There is a similarity between fighting and fighting, that is, the situation is often fast-changing, and the gold-headed tiger does not use a throwing stick, so he loses the opportunity and is hit the shoulder by a bat swung by the opponent.

The golden-headed tiger felt half of his body go limp, and his entire left arm seemed to be unconscious.

He quickly took two steps back, threw the stick to the ground, hooked his right foot, and held the bat that the opponent had just dropped in his hand.

At this time, one of the opponent's daggers stabbed over, and the golden-headed tiger slammed the knife across the bat, and then flew up and kicked under the opponent's crotch.

The other party's lifeline suffered a heavy blow, and immediately shuddered, and the dagger hovered in place.

The golden-headed tiger snatched the dagger, then turned the tip of the knife and stabbed the opponent in the shoulder.

Immediately after, the golden-headed tiger swept the bat across the cheek of one of the opponents.

The man only felt many teeth mixed with blood, desperately pouring from his mouth into his throat, but before he could spit it out, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

A brick struck from behind with the sound of the wind, and the golden-headed tiger did not dodge, but turned around and met it with his bat.

With a "snap" sound, his head turned to shatter, and the wrist of the person holding the brick also became a comminuted fracture, and the gold-headed tiger took advantage of the momentum to sweep back and swing out a 180-degree arc, and two people were knocked to the ground within the range of this arc.

The strength of the golden-headed tiger was too great, and after knocking down these two people, the strength of the bat did not decrease at all.

The golden-headed tiger then swung the bat in the opposite direction, and then swung it again, thus forming a defense in front of him, so that the opposing people did not dare to approach him.

The golden-headed tiger swung his bat and slowly stepped back to the front of a wall to protect his rear.

Although this move is effective, the strength of the gold-headed tiger is limited after all, and it is impossible to hold on like this for a long time, and the people on the other side also understand this, and they are not in a hurry to attack, but patiently watch the gold-headed tiger gradually consume his strength.

As soon as they see the Gold-headed Tiger slack, they will immediately rush forward and force the Gold-headed Tiger to swing the bat again.

Suddenly, I only heard a "bang" sound, and a blood flower burst out on the left leg of the golden-headed tiger, and he suddenly felt a burst of weakness, and involuntarily knelt on the ground.

Brother Hai took a shotgun with a sawed off barrel, stepped forward and scolded triumphantly: "I've been playing this all these years, stupid!"

"I'm ***!" the golden-headed tiger rushed forward hard, and the bat in his hand slashed straight down at Hai Ge.

Brother Hai hurriedly took two steps back, but he didn't expect that the golden-headed tiger was just a false move, the bat had not yet fallen, and his wrist shook to the side, hitting the neck of another person.

This person fainted to the ground without a sound, and it is estimated that for a long time in the future, his neck will not be able to move casually.

Although the Golden-headed Tiger took down another opponent, it was based on a moment of anger, and as a result, the back door was wide open.

The other party immediately touched the back, smashed the steel pipe in his hand on the crook of the golden-headed tiger's legs, and scolded in his mouth: "***!"

The Golden-headed Tiger almost fell to his knees, but he still stood and turned around to swing his bat from the bottom to the top.

The man was opening his mouth wide, his chin was hit by a bat, and the upper and lower rows of teeth involuntarily joined together, biting off half of his tongue.

His mouth was like an unscrewed faucet, but instead of water, blood was spurting.

The golden-headed tiger could take care of the front and couldn't take care of the back, so Hai Ge rushed up and kicked hard at the wound on the gold-headed tiger's leg.

The golden-headed tiger could no longer hold on, and knelt on the ground with a "poof".

Hai Ge carried a gun in his left hand and slapped the gold-headed tiger with his right hand, and the gold-headed tiger grabbed his wrist and then smashed it downward.

Hai Ge felt a huge force exerted on his wrist, making him irresistible, and his palm gradually bent in the opposite direction of the joint.

Brother Hai screamed in pain and pointed his gun at the golden-headed tiger.

Without waiting for Hai Ge to pull the trigger, the golden-headed tiger smashed the bat on the butt of the gun. The shot missed, hitting countless pieces on the concrete pavement in front of the golden tiger's knees, and hitting the bodies of the golden tiger and Hai Ge.

