Chapter 97: Pinching soft persimmons
There are only more than a hundred people in each wolf group, and all of them are advanced masters, and many of them are strong ranks. The four wolf groups add up to five hundred people, and they are the mainstay of the Celestial Wolf Society. And the remaining thousands of people are cannon fodder-level thugs.
Although these thousands of cannon fodder are nothing at all in the eyes of a few of their advanced masters, after all, the number is there, and it will consume a lot of physical strength to let them fight all the way in, and it will also give them enough time to prepare for the wolf king.
Since it's a surprise attack, it's a surprise kill.
The car slowly drove into the territory of the Sky Wolf Society, and at this time, a younger brother stopped them and stepped forward to check.
"Who are you, what are you doing?!" yelled at them as he stood by the car window.
Several people in the car were wearing sunglasses, and I saw Xu Han turn his head to look at the little brother, and said with a slight smile: "We are from the Goshawk Society, and the Eagle King asked us to come to the Wolf King, and we have some private matters to discuss." ”
"Looking for the Wolf King?" the little brother looked at him suspiciously, and then snorted coldly: "You wait." ”
Then, the little brother took out his mobile phone and started calling.
Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Lei released the brake, stepped on the accelerator, and with the roar of the engine, the car drove quickly, Zhang Lei deliberately turned the steering wheel, and knocked the little brother who was on the phone into the air, and the phone was still asking who those people were, and the tire blew the mobile phone.
Seeing the car speeding over, the younger brothers in front of them suddenly panicked, wanted to stop the car but didn't dare to stop, and then were knocked off one by one.
Xu Han looked back and said, "Drive faster, and rush to the Heavenly Wolf Pavilion in one go." ”
"No problem, cold team!" Zhang Lei smiled coldly, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the exhaust pipe whined, knocking the carton pushed up in front of him to the ground.
"Stop! Stop!" The little brothers of the Celestial Wolf Society shouted around the car like bullfights: "Who are you, who are you!
Zhang Lei didn't pay attention to them at all, the steering wheel was killed, and the dragon swung its tail to the ground, knocking those little brothers to pieces.
After the collision and running, the whole car was excited, some whistled, some howled.
The car rampaged through the territory of the Sirius Club like a mad cow, making the Sirius Club restless.
"Everyone is steady!" Zhang Lei reminded, there was a sharp turn in front of him, the car did not slow down, and he played a limit drift.
Those little brothers who rushed over to stop the car were simply meeting love around the corner, and those who reacted quickly rolled to the side, and those who reacted slowly were knocked out and rolled farther.
"Wolf King!"
The little brother who was so frightened that his ass was urinating rushed into the council hall with a crawl, "The wolf king is not good! A car rushed in and crashed into it like crazy, and many brothers were injured. ”
"A car?!" the Wolf King frowned, "Who drove the car?!"
"I don't know, it's a group of people with sunglasses, and the car is driving from the Goshawk Society!"
At this time, Blood Linglong, who was also sitting in the council hall, snorted coldly: "You so many people can't stop a car?!
The little brother lowered his head and didn't dare to squeak, while the wolf king smashed the chair with one palm, "It doesn't matter who he is! Dare to break into my Heavenly Wolf Club, die!" After that, he turned to the lone wolf and said, "Lone wolf, you go and lead someone to catch them! I want to see who is so bold!"
"Okay, Wolf King. The lone wolf got up from his seat, glanced at Blood Linglong, and the two secretly sent Qiu Bo, and then strode out of the council room.
The Fierce Wolf Regiment and the Evil Wolf Regiment do not have a leader for the time being, and the lone wolf can now dispatch the brothers of the two wolf groups at will.
There were only about 50 people left in the Fierce Wolf Regiment, and all of them were called to stop the car. Stopping a car is not a matter at all for a group of advanced masters.
Zhang Lei was having a good time in the car, when suddenly a fierce wolf brother fell from the sky and punched through the roof of the car.
Then six or seven more people rushed out and came to the car.
Suddenly, the roof of the car burst open, and the fierce wolf brother standing on the roof of the car screamed, and the whole person was blown into the air, and then Xiao Cheng jumped to a position higher than him with a smile and slammed down on his stomach.
Syllable!
The man fell like a meteorite, all the way to the bottom of the car.
At this time, the car exploded with a bang, seriously injuring the six or seven people gathered around the car.
The rest of the fierce wolf brothers couldn't help but gasp, feeling that these "intruders" were not simple. Then they looked at it and saw several tough guys in sunglasses standing in their encirclement with a smile on their faces, with a light and breezy face.
A flat-headed man stepped forward and yelled at Xu Han: "Dare to break into the Heavenly Wolf Club, are you impatient? ”
Chenyang suddenly took a sip: "Did I let you speak?!"
The flat-headed man's face changed, and he was about to explode, but he heard a loud sound in his ears, and a cicada wing knife as thin as a cicada's wings was inserted between his front teeth, which scared him into a cold sweat.
Seeing this scene, the brothers of the Fierce Wolf Regiment couldn't help but take a step back.
