Xiao Jing looked at this group of people, and was unwilling to settle disputes on the crowded streets.

"Okay. He said.

Several people glanced at Li Dachuan who was beside Xiao Jing a few times, and the red hair said: "Brother, we have a personal grudge with him, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

Li Dachuan smiled: "It's okay, I'll go and take a look." ”

A few gangsters were obviously a little stunned by Li Dachuan, who was a bald and strong man, and seemed a little hesitant.

"Since you're willing to go along, don't blame us for the blood. ”

In the end, the absolute advantage in numbers may have given them confidence, and a few people walked to the back of the mall around Xiao Jing and Li Dachuan.

Behind the mall is a small alley, although there are people, but it is quite remote.

Several passers-by saw the outfit of the group and hurriedly took a detour.

Since the Crazy Boy series of movies came out in China, strange costumes and groups of teenagers have become unprovoked objects.

Group fights of hundreds of people are often seen, machetes, steel pipes, plates, bricks, everything.

There was once an arrogant gang of teenagers who played a slogan: The teenage death squad specializes in cutting the boss's stool!

(The boss stool is a Yudu dialect, which generally refers to bullies over 30 years old)

There are actually a dozen or so teenagers with dyed hair in the alley.

Nima, today's children still know how to divide the army.

If I hadn't called Li Dachuan today, I would have really planted it.

"That's a lot of people. Xiao Jing said.

"What's the matter, can you say it now?"

The gang of thugs obviously didn't want to talk properly, and someone inside yelled, "Squat!"

The thugs who were squatting and smoking all stood up, and nearly twenty people stood together, not to mention that it was really a bit oppressive.

Xiao Jing said: "If you have something to say, Shao Nima will come to this set." ”

"Fuck you!"

The yellow hair from before jumped up and wanted to slap Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing kicked Huang Mao and kicked Huang Mao to a stagger.

The red-haired boy yelled: "Get it for me, I'll be responsible for killing me!"

Li Dachuan kicked on the red hair and rolled the red hair on the ground.

"Lao Tzu is going to see who kills who today!"

Li Dachuan let out a loud whistle!

But immediately, the two of them were overwhelmed by more than a dozen people, and Xiao Jing and Li Dachuan were protecting their vital parts, and they couldn't fight back at all.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, this is not said in vain.

Soon, seven or eight of Li Dachuan's brothers rushed in.

When they saw Li Dachuan and Xiao Jing being taken away, they didn't make a sound, just quietly followed behind.

Li Dachuan had an explanation before, and listened to his whistle.

Seven or eight people rushed in to take a look, and the number of thugs inside was obviously beyond their expectations.

But it doesn't matter, since they know that something is going on, they must be prepared.

A man hurriedly opened the travel bag in his hand, which contained a weapon.

More than a dozen teenagers were stupid at first glance, and Nima looked like he had run into a professional.

Seven or eight people picked up the steel pipe and slammed their heads and faces, causing more than a dozen teenagers to cry out and grab the ground.

Li Dachuan helped Xiao Jing up, and in just a few dozen seconds, the two of them were already disgraced, and they both received a lot of punches and kicks.

No matter how much you can fight, as long as you are not at the level of a national martial arts master or a fighting champion, and you meet a lot of opponents, it is really useless to be able to fight.

The two of them could only protect the important parts of their heads and chests just now, and they had no power to fight back.

Li Dachuan patted the dust on his body with satisfaction, this is what he wanted.

The people who called someone over were prepared, and after the fight, they ate and drank, and the brothers had to give each of them another pack of cigarettes.

It is impossible for him to ask Xiao Jing for money, and Xiao Jing is a notoriously poor ghost, so he doesn't want it.

Then the money can only be made from these little gangsters.

If no one is hurt, asking someone else to take the money is extortion.

But as long as he and Xiao Jing are beaten, they are asked to take the money, which is called the medical bill.

Even if the other party calls the police, the police usually mediate in this situation.

And these teenage bastards, the least fun thing is to call the police, and calling the police is faceless and coerced.

But the parents of the other party may call the police and have to guard against it.

That's why he has to whistle.

Soon, more than a dozen teenagers were escorted and squatted on the ground.

None of them were seriously injured, and because their momentum was taken away, the resistance was not very fierce, so Li Dachuan's gang did not kill them.

Xiao Jing knew that the game had only started now.

He was a little worried, afraid that Li Dachuan and the others would make things bigger.

But he couldn't speak, people only came because of his business, and if he told people not to make a big fuss now, then what the hell is it.

followed a few die-hard friends to fight a lot, and he still understands the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Li Dachuan patted Xiao Jing's shoulder: "Don't worry." ”

"Brother Chuan, thank you. ”

"Our brother, say this. ”

Li Dachuan grabbed Hongmao's hair: "It's you looking for trouble, right?"

Redfur gritted his teeth and didn't speak.

He knew, and if he admitted it, he was finished.

Li Dachuan pointed at Huang Mao with one hand: Say, Whoever is making an appointment, or I will break your legs!"

A person picked up the steel pipe and made a gesture to fight, Huang Mao was so frightened that he shivered, and quickly pointed at Red Mao with his finger.

The man disdainfully kicked Huang Mao to the ground, betraying his brother's cowardice, and no one looked down on it.

Li Dachuan said: "Why are you bothering my brother?"

The red fur still didn't speak.

Li Dachuan touched his bald head, as if he was thinking about how to fix this red-haired boy.

Xiao Jing said, "Let me come." ”

Let's finish it by ourselves.

Being angry for your mother is also a kind of filial piety, and there is no need to be beaten up.

Xiao Jing slapped Hongmao on the face and asked, "Your mother's surname?"

The red-haired face changed suddenly.

Xiao Jing smiled: "I guess your mother's surname is Chen." ”

There was a panicked look in the red-haired eyes.

Xiao Jing continued: "Your mother's name is Chen Huifang, if you are killed, do you think your mother will avenge you?"

Hongmao was obviously frightened, and hugged Xiao Jing's thigh: "Big brother, I was wrong." I'm just trying to help my mom vent. ”

Xiao Jing kicked the red hair away and said, "You help your mother get angry, call him a dozen people, just now, you can fight hard, isn't your friend's friend here, is now lying on the ground waiting for death?"

Xiao Jing grabbed the red hair's hair again: "Also, do you still want to find someone to take revenge?"

The red hair really had this plan, your brother is awesome, and he can't stay here every day, right?

Lao Tzu beat you for not being able to take care of yourself, who can you go to?

But now he really doesn't dare, because Xiao Jing has already broken his bottom, he is not afraid, but if this group of people finds his mother, he must not be scared of a heart attack.

The red hair said repeatedly: "Don't dare, I really don't dare." ”

Xiao Jing said: "My brother is coming, what do you say?"

Li Dachuan added: "And we have very serious injuries, internal injuries. ”

Redfur stopped talking again.

Xiao Jing said in Hongmao's ear: "Boy, let's break the fortune and avoid disasters by yourself, my brother is not a student cub like you, you don't think about yourself, but also think about the friends who come to help you get ahead." ”

Although he has some sympathy for this red hair who is angry for his mother, he is not so great as to help him save money.

What are you kidding, it's not that Lao Tzu is clever, maybe it's ten times worse than this red hair.

Nima, my arms and back still hurt, do you want to really see a bone-setting doctor later?