I saw this person wow, and a white line erupted from his mouth, which sprayed directly on the other person's face.

Before the man fell to the ground, the other hand of the cocoon had already grabbed the neck of the other person, and slammed his head on the security door. The man didn't say a word, and then slipped down.

Maybe it was a little too much drinking, and there was a person with vomit sprayed on his face, and when he saw two companions falling, he was still unconscious, and said to the broken cocoon: "Little ...... Boy, help ...... Hold it up. ”

Breaking the cocoon didn't dare to touch his head, he stretched out a foot and kicked on the man's thigh, watching the three drunks fall to the ground and never get up again, then closed the security door and slowly walked up.

Beat these three people, it didn't use much force to break the cocoon, and the attack was very measured, but they couldn't move, at most it was just some contusions. It is also possible that they have drunk too much and have fallen asleep on the ground "homeopathically".

When I went up to the second floor, I saw a man wearing a white baseball cap walking down in a flutter, and a wolf-like howl burst out of his hoarse throat.

"Three days and three nights, three watches ...... in the middle of the night"

As the two passed by, the cocoon reached out to take off his hat, and there was a faint smell of perfume of unknown brand.

may suddenly feel that his eyes lit up, this person came back to his senses, leaned over the wall, pulled the ragged clothes, and said, "Hey, damn it, stealing things and stealing Lao Tzu's head?"

The cocoon didn't make a sound, his body was lightly pulled, the hand that the man was holding the cocoon's clothes couldn't stand the force anymore, and with a punch, how could he still stand firm on the narrow stairs, and immediately rolled down with a grunt, but he didn't make a sound.

When I walked to the seventh floor, there were lights shining down from the rooftop on the seventh floor, and the closer I got to the rooftop, the sound of sound and the cheers and screams of men and women became stronger.

There are no cameras in the stairs or on the roof of this building, and the cocoon wears a baseball cap, not wanting to leave any clues for these people to see their faces. If it weren't for the fact that three drunks happened to come over, the police would have easily found the person who beat the man in this building.

Now the three drunks are knocking on the door, then, the beaters may also follow the drunks to get in, as for why they beat people, it must be because these people are too noisy.

In short, the devil knows.

The wind on the rooftop was very strong, and when it was blown by the wind, the cocoon broke a little sober. He stood by the door, looking at some of the young men and women who were screaming wildly on the rooftop.

At this time, the rooftop has been turned into a barbecue place. Three or four barbecue grills, where a few people are grilling all kinds of meat. Not far from the barbecue grill, there are four or five tables, some people playing cards, some people guessing punches, some people shaking dice, and some people singing.

A row of spotlights stands on each side of the rooftop fence, and the intersecting pillars of light basically cover the entire rooftop.

On one side of the rooftop, two subwoofers are placed almost one person high, making a deafening sound.

Some people didn't care when they saw the cocoon on the rooftop. Broke the cocoon and walked to the side of the speaker, unplugged the power of the speaker, and the whole world was much quieter.

The other voices on the rooftop also stopped abruptly and looked at this side in unison. A lot of crazy scolding in the next floor was abrupt and very clear in the silence.

It may be because the hot sound suddenly stopped, and those scolding slowly stopped, looking from the rooftop, there are still people standing on the balconies of several floors on the opposite side, looking at this side, and some people are taking photos or videos with mobile phones or other devices, presumably to condemn them on the Internet.

Breaking the cocoon didn't look at the people, and pushed the speaker down as if no one was around, lifted his foot, and stepped on it.

The quality of the speaker is good, the log is very hard, but it can't withstand the force of breaking the cocoon, it is broken into several pieces, and the high-quality speaker is also dripping to the side.

It was only then that those people reacted - there was another person who was not afraid of death!

"Lao Tzu's stereo, hundreds of thousands. Grass and mud horses, kill him for Lao Tzu. A blond-haired young man of eighteen or nineteen years old roared, picked up two barbecue forks and ran over.

The other men on the rooftop also surrounded themselves with beer bottles or bricks or small iron rods or meat knives, and only a few girls in different clothes stood not far away, watching with interest what was about to happen.

Breaking the cocoon still ignored it, walked to the edge of the spotlight stand, knocked down the shelf, and the rooftop suddenly became much darker. Then, he picked up a slightly mottled bamboo pole from the edge of the fence to dry his clothes.

Then, stand still, like a lifeless bamboo pole.

The spotlight on the opposite side shone in the middle of the rooftop, and the cocoon stood in the shadow that was not too dark.

The white baseball cap also looked gray in the shadows, and underneath that gray was a calm and indifferent face.

The bamboo pole is very long, it should be four or five meters. It's also a bit thick, maybe two inches in diameter.

The blonde boy was furious, his eyes reddened from drinking and staring at him like a hungry wolf. His elbows were slightly tucked around his waist, and two thin barbecue forks were held in his hands, slightly upturned.

The iron fork shimmered with oil in the spotlight as he ran. Three or four meters behind him, there were seven or eight scolding youths.

The right heel of the cocoon is gently kicked on the position of the bamboo pole on the ground, the bamboo pole is off the ground, the right hand is slightly pressed, and the bamboo pole draws a whistle in the air.

The whistle trembled slightly, and when the bamboo pole was level with the blonde boy's head, Breaking Cocoon's right foot kicked at the side of the bamboo pole.

There was a "snap", very loud.

The bamboo pole slapped the blonde boy on the left side of his face, knocking him straight to the other side. Before he could fall to the ground, the left side of his face was swollen, and his swollen skin was still stained with mottled marks of bamboo poles.

Breaking the cocoon used internal force to control the strength, and did not spare much hands, could not hit a concussion, and left a few teeth for sure.

The blonde boy fell heavily to the ground, kicking up countless dusts.

The dust flew, screamed, and the chaotic footsteps stopped abruptly.

The cocoon did not move again, and stood there like a withered bamboo. Just retract your arms slightly and drag the bamboo pole back a foot.

The bamboo pole fell to the ground at one end, and when it was slowly retracted, it made a rustling sound on the rough concrete floor.

Breaking the cocoon didn't make a sound, just looked at some people coldly, and heard cheers or coaxing from the next floor.

The blonde boy didn't get up, he lay on his back on the ground, looking at the broken cocoon, his eyes showed a vicious light, "Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Do you know who we are? You will die, you will definitely be killed." ”

"Are you Lu Qiang?" muttered to the cocoon, glanced at the ground, saw a piece of charcoal that had missed the ground, kicked the charcoal out, and hit the blonde boy on the cheek.

The black charcoal shattered, and the blonde boy let out a pig-killing cry again, and did not dare to speak again, but his eyes became more and more vicious, and his hands slapped vigorously on the ground.

It seemed to be a kind of horn, and the teenagers who had stopped rushed again, and instead of yelling, they were all silent, except for the sound of rapid breathing and chaotic footsteps.