The iron door of the 1120 warehouse of Jinshazhou Shoe Store was kicked open.

"Hulala!"

Lin Jun, Xiaobo and other five people rushed in, the lights were bright, and there were about four or five people, playing poker around a table. They saw someone come in, and after a moment of amazement, they all stood up.

"Something, someone's coming!" shouted a guy on the very edge, opening his mouth.

"Take your mother's B, do you have a gun, or do you have a cannon?" Xiaobo took the lead, reached out and grabbed his neck collar directly, and then poked the "detonator" in his hand directly into his neck!

"Kneel, fuck you!" Lin Jun held a seven-hole machete wrapped in his clothes, kicked one directly down, and then poked the opponent's head with the tip of the knife. And the other party didn't dare to move, because the seven-hole machete, in terms of appearance alone, its wooden handshake and arc are too similar to five consecutive hairs, especially after being wrapped in clothes.

"Smack!"

The person behind Xiaobo, holding a knife, used the back of the knife to directly knock down the other party's guy, and then put the knife on his neck and shouted: "Fuck your mother, come, move your neck, what do you think of my blade?"

"What about people?!" Lin Jun asked, glaring at the man who fell to the ground.

"Your mother is a B, I don't think you want to go out of Guangzhou!" The people on the ground gritted their teeth and looked at Lin Jun, and replied with a stiff neck.

"You really don't seem to know, I'm going to live here for a long time!" Xiao Bo, whose nerves were not very normal, snatched his companion's knife and slashed directly at the head of the leading young man.

"Brother, brother, I'm here. Liu Xiaojun's voice floated in the room.

"Bo'er, take it away. Lin Jun quickly greeted.

"Don't move, put your head in your hands!

The people brought by Xiaobo opened a horizontal row and directly surrounded the other party in a circle!

"Bang, bang!"

Xiaobo ran to the door of the room where Liu Xiaojun shouted, and then kicked N feet continuously, directly opening the door!

Inside the house, Liu Xiaojun was tied to the bed, covered in countless bruises, and shouted while struggling with the hemp rope: "Here!"

Outside, in the hall.

The young man who was held by Lin Jun's "gun" had a gasping sound in his mouth, his eyes were staring at the bottom of the table, and then he gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the "muzzle" in Lin Jun's hand.

"!" Lin Jun instinctively dodged with the gun, and took a step back.

"Whoa!"

The young man grabbed the clothes wrapped around Lin Jun's "muzzle", and then shrunk his neck, as if he was about to carry a gun with his hands. But the moment he tore his clothes open, he was stunned.

The clothes are scattered, and the tip of the knife is directly exposed!

"Fuck you, he doesn't have a gun!

"Poof!"

Lin Jun knew that he couldn't be frightened, so he immediately slashed down directly. The young man had a wound the length of an arm on his back on the spot, but he didn't even blink his eyes, and his hand went directly to the bottom of the table.

"Bang!"

Lin Jun raised his leg and kicked it, quickly kicked over the table, and then slashed at the leading young man with a knife.

"Fuck you!"

The opponents who were surrounded by the circle let out a neat angry scolding, and then you saw this group of panicked people, bare-handed, and directly rushed to grab the knife in the hand of Xiaobo's companion!

Yes, just reach out and pull the knife!

Suddenly, there was chaos in the house, and the four people on Lin Jun's side, against everyone, picked up in the house!

The door to the audit room on the second floor was kicked open, and three people rushed out with imitation of June Fourth. In fact, they had already noticed the situation downstairs, but because Lin Jun had a gun in his hand just now, they did not show up rashly, but prepared to go down the external stairs from the second floor, and suddenly stopped. But as soon as the knife in Lin Jun's hand was revealed, the matter was broken.

"Fuck your mother, pout, listen!" Xiaobo helped Liu Xiaojun, holding the broken "detonator" in his hand, and threw it directly from the first floor to the upper floor!

"Hulala!"

The three people upstairs immediately retreated into the house.

"Smack!"

The detonator fell in the corridor on the second floor, and then there was a loud sound.

Five seconds later!

"Bang!"

The detonator exploded, and the lower gunpowder pushed the other end of the exploded detonator, directly shattering the glass, burrowing into the house with a whoosh, and then exploding in the air!

"Fuck you! A strong man in the room, with trembling legs, scolded: "Double detonator?

"Fuck, fake, two kicks, fuck you!" the other man reacted and kicked the door and rushed out again.

Downstairs, at the door.

"Smack!"

Lin Jun slapped a knife on the head of a young man, this person took a step back, but he was not afraid of the knife in Lin Jun's hand at all, he pinched the brick in his right hand and slapped it directly!

"Bang!"

The brick smashed into Lin Jun's side ear, and blood was wiped out on the spot!

"!"

Lin Jun took a knife and exchanged it with the other party, he drew a knife, and the other party guaranteed to return a brick!

After four or five strokes, the other party has no knife in his hand, and there is no emptiness at all, and the bricks are smashed down!

"Crackling!"

Xiaobo's companions rushed over, one person and one kick, and directly knocked down the leading young man of the other party!

"Squeak!"

Nissan broke the bread, the front of the car was aimed at the street, the tail was aimed at the alley, and it stabbed over!

"Get in the car!"

Xiaobo shouted.

"Hulala!"

Everyone staggered and fled, and Lin Jun got in through the door of Nissan's trunk, looking quite embarrassed!

"Kang!"

A gunshot rang out, and Lin Jun, who was just about to close the trunk, instinctively dodged, and then the rear windshield burst, and a large piece of glass ballast floated down directly!

"Buzz!"

Fan Yong drove the Nissan van directly into the street, and then drove away, while the people behind chased a full half a street before stopping.

"Brother, are you okay?" asked Fan Yongzai.

“…… Damn, these people are too natural, they don't hide from knives at all!" Lin Jun gasped violently, lay in the trunk, swallowed his saliva and asked, "Xiaojun!!, what's the matter?"

"I'm fine, the Zheng family is very particular, they know that it has nothing to do with me, so they don't bother me much! Before you came, I was just about to be taken away!" Liu Xiaojun replied while untying the bandages on his body that had already stinked.

"It's okay to come back, it's okay to come back......" Lin Jun wiped his face, and then continued to ask: "Lele, call over there, people are leaving!"

"Brother Le is not here, he got out of the car just now, I thought he was going to help you step on it!" Fan Yong hurriedly replied.

"Fluttering!"

Lin Jun sat up suddenly when he heard this, and then asked in the trunk, "When did he leave?"

"You go, he'll go!" Fan Yong replied: "It's okay, I guess I'm separated, I'll call him!"

Lin Jun paused, and then scolded: "It's over, you go back first, I'll go to Fangcun!"