In addition to the wound on his leg, the place where he had been hit by the broken pieces was also scorching pain, but the golden-headed tiger still endured it and smashed the bat hard towards Hai Ge. “”

Hai Ge couldn't dodge, and was smashed by the golden-headed tiger in the central nest, shook twice and fell to the ground, and the shotgun was thrown on the ground.

Hai Ge used an ordinary double-barreled shotgun, and after two shots, there were no bullets, so the golden-headed tiger did not pick up the gun, but struggled to stand up and swung the bat at the person closest to him.

This person hurriedly blocked it with the steel pipe in his hand, but the steel pipe was smashed and bent with a bang, and the gold-headed tiger quickly raised the bat and slammed it on his heavenly spirit cover.

The man's head suddenly became like a blood gourd, and his eyes were squinted with blood.

The golden-headed tiger snatched the steel pipe and plunged it into his abdomen like a bolt of lightning.

The steel pipe is hollow and flat-headed, and the diameter of the top is at least about three centimeters, and it is actually inserted into the person's body more than ten centimeters, and it is almost exposed from the back.

The people of the Beihai Gang originally thought that they were outnumbered and could easily solve the battle, but after a long fight, although the Golden-headed Tiger was injured in several places, they did not have the upper hand at all, and several people were injured.

The golden-headed tigers were too strong, and they were a little timid, but they were surrounded by groups, but they didn't dare to lean forward.

Brother Hai got up from the ground, noticed the timidity of his side, kicked a nearby person, and scolded: "Give it to me, he is alone, I'm afraid of a fart!

Under Brother Hai's reprimand, the people of the Beihai Gang rushed up again, and the golden-headed tiger couldn't support it, resisted a few times, and was finally beaten to the ground by a person's bat.

Brother Hai stepped on the back of the neck of the golden-headed tiger and scolded viciously: "You really have two hits, originally you only had to kowtow and admit your mistake, and then take tens of thousands of yuan of tea money, and let you live, but now the uncle has changed his attention!"

Due to the severe pain in his chest, Hai Ge staggered and couldn't stand on his feet, but the golden-headed tiger was in a worse state than him, and he struggled a few times and never got back up.

"Oh heh, it's still exciting!" Hai Ge felt the huge power of the golden-headed tiger, and he was almost knocked to the ground.

He strengthened himself, crushing back and forth on the soles of his feet, trying to inflict more pain on the Golden-headed Tiger.

"Dog eggs!" The golden-headed tiger still did not give up his efforts, and competed with Brother Hai, and at the same time panted and said, "Our Star Dragon Gang will not let you go!"

"That's right!" Hai Ge laughed, "But only if they know how you died!"

The Beihai Gang let out a burst of laughter, and Hai Ge felt that he had finally regained face, and decided to go to the next level, spitting a mouthful of phlegm on the golden tiger's body.

The golden-headed tiger was not afraid of death, but he couldn't bear this humiliation, and when the phlegm fell on his body, he raised his head to look at Brother Hai, his eyes were bloodshot, and his facial muscles were twisted: "Don't think that no one will know, you can't run away from you dogs!"

"Go to hell and tell Lord Yama!" Hai Ge asked people to pick up the shotgun from the ground, and as he spoke, he loaded it with bullets.

At this moment, a cold voice came from a distance: "Don't bother Lord Yama and his old man, just tell me anything directly!"

With this voice, more than 20 people quickly ran over and surrounded the Beihai Gang, the leader of which was a young man in his early twenties.

He pushed Brother Hai away, helped the golden-headed tiger up from the ground, and asked with concern, "Brother Tiger, are you okay?"

"Ermao......" The gold-headed tiger looked at the person, took a few breaths and said, "Fortunately, you are here, and you have abolished all these eight lambs for me!"

Ermao is a middle-level boss of the Xinglong Gang, and his main activity area is not very far from Beihai Road, so Brother Hai knows him.

Seeing that there were more people on the other side than himself, and considering that the Xinglong Gang might retaliate against him, the Beihai Gang couldn't stand it anyway, and Brother Hai was a little timid.

But on the surface, Brother Hai refused to give in: "Ermao, this is a matter between us and the gold-headed tiger, you'd better not get involved!"

"Fart!" Ermao grinned, his face full of ferocity: "Brother Tiger is a member of our Star Dragon Gang, no matter what you and him do, it is between us and our Star Dragon Gang!"

