The three little hooligans heard Lin Shuying say "call the police", and their footsteps were sluggish. Although he was not sure whether what she said was true or not, his expression was visibly nervous.

Carrying controlled knives with you and gathering crowds to fight and brawl are not light, and once you are caught, it is really bad luck.

The three of them glanced at each other, and when they were hesitating whether to run away, Lin Dayue rushed up and shouted angrily: "If you dare to move a finger of my daughter, I will really call the police!"

Su Qingzhi had an urge to spurt blood, Lin Dayue was really a god.

I saw him bluffing and screaming, while pulling Lin Shuying out of the circle of three, and said eagerly: "Xiaoying, you are crazy, they all have knives ......"

The three little hooligans were about to run away, but when they heard Lin Dayue say this, they surrounded Su Qingzhi again.

At the same time, she glared at Lin Shuying angrily, this little girl's skin is too cunning!

Su Qingzhi glanced at Lin Dayue, this guy obviously didn't have any good intentions, he demolished Lin Shuying with a mending knife three times and twice, looking at his anxious and unhurried look, could these little hooligans be sent by him?

Su Qingzhi vaguely guessed something, but this matter was not yet certain, so he did not expose Lin Dayue in person.

He looked at Lin Shuying, who was raining pear blossoms, smiled very calmly, and comforted softly: "You stand aside, don't worry." ”

It's just three little hooligans, although it is a little troublesome, but Su Qingzhi feels that he should be able to deal with it.

However, as soon as he had this thought, five or six men with short sticks appeared around the corner, and a group of people rushed over angrily and asked, "Second brother, I heard that someone is looking for bad luck, is this kid?"

The Qinglong man was sitting on the ground with his stomach covered and moaning, and when he saw that it was a helper from his side, he suddenly had confidence, gritted his teeth and pointed at Su Qingzhi, and said, "It's this grandson, the black bear, who abolished one of his arms!"

The man named "Black Bear" was five big and three thick, and he looked very strong, and after listening to the words of the Qinglong man, he didn't say a word, and led people to surround Su Qingzhi directly.

At this time, Su Qingzhi was completely confused, there is a way that two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands, and now the other party has eighteen hands, this is still resisting a woolen thread......

It seems that today's pain is inevitable, but fortunately, they didn't embarrass Lin Shuying's father and daughter, as long as they are not caught by this group of hooligans, and they fight to get a few smacks of stuffy sticks, it should still be possible to escape.

Su Qingzhi was thinking about it, and at this time, the black bear walked up, picked up the short stick in his hand and slammed it towards his right shoulder.

The wooden stick was thicker than the wrist, and the black bear deliberately exerted force, if it was hit hard, the right arm might really be useless.

Su Qingzhi's body was as tight as clockwork, his eyes were firmly fixed on the black bear, as long as the short stick fell, he would forcibly take it off no matter what, and then take the opportunity to break through......

Lin Shuying saw that Su Qingzhi was surrounded, so anxious that tears flowed out, desperately trying to rush over, Lin Dayue grabbed her arm, and didn't let her participate in this matter, even if she grabbed a few blood marks on his arm.

At that moment, the black bear grinned, and the green tendons on the arm holding the short stick bloomed, and it seemed that he had enough brute strength.

Just as the rod was about to fall, a half-cut brick fell from the sky and hit the black bear's head.

This was so sudden that everyone was caught off guard, and even Su Qingzhi was taken aback.

The bricks fell, the black bear screamed, his head was red, and immediately the blood flowed profusely, and even the short stick in his hand fell to the ground.

He couldn't help but be furious and scolded, "Who the hell is throwing things? Don't you see Lao Tzu here?"

Not far from the crowd, Shang Hongbing, who was hiding behind a tree, appeared, carrying two half-cut bricks in his hands.

"What kind of man is a large group of people bullying a man? ”

Shang Hongbing saw that Su Qingzhi was not in danger for the time being, so he threw away the half of the brick in his hand, then patted the dust on his hands, and walked over to the little hooligans provocatively.

The black bear was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, his right hand covered the bloody head, waved his big hand, gritted his teeth and said, "You two go up, kill him!"

As the words landed, two little hooligans, one carrying a short stick and the other holding a Swiss army knife, walked towards Shang Hongbing.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

The little rascal with a short stick rushed up with a dull stick, but it could be seen that he didn't make a dead move, and his shot was in a measured position, because he was aiming at Shang Hongbing's shoulder, not his head.

As soon as the little rascal's action of picking up the short stick came out, Shang Hongbing kicked him with a heartwarming foot, and this kick was so powerful that it kicked him five or six meters away.

This simple and crude move to defeat the enemy frightened everyone.

In everyone's opinion, raising your feet and kicking people on the ground, and coming first, kicking people five or six meters away, even if you are a head animal, you don't have so much strength, right?

The little rascals with Swiss Army knives were terrified.

He had learned flower boxing and embroidered legs with a practitioner for two months, judging from the speed and strength of Shang Hongbing's legs, let alone himself, even the black bear was not a heavyweight compared to him.

The Swiss Army Knife man's decisive thirty-six strategies were the best strategy, and he shouted as he ran: "Brother Xiong, this kid is a practitioner, brothers go up together, and kill you." ”

However, as soon as he ran two steps, he was kicked in the back, and with the force of rushing forward, he flew up, fell heavily to the ground, and fell into the mud, which was worse than the short stick man just now.

The black bear also saw that Shang Hongbing was a practitioner, and he didn't want to provoke him, so he said with a gloomy face: "Boy, it's none of your business, you don't meddle in your business." ”

Shang Hongbing listened, laughed, very sunny, and showed his white teeth: "I'll take care of this idle matter, if you're not convinced, let's go together." ”

The little hooligans are angry, even if you are a practitioner, the seven of them still have guys in their hands, and it is absolutely okay to fuck you.

The bear's temper came up, and he shouted angrily: "Let's go together, kill me ......"

As soon as he was halfway through his words, the cold and unsuspecting Su Qingzhi punched him, and it hit the bridge of his nose without being biased, and the crimson blood flew out uncontrollably.

"You're paralyzed ......"

The black bear was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were about to explode, and he was so angry that he burst into tears and screamed.

Shang Hongbing spotted the opportunity, and a running acceleration rushed up, like a tiger descending from the mountain, flashing and moving in the crowd, punching and kicking, and instantly put down three people.

Su Qingzhi was not idle, he recognized the black bear, chased after him, and kicked him in the crotch while he was wiping his nosebleed, and suddenly let out a howl like killing a pig in the chaotic crowd.