The other security guards looked at each other, but after these security guards who had been trained in fighting glanced at each other, they all rushed towards Meng Wentian, someone discarded the wooden stick or brick in his hand just now, either took the iron rod from the side or took out the machete from his arms, and shouted in his mouth while rushing towards Meng Wentian:

"Beat him to death!"

"Avenge the Boss!"

"Mommy! a little bastard is actually spreading wild here and hacking him to death!"

"Whoever comes, who dies!"

Seeing their menacing appearance, the parents of the students retreated in panic, for fear that the iron rods and machetes held high by these people would fall on them. At this time, they realized how naïve they were when they rushed up to fight, how lucky they were not injured, these security guards didn't use their best strength to hit them just now, they just played with them, and now it's real.

Seeing the parents of the students rushing to flee and no one stepped forward to protect him, Meng Wentian did not feel any sadness in his heart, but felt very good, it was exactly what he wanted, lest he have to bother to protect them when he fought.

He quietly looked at the security guards who rushed over, and saw that the security guards in front of him were only a few steps away from him, so he started.

Seeing an afterimage flashing, Meng Wentian had already rushed to a security guard holding a metal three-chuckle on his right, regardless of how the other party swung it hard, he reached out and grabbed the three-section stick in his hand, and easily dragged it into his arms, not only snatching the metal three-section stick, but also dragging the security guard to the ground.

The hapless security guard came and gnawed on the mud, knocking one of his front teeth off by a brick on the ground, and let out a scream.

With a metal three-section stick in his hand, Meng Wentian was like a tiger with wings. This kind of three-section stick made of stainless steel has the right weight and length, and under Meng Wentian's swing, it not only strikes extremely fast and has a strong lethality, but also emits a burst of whirring sound when the previous section is waved, which produces a huge deterrent effect on the battlefield and completely achieves the effect of taking the lead from the crowd.

Several security guards looked at each other, their faces became more and more solemn, while the parents of the students who stayed on the periphery to watch were happy, and some began to cheer for Meng Wentian. But because the disparity in numbers is too great, many parents are still not optimistic about Meng Wentian, and no one dares to join the battle group to help Meng Wentian.

Some people are even talking about whether Meng Wentian is not afraid of machetes and iron rods, is he himself a hooligan who does not want to die? Since he is also a hooligan, let them eat dogs, we are all serious people, how can we help hooligans?

Meng Wentian naturally didn't know that he was misunderstood intentionally or unintentionally by the parents of the students who made excuses for his timidity, and he threw himself into the fight without a trace of panic under the siege of the security guards.

I saw him rushing left and right, moving up and down, and the three-section stick was even more flicking and flying up and down, specifically beckoning at the multiple joints of the group of security guards. The security guard who was smashed in the knee immediately fell to the ground, and the security guard who was smashed in the elbow immediately discarded the murder weapon.

The severe pain caused by the beating of the joints made some security guards lose their combat effectiveness and lay on the ground and snort in pain, but some of the security guards who had strong endurance struggled to stand up, or picked up the murder weapon again and rushed towards Meng Wentian.

But the severe pain caused them to lose at least half of their combat effectiveness, and it was even easier for Meng Wentian to clean them up.

Within five minutes, there were security guards lying everywhere on the ground holding their elbows or clutching their knees, crying or humming, and the only one standing in the arena was Meng Wentian.

The spectators and parents of the students were surprised and shouted.

But their cheers ceased before they could be fully uttered, and the change in sound was like a quacking duck suddenly being pinched by the neck.

Meng Wentian was stunned for a moment, and his eyes quickly swept over the fighting arena, looking for the reason why the crowd of spectators suddenly shut up.

Soon, he found out: I saw that the security chief, who had just been stabbed in the abdomen by his first punch, took out a short-barreled 1 shotgun from his arms and pointed at himself with a slight trembling.

Under the illumination of the high-power spotlights on the construction site, the black barrel of the short-barreled 1 shotgun exudes a swarthy cold light, which looks particularly terrifying.

Seeing the short-barreled shotgun, several parents of timid students screamed in surprise and hurriedly retreated, and a woman did not know if it was because her legs were weak or because she had touched something, she fell to the ground and let out a terrible scream: "Ah——, murder-"

The security guard with the gun grinned and said, "Aren't you very good, boy? …… Die-"

As he spoke, he slammed his right index finger on the trigger!

"Bang!" As the trigger was pulled, the muzzle of the short-barreled shotgun emitted a yellow light, spewing out a puff of black smoke and making an earth-shattering bang.

"Ahh

But Meng Wentian was safe and sound, he hugged his two arms in front of his chest, sneered at the security leader on the ground, and watched his left hand clutch his right wrist, rolling on the ground in pain.