Brother Hai no longer spoke to Ermao, but shouted at his own people: "Kill them for me!"

Ermao also waved his hand and ordered his subordinates: "Give it to me!"

The people on the Beihai Gang didn't know whether they had discussed it in advance, or if they had a good idea, and under Brother Hai's order, they didn't really fight with the people of the Star Dragon Gang, but retreated in all directions while fighting, and at the same time did not forget to bring their injured companions.

They retreated very quickly, and their tactics were very skillful, and they quickly broke through the encirclement of the Star Dragon Gang and scattered and ran away.

The golden-headed tiger couldn't swallow this breath and shouted, "Don't let them run away, chase me!"

"Forget it, Brother Tiger! I don't know how many people they are preparing for, where they are now, we must be on guard against being ambushed! I am not afraid to settle accounts, wait for my Ermao to slowly clean them up!" Ermao said, waving at his own people: "Come back, don't chase it!"

Ermao is not his subordinate after all, and the gold-headed tiger has no power to command, so it is already a blessing to be able to save his life. So seeing that Ermao had this attitude, the golden-headed tiger didn't say anything more.

Despite his impatient temperament and impulsiveness, the golden-headed tiger still understands this truth - it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. He made up his mind that when he went back to see Lin Peiwen, he immediately mobilized his men and horses to completely eliminate the Beihai Gang.

The Golden-headed Tiger sighed and asked, "Why did you come here?"

"I just took the brothers to collect an account, passing by here, I didn't expect to meet Brother Tiger, it's also a blessing!" Ermao checked the injury of the golden-headed tiger, and then said: "I'll find a place to bandage you first, and then find a small restaurant, we buddies haven't been together for a long time, let's have two glasses of wine together!"

"No, I'm going to see the boss right away!"

Ermao smiled and said: "I said it, I am not afraid to settle accounts, and I am not in a hurry for this moment, not to mention that the boss is having a meeting at the fathead fish." ”

Let's talk about Pang Jindong.

After clearing up the misunderstanding, Jintouhu entertained Pang Jindong for a drink in Xhosadi, so Pang Jindong not only knew that Jintouhu had such a bar, but also knew the manager there.

After Pang Jindong rushed to the Xosa Bar, he directly found the manager, and the manager was relieved to see Pang Jindong: "Boss Pang, Brother Tiger has already explained, we are waiting for you to come!"

Pang Jindong looked around and asked, "Are those people still there?"

"In private room six. With a sigh, the manager said, "They just beat two waiters, and they put down their words, before twelve o'clock today, if you don't show up, you will smash our field!"

"Understood. Pang Jindong nodded: "I'll go see them now." ”

"Boss Pang......." The manager looked at Pang Jindong and asked cautiously, "Are those people your friends?"

"They aren't qualified to be my friends yet, but you can rest assured that no matter how I handle this, it won't bother you!"

Pang Jindong misunderstood the manager's meaning, they pay attention to the word "righteousness", what will happen to the bar itself is secondary, the important thing is that they don't want the gold-headed tiger's friends to be hurt here.

The manager was a little depressed about Pang Jindong's misunderstanding, and immediately corrected it and said: "I didn't mean that, I wanted to tell you that Brother Hu has prepared a large number of people, and they are now outside the bar." If Boss Pang and these people have a knot that has not been resolved, they just need to say a word, and they don't want to stand up and walk out of here. ”

"No need. Pang Jindong patted the manager's shoulder with a smile, and then said: "I've caused so much trouble to you, I'm already very sorry, and I'll leave the rest to me!"

Pang Jindong went straight to the private room under the leadership of the manager, and the manager was the first to walk in after opening the door, and coldly told the people inside: "Pang Jindong is here, I don't know if it's the one you are looking for!"

Pang Jindong slowly followed in, observed the environment in the private room, and found that there were no less than ten men in black suits, all with fierce expressions.

These people were either sitting or standing, and as the door was opened, their eyes were focused on themselves, and in their right position it was Leng Yu himself.

Leng Yu was wearing a white short windbreaker today, with a pair of blue boots on his feet, on the coffee table in front of him, and a glass of wine was gently shaking in his hand.

As soon as she saw Pang Jindong, she stood up openly, but after trying to calm down, she slowly sat down and said word by word: "It's him!"