Five seconds later, Lynch's hand fell, and another iron drill pierced through the table top and hung under the table.

Blood gushed out, quickly soaking the entire palm, and faster than the blood flowed was the sweat on Wang Stick's body, and his back was already wet due to the severe pain.

Although the two chicks were frightened, they didn't scream, Han Shiyao was a little excited, but it was Lu Yuxin, biting her delicate lips and not saying a word.

Regardless of whether Wang Stick is disrespectful or not, Lynch will take action, but his insult to Lu Yuxin aggravates the Cheng Dù that he will be punished.

And Lynch's words moved Lu Yuxin to a great extent, she was tense her tear ducts, if she hadn't smelled blood, she would have cried out loud.

Using that kind of dirty words to insult Xiao Yuxin, Wang Stick is definitely to blame, he can't imagine that Xiao Yuxin is a child without a mother, and he can't imagine that Lynch was born to abandon the streets. Similar fates carry completely different lives, but the long river of years has not diverged into rudders, orphans and abandoned babies have finally met.

The violence continued, and the eyes of the nailed Wang stick were cracked, which was much more uncomfortable than being stabbed. I was stabbed at that moment, but this pain is continuous, and the more you tremble, the bigger the wound will be torn.

But Lynch made it very clear, if you are consumed, I will continue to plug it in until you pull it out.

Seeing another iron chisel falling in the air, Wang Stick gritted his yellow teeth and pulled out his palm with a pop. Lynch took the plate containing the fish and raised it casually, and the blood spilled was isolated in the air.

Looking at the king stick with two blood holes inserted into the back of his hand, he was lying on the ground like a dead dog, his face white as if he had been drilled into a fat powder box.

The diners stopped eating one after another, men, women and children locked the focus, and some of them who knew Wang Stick had already clapped their hands behind their backs.

"Brother Stick, Brother Stick, are you okay?" The team members gathered around, and the hairy monkeys were the most excited, stripped off their bare shoulders with their necks, stabbed and torn, and their short sleeves turned into rags, regardless of whether they were disinfected or not, they were busy wrapping around Wang Stick's hands, sending them to the hospital, and stopping the bleeding first.

This king stick hurts, just like a mad wolf who has been hungry for seven or eight days, whining and whining, kicking and beating hands and feet, and four or five people can be held down, and only then can the bandaging be completed.

"You, you're stunned and waiting to die, go and beat this kid up for me! Call someone, ouch...... My hand !! "Wang Stick was lying on the ground, and his lungs were about to explode."

The people who followed Wang Stick to eat were not good at stubble, the boss put down his words, no one dared to admit it, some people dialed their mobile phones, some people pouted the legs of chairs, and moved towards Lynch in a bag-and-clamp trend. What this group of people are best at is to beat up, whether you are a dragon or a tiger, a few beat you to see if you can still get a bargain.

"Brother Lynch, be careful. Han Shiyao exclaimed, the pig's head that hit the striker had already been killed, holding a two-foot-long throwing stick in his hand, shiny and shiny, and swishing with the wind, this would hit his face, and he would be half crippled if he didn't die.

Lynch still sat in place, waiting for the opponent to enter the attack range, his body was like a dragon swimming out of the sea, seemingly a light and fluttering slanted collision, and his shoulder was attached to the pig's head.

Unexpectedly, this guy's expression first stiffened, and then his feet were volleyed, and his physique, which was nearly two hundred pounds, smashed into the open space five meters away like a pumpkin, almost knocking over the oven.

I want to stand up, but it's impossible, it's like the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys are all twisted together, and I can't breathe, and when I am about to hold my breath, a mouthful of old blood sprays on the spot.

This "Iron Mountain Leaning" Lynch made a dark energy, and he couldn't get out of bed at all for ten days and a half months, and his hands were a little heavier, but the result was very gratifying.

Before the team battle started, the two generals were lost first, how sad the shrimp soldiers and crab generals were, Lynch didn't say much, the beer bottle smashed over one, and the hand fan stunned one.

The rest of the hairy monkeys wanted to run away, but they were frightened by Lynch's angry roar, and knelt on the ground with weak legs, and collapsed on the spot, and their trouser legs were full of stench.

In this way, the best situation was the king's stick, the leader of this group of ruffians, who was nesting on the ground and pretending to faint.

Lin Qi smiled slightly, pulled Han Shiyao to him, and made a look, Han Xiaoniu flew up with a kick, fell down with a cruel blow, and stepped on the calf of Wang Stick.

The latter whimpered, reached out to rub his leg, but the wound deepened again, and it was not kneading, nor was it kneading, and its body was arched like a boiled lobster.

"Hmph, dare to pretend to be dead, see if this girl doesn't kick you to death!" Han Xiaoniu said, kicking with both feet again, probably inexperienced, and almost tripped herself.

Lynch stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Sister, are you relieved?"

"Relieved, so relieved, I wanted to beat this turtle bastard. Han Xiaoniu was excited and shouted: "Mom and Dad, you two come quickly, one person makes up for it!"

Han Guangming walked up to Yang Hui, where did he dare to kick it, and said with tears in his eyes: "Don't fight, you see that he is injured like this, and he is killing people." ”

"yes, I beg you to stop beating me, I'm going to die. "The king begged for mercy, like a pug.

Lynch kicked him in the head and said, "What are you pretending, compared to your little brothers, the injury on your hand is lighter, apply some Yunnan Baiyao, faster than anyone else." ”

Wang stick ouched, but it was Han Xiaoniu who kicked her foot again, this good boy is different, he beats people so honestly, but he will be in this posture.

The crowd hula came around, some pointed at their noses and scolded, some secretly mended knives behind their backs, regardless of whether they knew or not, verbal and written, fists and feet.

"Hey, run away! Catch him!" someone shouted, and thousands of people went out in unison, directly knocking down the runner on the spot, and the gang beat him violently. are all neighbors of the Xinjiekou generation, who has not been angry with these people, this time it can be regarded as blowing up the temple, smoking, kicking with high heels, and taking off the clip to take off the printed lines on the face.

The most annoying thing is that a few young students picked up a few half-cut bricks in the corner of the wall and smashed all the glass of the law enforcement vehicle.

Lynch is a little stupid, it's obviously a script of heroes beating bullies, how can it suddenly become a mass riot, what a big hatred This is, the uniforms of the city management are all ripped off.

One by one, wearing big pants, with bruises and purple on their bodies and backs, covering their faces, rolling, and their grandparents begged over and over again, but no one stopped.

The noise came and went, and even the nearby households were alarmed, several aunts were wearing pajamas, looking for familiar faces to inquire, without half a nonsense, dragging the two legs of the king stick and away directly. The procedure steps are the same, first crackling and drying, then ripping off the uniform, bare-chested and bare-backed, one by one Mei Chaofeng reincarnated, sharp, scratched by children, there is no good meat on the body.

In the chaos, the alleys were red and blue, the sirens were loud, and several police cars rushed in, and more than a dozen policemen jumped down in unison, lined up, intending to surround the scene.