Just now, when he pulled the trigger, Meng Wentian threw the three-section stick in his hand as a hidden weapon to the security leader, because he was facing a huge danger to his life, he almost used all his strength this time. The three-section stick went like a cannonball against the barrel of the shotgun.

Because Meng Wentian made a quick decision and grasped the timing very well, so that when the short-barreled shotgun bullet flew out of the muzzle, Meng Wentian's three-section stick also arrived.

The two met less than three inches from the muzzle of the gun: the bullet of the shotgun was knocked off, and the three-section stick continued to fly forward—

Although the bullets were fired from shotguns and were fast, they weighed very little, less than a thousandth of the three-section stick, and when they collided with the three-section stick made of stainless steel, the tiny marbles were splashed everywhere by the impact, and they did not hit the target at all.

If there are students or teachers who like physics here, they will definitely understand this principle, which is the conservation of momentum.

The stainless steel three-section stick that was vigorously thrown out by Meng Wentian flew extremely fast, and coupled with its weight, it had momentum far exceeding the shotgun bullets, so it hit those small marbles, but it still flew forward, smashing on the shotgun of the security chief.

Not only did he smash the shotgun to the ground, but he also broke the right wrist joint of the security chief!

The short-barreled 1 shotgun lay on the ground like a piece of scrap metal.

Everyone looked at Meng Wentian like fools, and they didn't expect this young man to have this ability. None of them saw the luck in Meng Wentian's eyes, let alone a layer of cold sweat on Meng Wentian's back.

I was so lucky just now. If he threw the three-section stick a little slower, and the bullet of the shotgun was a little further away from the muzzle, it would be impossible for the three-section stick to fly past to block those bullets, and the bullet that was fired at him would be seriously injured if it hit him without death. After all, he is a human being, not a god, and if a bullet hits his body, he will be injured, and if he hits the vital point, he will die.

When the security guard looked at Meng Wentian like a ghost, the parents of the students who were timid and weak just now were slowly regaining their confidence, and soon they became excited, thinking that they had found a strong backer, several people looked at each other, and rushed towards the fallen security guard with a shout.

When Meng Wentian saw it, he sneered in his heart and shouted: "Stop! Don't beat anyone!"

He was angry that the security guards had shot him, but he wasn't carried away by the anger, not only did he know that if these courageous parents were allowed to do whatever they wanted, they could die today.

No matter which side of the dead person is, he Meng Wentian can't get out of it, people will be regarded by him as the first offender, even if he has a relationship with the police, even if someone sympathizes with him as a student and reduces his criminal responsibility, but no matter how light the punishment is, he will not be sentenced to death or life imprisonment, but no matter how he says, he will have to go to prison for several years, at least he will have to be detained for a period of time, and if he wants to take the college entrance examination that will be held soon, it is impossible.

Besides, if someone is really going to die, the matter will be a big problem, and the police will definitely take away many parents of students who are present today for investigation, which will inevitably affect the children of these parents and distract them before the college entrance examination.

Therefore, Meng Wentian had to stop them from venting and stop them from hurting people.

As for the security guard who shot himself, let the police deal with it, if he shoots on such an occasion, even if he is not sentenced to death or life imprisonment, he will be sentenced to ten or twenty years.

His wrist that was broken by Meng Wentian was beaten in vain, and no one would redress his grievances.

Meng Wentian's loud shout made the parents of those students stunned, and they all stopped in amazement and looked at Meng Wentian one by one.

One of the parents who rushed to the front was stunned for a second, and then asked angrily, "Why stop? I'm going to kill him, what can you do to me......?"

Before the words fell, Meng Wentian's body suddenly jumped and rushed to the parent at an incredible speed.

didn't see him make any movements, the parent was put to the ground by Meng Wentian, and moaned in pain while rubbing his waist: "Ouch, my waist, my waist is broken......"

Meng Wentian knew that this guy was pretending, but he was just lying on the ground for him not daring to move. After practicing "Awakening Brain Technique", Meng Wentian, who has been fighting the Northern School Hongquan since he was a child, not only has his strength increased a lot, but his movements are also much more sensitive, and he has become more and more measured when he starts.

He didn't use much force just now, and he avoided the critical parts of this student's parents, this guy couldn't have been injured, and he wouldn't have been in pain like he screamed so much. After all, the parents of the students are different from the security guards, they are also victims, and it is impossible for Meng Wentian to really hurt them.

However, he was also happy to watch the excitement, and even quietly kicked the guy in the waist, which made him really miserable.

Because this parent's pretended screams helped him scare the other parents, those parents who were about to move not only did not rush forward, but some were slowly retreating, looking at Meng Wentian, a young man, in horror, guessing which side he was helping and figuring out what he meant.