Brother Biao's more than 20 horses were all equipped with electric batons, but only a few faces, all of them had been electrocuted to the ground by Li Xiaojie.

Li Xiaojie shook his neck, his heart has not moved his muscles and bones for a long time, and today's intensity seems to be a little small.

"What's going on, Brother Biao, do you still have anyone? they're all too weak. Li Xiaojie expressed helplessness.

At this time, Brother Yi Biao's concentration was also a little unbearable, "You, you, you, who are you, how can you not be afraid of electricity?"

"Oh, did I say I'm afraid of electricity?" Li Xiaojie waved his hand, he remembered that he hadn't said a word just now.

"You ......" Brother Biao and the others were all speechless, it seems that they miscalculated today.

However, it's one thing to miscalculate, what will they do later? Do they resist Li Xiaojie's pervert?

"Boy, you killed my dad, I want you to pay for your life!" Xiong Yingjun shouted and took out a half-meter-long watermelon knife from the car.

Li Xiaojie looked at it and was a little dumbfounded, this Nima city is really too social, he uses knives and guns to kill and chop at every turn, and he doesn't take him as a "grim reaper" in his eyes at all?

However, Li Xiaojie couldn't stop others from dying, he sneered: "Little Xiongxiong, if you want to take revenge, you will come, if my grandfather says a word of fear today, he will not be surnamed Li!"

Jokes, Li Xiaojie, who is proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts, is still afraid of a watermelon knife? Guan Gong's big knife is tired of playing.

"Damn, I'm going to kill you!" Xiong Yingjun was furious, picked up the watermelon knife and rushed towards Li Xiaojie.

Brother Biao didn't say much after watching this scene, but Brother Mao's legs trembled a little, and what he was most afraid of was Li Xiaojie casting a silver needle.

Li Xiaojie looked coldly at the angry Xiong Yingjun, and to be honest, he felt a little helpless.

Li Xiaojie spread his legs and made a standard kung fu posture in the movie, just waiting for Xiong Handsome Watermelon Knife.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is going to chop you alive today!" Xiong Yingjun shouted, and the watermelon knife in his hand came straight to Li Xiaojie's head with a whistling sound of breaking the sky.

Xiong's handsome watermelon knife is tricky and ruthless, if he splits it with a knife, maybe Li Xiaojie will end up in a different place.

In an instant, the space stood still, and under the faint light, Brother Biao and the others didn't even dare to come out, staring at Xiong Yingjun's handsome figure without hesitation.

The watermelon knife was cut off at Li Xiaojie's head, Li Xiaojie shook his head with a smile, and seemed to have no intention of moving.

"Haha! This kid must be scared silly, he is not afraid of electricity, but he is definitely afraid of knives!" Seeing that Li Xiaojie did not react, Brother Xiao Mao screamed excitedly.

However, then he was slapped in the face, and it was a hard slap in the face.

At the last moment, Li Xiaojie's figure moved instantly, and disappeared directly like a ghost, leaving only an afterimage that was split apart by Xiong Yingjun's knife.

For a while, Xiong Yingjun was a little dumbfounded, and the pleasure of revenge was fleeting, but it turned into a strong sense of crisis.

On Xiong Yingjun's forehead, a cold sweat was faintly breaking out, and he thought of the first time he met Li Xiaojie, he used a dagger that time, but he was beaten by Li Xiaojie and couldn't get out of bed for a few days.

"Hmph, you dog still want to avenge your father? I don't want to teach you a lesson, do you really think that this peasant is easy to bully?"

Behind Xiong Yingjun, Li Xiaojie's mockery sounded.

When Xiong Yingjun heard this, the watermelon knife in his hand immediately slashed back, but he split it again, and there was no one behind him.

it, what's going on, people?

Xiong Yingjun panicked even more, why did this Nima disappear because he was a big living person?

"Haha! don't look for it, I'm on top of your head!" Li Xiaojie sneered.

Xiong Yingjun was shocked, and subconsciously looked up, but what was ushered in was a small handful of powder from Li Xiaojie.

"Brush!"

"Wow! What did you put in my eyes? Fuck Nima, bastard, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Xiong Yingjun's eyes were swollen instantly, he seemed to be blind, and the watermelon knife in his hand kept slashing at the air.

At this time, Li Xiaojie's figure was already five meters away from Xiong Yingjun.

Li Xiaojie clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Haha! How is it? Are your eyes spicy, numb, and cool?"

"You, what the hell did you put in my eyes! Oh my God! My eyes, my eyes are going to be blind!" Xiong Yingjun directly threw away the watermelon knife in his hand, and sat on the ground with his head in tears and cried, almost crazy.

"Hehe, I have wasted a lot of ingredients in private, including garlic powder, Sichuan pepper powder, chili powder, mint powder, uh...... By the way, and mustard!" Li Xiaojie said shamelessly.

"Poof!" Yang Peng, who was sitting in the car, couldn't help laughing, who is the most convinced in the world, Yang Peng may only serve Li Xiaojie in the future.

This Nima, garlic, pepper, pepper, mint, mustard powder, perfect match! Only one kind is already a kind of torture in people's eyes, and they are all put together......

Tsk, Brother Xiaomao is already frightened at the moment, and he has already regretted provoking Li Xiaojie at noon today.

At this moment, everyone is sympathetic to Xiong Yingjun, this Nima, several powders are in the eyes at the same time, this sour is probably unforgettable for a lifetime.

"Ahhh

Not far from the road, a bald man was leading his wife back from shopping, "Hey, who is yelling at night?"

Zhao Dahai felt that this thing was a little incredible, at eight o'clock in the night, someone was shouting at the gate of the Fengchan community, what kind of system could this become.

In this regard, Zhao Dahai was a little angry and came to Brother Biao's side.

"Huh, why are there so many people lying on this ground?" The closer he got to the source of the sound, the more frightened Zhao Dahai became.

On his Zhao Dahai's territory, or under his nose, who is so bold as to dare to make trouble at the gate of the Fengchan community?

Zhao Dahai took a closer look, and a burgundy Porsche sports car was crawling there, "Huh, isn't this Biaozi's car?"

Dizzy and dim light, Zhao Dahai instantly saw Brother Biao and Brother Mao and others with shocked faces, as for Li Xiaojie, because the light was too dim, Zhao Dahai didn't see clearly.

Brother Biao suddenly heard a familiar voice, he looked back sharply, and suddenly knelt on the ground aggrievedly, "Brother Hai!!"

"Biaozi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Dahai was busy helping Brother Biao up, "It's a big night, why are you doing it at the gate of my Fengzen community, if this alarms the officials inside, won't it give me another problem?"

"Brother Hai, I ......" Brother Biao pointed to Li Xiaojie's back in the shade of the tree, "Brother Hai, you have to be the master for me, this kid is too ...... to deceive people."