Although it looks like Mu Zilong lost to the first layer, those are just what can be seen from the outside. One is standing, the other is lying, and obviously you will feel that the one who is standing must be the winner, you see, that guy can't get up, do you think he will still be the winning side.

But Mu Zilong was unharmed, except for being dirty, there was no trauma on the surface, and Feilong was different, this guy was holding his forehead with one hand and holding his kidney with the other, it looked like he had just been hit by a car, the most important thing is that this guy saw blood, the so-called death by seeing the light, this seeing blood transfusion.

If a lying person is bloodless and unwounded, and the standing one is traumatized and bleeding, how do you judge who wins and loses?

"Brother Feilong!" It seems that this fight has come to an end, and there is no doubt that pain can make people sober up, because Feilong has stopped attacking Mu Zilong's continuous brainless attack.

When a group of younger brothers saw that the fight was almost over, they went up to greet their boss with a concerned face. There are also a few bastards who were previously beaten by Mu Zilong, who are very insidious, ready to step forward to make up for a few knives.

This Mu Zilong didn't stand up immediately doesn't mean that he can't stand up, but it does hurt a little bit when he was smashed like this, and people are also a little confused, this should be regarded as an internal injury, and the flying dragon didn't kill him immediately, so Mu Zilong also slowed himself down, and at this time, seeing a few bastards coming up with bad intentions to mend the knife, Mu Zilong secretly screamed helplessly.

But even so, it was still a drop in the bucket to deal with them, and they picked up the hot pressing plate that burned on the ground, the kind that smoothed the wall paint, and was usually used to press the iron plate. It was a slash on the comer's leg, and while it wasn't sharp, it was enough to knock it to the ground.

But now, if these dozen bastards shoot at the same time, and there are flying dragons present, Mu Zilong only feels that he will be more than lucky if he continues like this.

However, just when Mu Zilong was worried about this, a group of mighty people and horses ran over behind him, in fact, there were only a few, led by Fu Biao, who had just come out of the police station, and it seemed that he was released early.

When Mu Zilong saw a few people with bruises coming over, although they looked embarrassed, they at least came to help themselves, but to be precise, they should have helped them.

"Are you alright? Ah Chao and a few brothers stepped forward to help Mu Zilong, while the other few mourning biao moved with a few bastards who made up the knife Mu Zilong.

Feilong blinked his eyelids a few times, feeling a little dizzy, I don't know if it was the strength of the wine, or the dizziness caused by Mu Zilong's head smashed open the flower, this estimate is not even able to tell himself at the moment.

"What's going on?" said Wyvern.

The few younger brothers beside him who heard these words were stunned for a while, didn't they know what happened after such a fight just now.........

"Brother Feilong, that kid beat our Hongsheng people, you are here to avenge us. The bastard hastened to express the cause and effect of the incident in a short sentence.

"Damn, I mean, what's going on with those people? Are you a fool who doesn't even know what you're doing here? Do you really think I'm too drunk?" said Wyvern with a slap on the bastard's head.

The bastard was slapped on the head, a little dizzy, but he quickly replied: "That's probably the kid's helper, and they are in charge of this street." The bastard pointed to the mourning biao who was fighting not far away.

"A group of little minions are really against the sky, so I asked the Qi brothers to shovel the whole street for me! The Wyvern said viciously.

"Brother Feilong, don't you shovel all the streets, then you won't sit idly by, just eradicate those guys. The bastard felt that Feilong's words were a bit big, but after all, he was his own boss, so he couldn't tease him because of this, and at this time, Feilong's angry head opened again, and the bastard was not an idiot, so he was afraid of getting angry, because some dizzy brains were warning him all the time.

At this time, a group of people with fine eyes behind the flying dragon also ran over, in fact, there are only a few, it seems that they were released at the same time, and the thin eyes are wearing neck fixers on their necks, it is estimated that the bear hug directly injured the cervical vertebrae of this guy, and now the thin eyes absolutely hate Mu Zilong is gritting his teeth.

As soon as the two gangs were out of the game, they came all the way in the dust, and they also heard what happened in the night market street, but fortunately, the two gangs did not fight immediately as soon as they got out.

"Fly....... Wyvern. When the fine eyes twisted their necks like owls, they greeted with surprise and surprise when they saw a bloody dragon.

I was surprised that the small quarrel on this street was able to invite the famous Feilong, and the most important thing was that he was still injured, you must know that Feilong is one of the generals under Che Junbao, and it is definitely not a small role that can hurt him.

"Stop!" Just as the Eyed Gang was about to join the battle and the Wyvern's men were about to call for someone, the "Dragonfly Captain" finally came to pay respects.

"Brother Feilong, the strip is here, or let's withdraw first. The bastard said anxiously on the side.

Although there are not many policemen who come in twos and threes, it is easy to fall into the brawl of this gang of old boys, but since ancient times, it is not a matter of one or two days that bastards are afraid of strips, and now if they beat them, they will definitely be uprooted the next day, even if it is a flying dragon as a big brother, this son still makes him panic.

"Made, I'll let you go today, but don't think it's over. The flying dragon said a cruel word to Mu Zilong, and scattered with a group of horses, like a rat crossing the street.

Although they didn't beat the oncoming strips, they didn't want to be taken to the bureau, so in the face of the strips' unrelenting pursuit, there were still a few bastards who were caught, and some of the more awesome ones directly pushed them to the ground, which was already a relatively bold way to attack.

Because there are more people in the flying dragon, and the people with fine eyes and they moved slightly, so a few strips directly targeted the flying dragon and a group of people on the pager, and chased them towards the mighty people and horses, they added up to almost thirty people, and this time the word mighty was barely applicable.

At this time, the surrounding scene was already messy, and the surrounding stalls were all staggered and tattered, eating, and all the broken ones were scattered on the ground, and the eyes of the vendors revealed helplessness, and they were speechless and secretly sorted out the residues, and the biggest loss of the two gangs of people fighting was naturally them, and in the face of a gang of bastards, they couldn't get anything back, so they could only accept their fate.

But fortunately, they did something that they could vent, that is, they called the police, and seeing the old boys being chased by the strips, they were more or less relieved in their hearts.