Bloody battle on West Street

The Yellow Emperor told me a long time ago that the most important thing about street fights is a momentum, our momentum went up, and the opponent was naturally instigated, when a few of us rushed to the flower cat with watermelon knives, he was known as the boss of West Street, and he actually took a few steps back, and it was these few steps, and the group of bastards behind him had a commotion.

Between the lightning and flint, I had already pounced in front of the cat, the distance was so close that I could even see the nose hair at the bottom of the cat's nostrils and a few fire bumps on his face, "Nima!" "Holding the watermelon knife, I slashed at the cat's head, if this knife is cut, the cat's head will have to be cut off by me at least half, at the moment I don't have time to think about it, what if I really kill the cat."

Of course, if the cat is really so vulnerable, it is impossible to mix into the big brother of the "red light district", and when I saw that the blade in my hand was getting closer and closer to his head, this guy with a birthmark on his face actually dragged a horse boy directly from the side and pushed it towards me...

The watermelon knife in my hand slashed the unlucky man's shoulder, and before I could pull the knife back, the cat had already circled around me, kicked me on the crotch, and kicked me to the ground...

I hurriedly rolled half a circle to the side, kicked his knee on the spot, quickly got up, took two steps back, and dodged a few little cats to my attack.

At the same time, Tong Jia and Xie Zeyong also exchanged hands with the little brother behind the flower cat, the machete made a crisp sound of "clank...", and from time to time two sparks would pop out, the flower cat brought at least not thirty people, and we were full of five people, and at the beginning of the fierce fight, the group of men and women who watched the excitement behind us quickly fled, for fear of affecting the pond fish, which also directly rekindled the morale of the flower cat group.

Seeing that the flower cat group jumped out and several people rushed to Tongjia and Xie Zeyong to surround them, there was a sound of "whoosh...", a gangster knelt on the ground with his thighs covered, and a bicycle clockwork was inserted into his thigh, although it did not shed much blood, but it was inserted very deeply, and a small half of the bicycle clockwork more than a foot long was inserted into it.

"Ahh Ahh

The wild dog bit the cigarette holder, unhurriedly put two bicycle clockwork into the crossbow, and "whoosh, whoosh..." to one of them, and pulled two triggers in a row, and one of the gangsters who rushed towards the wild dog immediately had an arrow in the leg and stomach, and fell to the ground with a "poof", screaming heartbreakingly, and immediately shocked the other people.

After shooting down a person, the wild dog shook his head with some regret, and whispered to himself, "I knew that it would take a little effort to make a triple hit..."

As he spoke, the wild dog flicked the cigarette butt in his mouth in the face of the thug who was closest to him and was still hesitating to move forward, and the thug reflexively stretched out an arm to block his face, and the wild dog had already jumped up with an arrow, kicked him in the stomach, and held the crossbow as a weapon, "Bang Bang..."

Fortunately, the street is not too wide, and there are Wang Zhuo and wild dogs in time to fill the position, we were saved from being dumplings by them, four or five meters wide street, we stood in a row and waved knives at the opposite side of the flower cat, a bit of "a husband is closed".

Missing the best opportunity to surround us at the beginning, Hua Mao and they have no way to take advantage of the large number of people now, because of the width of the street, at most they can only allow them to squeeze over six or seven people, and the people behind do not dare to wave the knife directly in the air except for "whooping" and scolding, and it is easy to injure their own people by mistake.

So there was an extremely interesting scene in the West Street of the "Red Light District", five people carrying knives and thirty or forty people retreated step by step, although during this period, several of us were also cut out by the other party with many knife cuts, and each of us was stained red by blood, but no one took half a step back, because the brothers all knew in their hearts that if anyone could not stand up to kneel at this moment, the formation would be destroyed in an instant, and the others would definitely be cut down in an instant.

The most ironic thing is that the flower cat, who is the eldest brother, doesn't know when, actually shrank to the back of the crowd, and is playing the role of cheerleader with a high voice and a low scream.

I remember when I was in junior high school, I once learned a text called "The brave wins when the narrow road meets", although the dilemma we are facing at the moment is not a narrow road, but it should not be too much worse, continuously waving the watermelon knife in my hand, my arm is numb and sore, tired "whirring" panting.

The blade of the machete in my hand has been slightly rolled up, I swept to the brothers around me with my peripheral vision, except for the wild dog, several other people should be the same as me, I'm afraid I'm already tired and have no strength, just with a will to swing the knife mechanically, so we will definitely be overturned by the cat, we have to think of a way...

Rolling my eyes back and forth, I didn't come up with a suitable idea, but because I was distracted, the other party cut off my arm, and I fell the machete in my hand directly to the ground, and the situation was broken in an instant, "Kill the one without a knife!"

Three or four bright knives fell towards my head at the same time, and I wanted to fall backwards, but I was afraid that the other brothers would suffer with me, so I reluctantly raised my arm to block my head.

"Paralyzed, aren't you stupid!" Wang Zhuo, who was closest to me, pushed me away in a rage, turned around and blocked the machetes for me with his back...

Our formation was also forced to disband, the flower cat group "hula" rushed up, four or five people cut our side one, except for the wild dog left and right, barely able to cope, the other brothers, instantly cut down to the ground, it seems that today we are going to lose again...

At the most critical moment of the situation, a loud siren sounded from far and near, "The police are coming, flash quickly!" The flower cat shouted, and a group of young people who had just gained the upper hand "Huhulala...", all fled...

The wild dog quickly picked up, Tong Jia and Xie Zeyong ran to my side, and roared in a dry voice, "Hurry up, the police are coming!"

"Fatty, are you okay?" I got up from the ground, hugged Wang Zhuo, and shook anxiously, Wang Zhuo's face turned a little pale, and he shook his head... If Wang Zhuo hadn't blocked those knives for me in time just now, I'm afraid my arm would have been scrapped today...

"Little Four, Little Four, are you okay?" Chen Xue and Su Ming squeezed over from the crowd, one hugged me, the other helped Wang Zhuo, Chen Xue's face was full of tears, and her nose twitched and she held my arm and cried into tears...

"Let's go, the police are coming..."I was so tired that I didn't even have the strength to speak, I reached out and wiped the tears on Chen Xue's face, and shook my head.

"It's okay, don't panic! The police are here..."Su Ming patted a small horn pinned to his waist and pressed the switch, "Tick... The siren sounded suddenly, exactly like what we had just heard.

"Cousin, you are so witty! It's just like me..."Wang Zhuo, whose face was pale, had reached this point, and he didn't forget to brag, which instantly made us cry and laugh.

A few of us helped each other, staggered out of West Street, and got into the van, "Brother Zhuo, is there anything wrong with you?" I lit a cigarette and stuffed it into Wang Zhuo's mouth.

"I'm going to say something, can you... Can you please me... Please me... Great health care..."Wang Zhuo asked with his back against the car seat, looking at me dying.

"Little Four, don't believe this teasing... With what you know about him, isn't it clear that if he was really stabbed, he would still be able to talk to you like this, and he would have fainted in fright and died..."Tong Jia wrapped his clothes around the wound on his arm, "Bang pa..." patted Wang Zhuo's back, and there were a few "grinning" sounds similar to slapping heavy iron sheets, and explained to me, "That Zhu Bajie's clothes, in order to have an effect, are all supported by iron sheets on the front chest and back..."

"Fuck a DJ, let me pretend to be forced, can you die?" was exposed, Wang Zhuo's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he muttered, "Although those knives didn't value me, but the strength was too great to shock me out of internal injuries, I don't care!