The flat-headed man had a knife stuck between his front teeth, and he couldn't speak, and a bean-sized cold sweat slid down his cheeks. It was so fast that he couldn't even see what the other party was throwing, and a cicada wing knife was stuck between his front teeth, and he didn't even have time to react.
Chenyang gently plucked his ears and said disdainfully: "Pretending to be forced, continue to pretend to be forced?" Lao Tzu can't get used to you who likes to pretend to be forced, you say that there are so many of you, you have a lot of fucking words." If it weren't for Lao Tzu's kindness, the knife would not have been stuck between your teeth, but in your throat. ”
Cicada wing knife, a kind of flying knife, is famous for being extremely sharp and thin, and the blade is as thin as a cicada wing, so it gets this name, and it is the best in the flying knife.
The one who can make this kind of flying knife handy, must be a good hand at making flying knives, the flat-headed man is also a strong master, and he didn't even see the appearance of the flying knife clearly before he was hit, if the other party really wanted to kill him, then he really didn't even know how to die.
The surrounding fierce wolf brothers couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and hesitated in their hearts.
One of the thinner ones asked weakly, "Are you really kind-hearted?"
Chenyang laughed softly, leaned his face over and said, "Look into my eyes, what do you think?"
The thin man shook his head: "You are wearing sunglasses, I can't see." ”
Chenyang scolded angrily: "You don't care to see it!"
The thin man nodded as if he didn't understand, and closed his eyes as if he was feeling something.
"How's that, see?"
The thin man nodded again, then shouted and punched over.
Poof!
A cicada-wing knife sank into his chest, and the thin man fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, motionless. Frightened, the others took another step back.
Chen Yang sneered and scolded: "Lao Tzu just said it so casually, you will believe it, are you stupid? Tell you, whether Lao Tzu kills or not, it depends on the mood!"
After that, another cicada wing knife was thrown, killing one person in an instant.
"Look at the face, too! He's so ugly!"
At this time, a tall and burly man also stood up: "What about me?"
Burst!
The cicada wing knife flashed away, the tall man fell to the ground in response, and Chenyang asked rhetorically, "What do you say?"
A slender man with a fair complexion just wanted to say something, but was killed by a knife by Chenyang, who said with disgust: "Don't disgust me!"
"Kill him, brothers!"
I don't know who shouted like this, and the brothers of the fierce wolf group rushed over together, the guys, and the bright fists and feet.
"Hey, when I don't exist, right?" Xiao Cheng shouted, and when he raised his foot, he hit a few flying kicks, kicking several in a row.
Kuroko let out a beastly roar, and rushed through the crowd, throwing one on the left and one on the right, throwing and throwing, and those fierce wolf brothers were like shot put balls for him to play with.
Xu Han, Yang Guang, and Long He also started to fight with the brothers of the Fierce Wolf Regiment.
Only Zhang Lei stood in the center of the crowd with his glasses as steady as Mount Tai, as if the fighting around him had nothing to do with him.
Soon, someone took aim at this man with glasses who did not participate in the fight, and he seemed to be polite and seemed to be easy to bully.
People who seem to be easy to bully are easy to provoke some people who like to pinch soft persimmons, so these people aimed at Zhang Lei and ran towards him with fists and feet.
With a pop, Zhang Lei was punched on the right side of his face, his glasses flew out and fell to the ground, and then he was trampled flat by the crowd.
The person who beat him secretly rejoiced, hey! This is really a soft persimmon, and it is comfortable to pinch.
Zhang Lei staggered back a few steps, suddenly stabilized his figure, and then a mysterious smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
Of course not, since the pinch is so comfortable, it is natural to pinch a few more times, so he waved his fist and rushed towards him.
A cold glint flashed in Zhang Lei's eyes, and then he met his fist and slammed it up.
Seeing that the "soft persimmon" was reversed, the man sneered in his heart, and dared to fight back?
Fist to fist, slamming into the ground, and then the man's face changed dramatically, first with iron blue, and then with a terrible pale.
I only heard the crackling sound of the man's arm, and he sank down several times, and before the man could lift his breath, Zhang Lei kicked him in the stomach again.
With a whoop, the man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out like a cannonball, taking several people from the crowd with him.
Zhang Lei moved his neck, squeezed his two hands to a crackling sound, and said disdainfully: "I haven't been active for a long time, it's time to find a few to practice." ”
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the other ones who had come to pinch the soft persimmons, making them tremble.
"Is it cool to pinch soft persimmons?" Zhang Lei asked them with a smile.
Those ones, you look at me, I look at you, shaking their heads like waves. They complained in their hearts: We wanted to pinch the soft persimmons, but we haven't pinched them yet, it was that guy who beat you, and we didn't do anything.
However, don't say that they just thought about it in their hearts and didn't say it, even if they did, Zhang Lei wouldn't listen.
"Let me also taste the taste of pinching soft persimmons!" Zhang Lei sneered and rushed towards them, and immediately screamed.