miss didn't know how to respond.

Ye Jianghe finished blowing the wine in the bottle, and pretended to be surprised: "Hey, why are you still on the stage? Why haven't you drunk the wine in the cup yet? Ye Jianghe raised his left hand, and all the wine in the cup was poured on Cao Hegui's face.

The wine blurred Cao Hegui's eyes.

Ye Jianghe wanted this opportunity. His right hand was immediately raised high, and the beer bottle slammed into Cao Hegui's head, only to hear the sound of lying on his stomach, and the bottle shattered.

The young lady screamed and ran away.

Cao Hegui was dizzy, he couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, but his mouth was still the third and fourth: "Damn, dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu." ”

Ye Jianghe grabbed the broken wine bottle in his hand and stabbed it at Cao Hegui's abdomen.

Another positive one, the beer bottle went in two inches, and the blood rushed straight out.

"I'll let you see who's the stupid fork!" Ye Jianghe cursed.

……

Downstairs in the hotel, two Poussin cars drove in at the same time, the door opened at the same time, and eight or nine men got out of the car.

"Brother Cao is on the fifth floor, hurry, hurry up!" said the leader.

The song hall was already in chaos, and many people screamed and rushed to the door because of the blood. Zheng Jinlin was caught in this group of people.

Hong Zhiwei was afraid of his life, so he ran to the stage with his three brothers.

Cao Hegui hooked his body, covered his abdomen with blood gushing out, and looked at Ye Jianghe suspiciously, enduring the pain caused by the light enemy.

", stupid fork. Ye Jianghe was still holding the broken wine bottle tightly in his hand.

"Forget it, Brother Ye, don't make a mistake. Hong Zhiwei persuaded.

"Don't go, damn it, there's a kind of don't go!" Cao Hegui's consciousness was a little confused, but his speech was still very clear.

"I'll you. Flat head kicked over.

Cao Hegui fell to the ground in response.

At the door, a group of people managed to survive the onslaught of the surging crowd and squeezed into the hall.

"Brother Cao is on stage!"

"Brother Cao is injured!"

"Fix me to death!"

“……!”

A group of people rushed to the stage.

"Brother Ye, they're here!" Hong Zhiwei said.

"Copy guy,!"

"Good!"

The three little brothers took out kitchen knives from their waists and rushed towards each other, they were typical stunned greens, they didn't know how to write dead words, and they cut people when they saw them.

It's just that they didn't expect that the other party had a more ferocious sharp weapon in their hands - a small axe. It's a bit of a hanging.

really responded to the saying: those who are afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal, the horizontal, the afraid of not dying.

Although the opponent was holding a small axe, because the three of them were slashing indiscriminately, they still retreated.

Ye Jianghe and Hong Zhiwei ran to both sides, ran to the Yazao area, picked up the stool and threw it at the two or three people who were chasing them.

Not to mention that Ye Jianghe and Hong Zhiwei had a tacit understanding, and when they noticed that the number of people who outnumbered them rushed towards them, they thought of this strategy to disperse the opponent's forces.

This is indeed a strategy.

The small kitchen knife slashes the small axe, and there is no doubt that the small kitchen knife suffers. The stool is a small axe, and it still has an advantage in a certain situation.

I saw Ye Jianghe one against two, Hong Zhiwei one against three, and a group of melee.

Speaking of Ye Jianghe alone, everyone could see it when he was picking up kitchen blades in Jiang Village, his style of play is definitely a desperate and desperate style of play, he recognized that he wanted to kill you, and he could not avoid your kitchen knife or your axe.

At the moment, he is still the same. With all his strength, he slammed the stool on the head of the man who had struck him first with an axe, who fainted on the spot and flew out.

Then the man's axe was chopped into his arm, and the hole was the color of bone. Fortunately, he avoided the edge a little, otherwise this arm would not belong to him.

As long as it doesn't kill him!

This second person is miserable here. He thought that if he hit the opponent with an axe, he would be able to cut the opponent's sharpness. He didn't know that Ye Jianghe was not this kind of person at all.

Therefore, to fight a war, kneel to know oneself and know one's enemy. The same goes for fighting.

As if his arm was not injured, Ye Jianghe picked up the stool again and smashed it at the latter.

Another quasi.

With a thud, the latter also fell to the ground.

On Hong Zhiwei's side, the three people who attacked him didn't take advantage. Hong Zhiwei relies on his strength. To describe it in one word, Ye Jianghe is ruthless, * Wei is fierce, because he has strength. He is a man who does two hundred push-ups in one breath without resting his breath.

What's especially scary is that he's big and flexible. This has a lot to do with the fact that he fought and killed Ye Jianghe when he was fourteen years old. Battle-hardened, naturally experienced.

He was almost playing with his opponent, spinning in circles, forcing the particularly anxious one of his opponents to throw the axe in his hand at him. And that's what he was expecting.

Shaking the flying axe, *Wei struck at the damn creature as fast as he could. The whole stool smashed straight into the man's waist.

The man fell to the ground screaming.

Knocking down one, with one against two, *Wei has an advantage. As one person's axe chops into the rungs of the stool, he lifts his foot and kicks the opponent away, and then smashes the entire stool sideways towards the third opponent.

The opponent had a precaution, shook off Hong Zhiwei's attack, and immediately chopped it with an axe, but unexpectedly, * Wei picked up the stool and smashed it directly at him, and he hurriedly avoided the stool that flew towards him.

At this time, Hong Zhiwei took out a small kitchen knife from his waist and slashed at the opponent's right wrist, and then slashed at the opponent's thigh, prompting the opponent to completely stop cooking.

Because a person's resistance is actually limited. Fighting, on the other hand, requires sharpness, and when it is bruised, the enthusiasm for resistance is sharply reduced.

In the "third battlefield", the three stunned young men dealt with four men. They slashed indiscriminately, stunned their opponents for a few seconds, and after a few seconds, they had no advantage. But Cao Hegui, who fell to the ground, helped them, and the two opponents had to rush over to take care of Cao Hegui, so that it became three against two.

However, the axe beats the kitchen knife, and it is the kitchen knife that suffers after all. The yellow hair was the first to be chopped off. The flat head and red hair are still deadly, and the momentum is empty of each other, and they retreat again and again.

Fortunately, Ye Jianghe and Hong Zhiwei came over to help one after another, and the three stunned youths avoided the possibility of breaking their hands and feet.

At this time, a siren came from downstairs.

"Fuck, the steward called the police. Hong-Zhiwei said.

"Then let's withdraw. Take the small door. Ye Jianghe commanded.

The five people quickly put away their kitchen knives and rushed to the small door.

……

In the closed room of the Jiangcun Brigade Headquarters, Cheng Chuifan, who had not eaten or drunk a drop of water for five consecutive meals, was already extremely weak.