16. Wounded
Not far from the mouth of the alley, a black BMW stopped there, staring into the alley with a pair of gloomy eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This person is none other than Tang Yi'an.
Tang Yi'an looked inside the alley and lit a cigarette.
He smiled coldly in his heart, and thought: "Ding Feng, Ding Feng, if you want to blame it, you and me will fight for Zhao Wei'er, Zhao Wei'er is not a lowly waste like you can touch!" ā
At this moment, Ding Feng was standing in the alley, looking at the strong men around him, sweat streaming down his forehead.
Fortunately, this alley is not wide, and it can only be blocked before and after, and if it is on the street, it will be very troublesome.
However, Ding Feng still has pressure, in his previous life, since he graduated, he rarely fought, and this body, which was a dead house before, did not have many muscles at all.
"What should I do?" Ding Feng was secretly anxious.
If nothing goes wrong, it is estimated that today's Ding Feng will have to be planted here.
The muscular scar man walked in front of Ding Feng and slapped a thick palm on Ding Feng's face.
He said viciously, "Tut-tut, boy, you can let us squat here for a few days!" ā
Ding Feng frowned, looked at the scar man, and thought silently in his heart: "Who the hell is this!" Am I offending someone I shouldn't have offended? ā
Ding Feng was even more puzzled, he had only been in this world for a long time, and he had not come into contact with many people, let alone offended anyone.
Ding Feng suddenly popped out of the bottom of his heart.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought silently in his heart: "Could it be him...... Tang Yi'an? ā
After all, if you insist on saying that you have grievances with yourself, it seems that only that Tang Yi'an can meet the requirements.
Ding Feng's eyes flashed with brilliance, and the scar man said coldly: "If you kid kneel down for Lao Tzu and slap three heads, Lao Tzu may spare you!" ā
Listening to the words of the scar man, the group of little brothers behind the scar man laughed for a while.
Pointing at Ding Feng, his eyes were full of disdain.
Ding Feng also smiled coldly, "Kneel down and kowtow?" Hehehehehe......"
The scar man's face turned cold, and he looked at Ding Feng and said, "You fucking laugh at a yarn!" Grass! ā
As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped Ding Feng directly and wanted to slap it on Ding Feng's head.
However, at this time, Ding Feng involuntarily dodged to the side.
A set of punches came to mind.
These things were all imprinted in Ding Feng's mind.
Ding Feng seemed to have a complete set of encyclopedias of the earth in his previous life in his mind at this moment.
Ding Feng grabbed Scar Man's wrist with one hand, and then smashed a straight punch into Scar Man's face.
At this moment, the faces of the group of little brothers behind the scar man changed suddenly.
The scar man was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned hideous, pointing at Ding Feng and roaring loudly: "Dare to beat Lao Tzu? Beat him up for me! Beat to death! ā
In an instant, Ding Feng made a defensive gesture.
I saw that the scar man didn't know where to pull out a steel pipe, took a step, held the steel pipe high, and smashed it directly towards Ding Feng's head.
Ding Feng's face was shocked, and he took a step backwards, but he hit the wall, and fine sweat flowed down Ding Feng's forehead, and then took a stride, avoiding the steel pipe.
If he smashed a porcelain just now, it is estimated that Ding Feng would have confessed here.
Then he grabbed the scar man's steel pipe and kicked it out, this script was meant to kick the scar man's stomach, but who knows, he kicked low and kicked directly in the scar man's!
The scar man stared at his eyes for a moment, let go of the steel pipe, covered his crotch, and let out a violent scream.
The scar man's eyes were full of tears, and the heart-rending pain came out of his lower body.
"Humph!" Ding Feng threw the steel pipe in his hand and landed on the ground more than ten meters away.
However, at this time, a wind that broke the air whistled out from behind Ding Feng.
"Bang!" A steel pipe smashed Ding Feng's back, this is a dead hand! The power is amazing.
Ding Feng snorted, tears instantly filled his eyes, and a hot pain came out of his back.
Ding Feng endured the pain, threw out a steel pipe with his backhand, and hit the man's waist.
Then another punch was struck, directly into the man's eye socket.
"Up!" After those people glanced at each other, they all drew their weapons and rushed towards Ding Feng.
Even if Ding Feng knew how to fight those tricks, after all, he was not an old man who had been immersed in martial arts for many years, and he only knew the moves and routines, as well as the flawed life.
For a while, if it weren't for the narrow space in the alley, it is estimated that Ding Feng would have fallen now.
But even so, Ding Feng was also beaten from time to time with a stick.
For a while, his body was covered with stick marks, which made him look particularly embarrassed.
However, looking at the group of people lying on the ground, either covering their genitals or covering their toes, Ding Feng felt much better for a while.
Well, that's right, he used a small movement again, stepping on his toes and kicking his lower body.
Ding Feng adjusted his clothes to make himself look less embarrassed.
Tang Yi'an, who was not far away, listened to the continuous screams in the alley, and a smile appeared on his face.
said in a low voice: "Hehe, Ding Feng, this is the end of you and me going against each other." ā
However, as soon as Tang Yi'an's words fell, he saw Ding Feng walk out, and for a moment, the smile on his face froze.
As if he had seen a ghost, he said in a panic: "How can this be? How so? What about Scar? Scar has brought so many people, how can he let this Ding Feng come out! ā
Ding Feng didn't notice Tang Yi'an's BMW, the injuries on his body at the moment were not serious, but they were just in hot pain.
Ding Feng's face was not very good-looking, and there was not much conflict between himself and Tang Yi'an, but Tang Yi'an didn't directly call someone to beat him.
If it weren't for the fact that he had a lot of martial arts in his mind, as well as some of his own small actions, it is estimated that it would not be a few people lying on the ground now, but himself.
"Tang Yi'an! I'll have you pay it back sooner or later! ā
Ding Feng snorted coldly, and the pain caused by the iron rod behind his back came out again.
"Damn, this body is too weak...... Ding Feng muttered to himself in a low voice, a little dissatisfied in his heart, but there is no way, after all, how can the high school students of the previous owner of the ten dead houses be in good health.
Ding Feng shook his head helplessly and walked quickly in the direction of the city library......