Greenfur was terrified. The thugs around him all dispersed automatically, for fear of lying down.

The green hair cried with a sad face, lifted the machete and pointed at the anti-bone boy and scolded, "I, Cao Nima, you dare to betray Lao Tzu!"

The other thugs not only did not help, but felt a sense of relief. As long as the person who comes out to top the bag is not himself, go fuck the righteous anger of the rivers and lakes!

"Stand up!" Zhou Xing pointed his gun at him and coldly ordered. Greenhair shook his head and shrank desperately into the crowd, his eyes full of pleading.

"Stand up! I'll say it again!" Zhou Xing was ready to shoot.

Your sister, you're going to kill everyone like this! A group of thugs immediately thought, if Zhou Xing's gun didn't hit accurately, wouldn't it hurt the pond fish?

I don't know who pushed the green hair in the back, and the green hair stumbled and fell in front of Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing propped up his green-haired chin with the muzzle of a pistol, "You hit me, right?

"Boss, big brother... Grandpa, this is the order of the seventh brother, I just do it... Please, please let me live!"

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the green hairy chin, which made this man of a hundred and dozens of pounds collapse. He threw away the machete, not daring to move at all, tears and snot rolled down in unison, and the smell of feces and urine faintly came from his lower body.

Zhou Xing interrupted him in disgust, "If you come out to mix, you have to be ready to pay it back!"

Let me destroy you on behalf of the moon!" Zhou Xing pulled the trigger sharply. Click... Click... The revolver bullet slot kept turning, but no bullet came out.

At this time, the green hair closed his eyes and waited for death. Click, Zhou Xing pulled the trigger again. The muzzle still didn't shoot a bullet. He withdrew his gun and opened the nest, only to see that it was empty.

Your sister, there are no bullets at a critical time? What kind of trouble is this?

The green hair opened his eyes blankly, Lao Tzu is not dead, and saw Zhou Xing in front of him fiddling with the gun with a depressed face. A bold idea popped up in Greenhair's heart, and he ran out of bullets!

"Brothers, he's out of bullets, go on, avenge the seventh brother!" the green fur yelled, picked up the machete on the ground and rushed forward.

A group of thugs looked at the two in a daze, not knowing what tricks they were going to play. A few thugs jumped out of the way.

Zhou Xing threw away the revolver in frustration. Nima, pretending to be too pressing, didn't even notice that the bullets had run out.

When he looked up, a razor-sharp machete was already slashing at him. At this time, it was too late to hide, and he was about to be cut open with a machete.

Subconsciously, Zhou Xing's Tan leg played a role. His left arm was sideways, only to hear the tooth-sore metal collision sound of "dang", and the green-haired machete slashed at Zhou Xing's forearm.

The machete cut his sleeve directly, colliding with the iron plate inside the sleeve and creating dazzling sparks. The essence of Tan's legs - hands are two doors, which subconsciously saved Zhou Xing's life.

Both were stunned, not understanding what was happening. Looking at the green hair and a few thugs with flashing eyes behind him, Zhou Xing felt a sense of crisis and was the first to react. He made a slight effort and flew up with a kick that hit the green hair's chin.

The sound of bones breaking sounded. Green Fur only felt that his jaw was hit by an African male rhinoceros in heat, and his body involuntarily flew upside down, crashing into the abandoned machinery and equipment four or five meters away.

With a loud bang, Greenhair's body slammed into the machine and fell to the ground again. Under the irradiation of the flashlight, the corners of the green hair's mouth were full of blood foam, and his body twitched unconsciously.

He tried his best to support his body with both hands, but after moving for a long time, he couldn't do so. After a moment, his body stopped twitching, and his eyes had lost their brilliance.

Zhou Xing's hand scared a bunch of gangsters again, and he could kick a hundred and forty or fifty pounds of old men, how much foot strength did it take?

The gangsters who wanted to go up and slash twice while he had no bullets just now retreated collectively this time. No wonder this thing dares to come to the appointment alone, it turns out that he has no fear with his stunts!

Zhou Xing didn't even glance at the green hair and Seventh Brother on the ground, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit them and took a puff. "Let's go, this grudge is over!"

A group of thugs were relieved, they lifted the seventh brother and the green hair on the ground, and they didn't even dare to let go of a fart and withdrew clean.

In the dark, Zhou Xing's cigarette butt flashed and went out, life is really lonely as snow!

"Lonely ball, you, with your scumbag combat power, in "Kung Fu", the sauce explosion can hit ten at a time!" The system was worried about Zhou Xing's expansion, so he came out and poured a basin of cold water.

"Is that bare-assed, rib-lined barber kid? can he beat me ten by himself?" Zhou Xing obviously didn't believe it.

"You really don't believe it, the sauce is bursting and punching, a pair of scissors in the hand of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing, this level of skill in "Kung Fu", that is the battle of the five scum, but put it in the city, a proper master! ”

"What about me?" Zhou Xing asked, pointing to his nose. "What level of master am I?"

"You are an ordinary boxer now, and you are still 108,000 miles away from the realm of a master. ”

Damn, the pleasure of revenge was lost by the system. The world of "Kung Fu" is really sinister, and it seems that you have to accumulate enough strength to play it.

Zhou Xing depressedly took a taxi and returned to Yu Xiaohui's coffee shop. I saw Yu Xiaohui fidgeting and holding a coffee cup, glancing at the door of the café from time to time, looking like a wangfu stone.

Yu Xiaohui has decided that if Zhou Xing doesn't come back tonight, she will go to the police station to turn herself in and expose the crime of killing Zhou Xing by the seventh brother. Even if she sits in prison, she will avenge Zhou Xing.

When she saw Zhou Xing's figure appear in front of her, Yu Xiaohui first smiled, and then covered her mouth and cried bitterly.

Zhou Xing opened his arms, and Yu Xiaohui rushed into his arms like a swallow. Tears soaked Zhou Xing's chest. Zhou Xing patted Yu Xiaohui's violently undulating delicate body, and it took a long time for her to calm down.

"Let's go, if you want to cry, go home and cry, there are so many people watching here!" Zhou Xing quipped.

Yu Xiaohui burst into tears and laughed. "You hate it!" Zhou Xing took her hand and got into a taxi.

Seeing the surrounding high-rise buildings retreating rapidly, and the buildings around him becoming more and more familiar, Yu Xiaohui asked uneasily, "Where are you going to take me?"

"Go back to your house, don't you want to visit your parents? I happened to go to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law, and I happened to be together!" Zhou Xing lit a cigarette and laughed.

"Who is your father-in-law and mother-in-law, shameless!" Yu Xiaohui said in a coquettish voice. In a moment she figured out something. Looking at the driver in front of her, she said in Zhou Xing's ear in horror, "Husband, let's not go home, I'm very satisfied that you have this heart." There must be police officers in my neighborhood!"

Although Zhou Xing's gun is gone, he is extremely confident in his fists and feet. Besides, if you can't beat it, you can still run. The speed of Blackskin's escape is not covered. Most crucially, he also has a gold medal for avoiding death.

He patted Yu Xiaohui's pretty face and said, "Don't worry, everything is with me, no problem!"