Chapter 227: Our team is only three

Seeing this formation, the young policeman's heart trembled, crazy, this group of guys must be crazy, even dare to fight themselves.

I don't have time to think about it, the hero doesn't eat the loss in front of him, and he will talk about it first.

The young traffic policeman squeezed the accelerator, the motorcycle made a strange scream, the exhaust pipe emitted a puff of black smoke, and the motorcycle shot out like an arrow off the string.

The group of bastard students cursed and symbolically chased for dozens of meters before stopping.

Three minutes later, the young traffic policeman stopped the car, turned his head to look, and saw that he was not chasing, so he let out a long breath.

Only then did he take out his mobile phone and call the police.

"Hey, the police station? There's a disturbance on Taiping Street. ”

Bai Ye was very satisfied with the performance of the third child, he stepped forward and patted the third child on the shoulder, and smiled: "It's almost, Ma Long, they should also come." ”

"Hmm. The third child nodded, and shouted into the loudspeaker: "Come, let's go here to distribute weapons, as well as white gloves, remember, white gloves are uniformly worn on the left hand, don't fight and cut your own people in a while!"

In this way, more than 80 people lined up in two teams, and the third opened the trunk of the Jinbei car, and there were steel pipes, machetes, and iron chains.

Not far away, a van with no lights slowed down.

Ma Long squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed to the front, and said to Han Zhuangzhuang and Fang Shengli: "Hey, what are you two doing with so many people in front? There won't be a traffic accident, right?"

Han Zhuangzhuang stared at it for a long time, and smiled bitterly: "Bullshit traffic accidents, look at them all with white handcuffs and machetes, they can't be the ones who want to deal with us, right?"

"Damn, there are more than 100 people here!"

Fang Shengli couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit! At this moment, he regretted coming over a little.

Looking at Ma Long, who was calm and relaxed, and Han Zhuangzhuang, who was clenched with his fists, Fang Shengli secretly gritted his teeth and drove away the retreat that sprouted in his heart.

He lit a cigarette, lowered his head from under his seat, and pulled out a fire axe.

Seeing this, Han Zhuangzhuang turned around and held the iron bar in the last row in his hand.

It is said that it is an iron bar, but in fact it is a proposed spear, which was removed from the iron fence of a park when the two of them went out last night.

This spear was about one and a half meters long, and it was painted with red paint, and the position of the head was sharpened by Han Zhuangzhuang with a grinding stone.

If this thing is pierced on a person's body, it will be a bloody hole.

Syllable!

At this time, Malone suddenly turned on the headlights, hung up the third gear directly, and stepped on the accelerator to the end!

Bang Dang!

Because of inertia, the two people who were not wearing seat belts hit their heads on the seats in front of them.

The pain suddenly made both of them feel less scared.

The speed of the car soared to 80 in an instant!

When he was still thirty meters away from the crowd, Malone honked his horn wildly.

The group of students shouted and avoided it, and suddenly a passage was left in the middle of the road.

Through the tempered film glass, Malone glanced out and happened to see the white night leaning on the BMW body and smoking.

And the white night did not see him.

Cracking sound!

The bastard students were furious, screaming and slamming their weapons on the car.

The glass on the right side was directly shattered, and Fang Shengli subconsciously hugged his head.

"Cao Nima!"

Seeing this, Han Zhuangzhuang shook down the glass and yelled outside.

"There's kind of parking!"

Bastard students clamoring in response!

Crunch!

Malone slammed the brakes, took the steel pipe and dragged the car door and walked down.

Seeing this, Han Zhuangzhuang and Fang Shengli followed closely behind.

After the three of them got out of the car, Malone didn't talk nonsense, waving a steel pipe and pumping it at the arm of the nearest student!

Yes!

The student was caught off guard, and suddenly felt that he had lost consciousness in his arm.

"Grass!

At this time, Bai Ye finally reacted, pulled his neck and shouted: "It's him, cut it for me!"

As soon as the words fell, at least a dozen students, brandishing their weapons, rushed towards Ma Long.

Ma Long did not retreat but advanced, and met him without the slightest fear.

"Lie down for me!"

A student with dyed red hair, with a large * finger, ran all the way, and when he came to Ma Long's approach, he jumped up directly and slashed at Ma Long's head.

Malone stood firm, his legs bent, and the steel pipe raised over the overhead rung.

Bang!

The mountain and the steel pipe collided together, and suddenly there was a crisp sound, and sparks splashed in all directions.

Malone felt fine, but the red hair was numb from the shock.

Bang!

Malone didn't stop, kicked out, and kicked on the redhead's lower abdomen!

The redhead exclaimed, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Let's get on it!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and more people rushed towards Ma Long.

Han Zhuangzhuang and Fang Shengli also joined the battle group, the former pointed to the spear, and when he saw someone, he stabbed him indiscriminately, and the sound of poofing into the flesh kept sounding, and the student bastards did not dare to step forward, and avoided their edges.

Fang Shengli pointed to a fire axe, and the handle of the axe was still wrapped with red silk, and when he looked away, it was like the axe used by Pangu to open the world.

At this moment, he couldn't care so much, his hands clutched the handle of the axe, and he waved the axe indiscriminately according to the students who rushed up.

A bastard student took advantage of his unpreparedness to walk behind him, and the steel pipe in his hand was pumped at his head.

"Be careful!"

Han Zhuangzhuang, who was on the side, saw it clearly, shouted, and at the same time turned the spear in his hand and stabbed it at the man's shoulder!

Hearing the shout, Fang Shengli subconsciously turned his head to look, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and he was already puzzled when he wanted to hide, so he had to tilt his head to the side as much as possible.

It's just that he still didn't dodge this blow, and the steel pipe in the student's bastard's hand still slammed into his shoulder.

Yes!

Fang Shengli and the bastard student shouted out almost at the same time, and the latter was pierced by Han Zhuangzhuang's spear in the tiger's mouth.

Although the spear prepared by Han Zhuangzhuang looked quite scary, he never dared to pierce people, because this thing was not a joke, if it really pierced the throat of a major artery or something, it would kill someone.

And this time Han Zhuangzhuang had no choice but to do it, if Han Zhuangzhuang didn't be ruthless, then the steel pipe in the hands of the bastard students just now would have to be pumped on Fang Shengli's head.

Listening to the screams of the bastard students, Han Zhuangzhuang's heart was unwavering, his arm was turned back, and the sharp spear was pulled out from the bastard student's tiger's mouth, and a stream of blood came out.

The blood-stained sharp spear made people shudder, Han Zhuangzhuang squinted his scarlet eyes, and the spear pointed ahead: "Which one is not afraid of death, please continue!"

The bastard students who were originally going to besiege the two immediately retreated, with Han Zhuangzhuang as the center, forming a vacuum area at least five meters wide around them.