Chapter 8 Injuries

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As soon as he moved like this, the others were all on at once.

"Yes, beat him!"

"This kid is so good!"

"It's his turn!"

"......"

More than a dozen people gathered in a circle, scolding and rushing towards Zhou Ye from different directions, looking very impressive.

The surrounding crowd hurriedly moved away.

Zhou Ye was not afraid of danger, and even showed a playful sneer on his face.

"That's not how the fight works."

At the moment when everyone was close, Zhou Ye's left hand stretched out like lightning, and he grabbed the wrist of the person directly opposite.

This person was the first to rush up.

Zhou Ye exerted force with one hand, took the opportunity to go back, and pulled the inch head in front of him, and as soon as he clamped his left arm, he stuck the neck of the inch head in the crook of his arm.

"Oops, it's broken, let go of me!"

Zhou Ye couldn't care about the shouting of his head at this time, and used his body to block the attack on the left.

Then he raised his right foot and kicked it suddenly, kicking the person next to him and flying out.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Mao on the right kicked in a flying foot, Zhou Ye stretched out his right hand and hugged the other party's ankle, and with a fierce upward force, Huang Mao was knocked to the ground.

"Bang."

Huang Mao's back fell heavily to the ground, and he was dizzy and his internal organs were churning.

Almost at the same time, two muffled sounds of "dong dong" came out, and Zhou Ye was hit twice on the back.

But this level of strength was obviously insufficient, just allowing Zhou Ye to take a step forward due to inertia, but it almost didn't hurt him, he didn't even look back, he raised his leg again and kicked the person in front of him.

Don't look at the dozen or so people on the other side, but when one person is standing, there are only five or six people who can get close at the same time, and in just a moment, there is no one in front of Zhou Ye and on the right side who can stand anymore.

And he was only kicked six times.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhou Ye let go of the young man in his arms, raised his foot and kicked the other party's back suddenly.

The force of this kick was so great that it directly kicked the goods into the air, fell on a person in front of him, and smashed that person enough.

At this point, eight were lying on the ground.

"Huh."

Zhou Ye turned around abruptly and looked at the last five.

At this time, the two young men just raised their feet and kicked over, Zhou Ye did not retreat, but advanced, stretched out his hands and stepped forward to catch the legs of the two, and took the opportunity to go back, and sandwiched the legs of the two under the ribs on both sides, and then pushed the two of them and strode forward.

", let go!"

"You let go of Lao Tzu quickly."

At this moment, the two young men landed on one leg, and were pushed back by Zhou Ye with a small jump, not to mention how uncomfortable the action was.

And that's not all.

Under the shame and indignation, the two waved their hands at Zhou Ye, but they couldn't reach it, like a child crying to an adult, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Well, that's what you asked for."

Zhou Ye smiled slightly, his hands suddenly relaxed, and the two of them stumbled and fell aside.

"Oops, my feet seem to be broken! , it's so swollen. ā€

"Shhh...... Don't scream, Lao Tzu's ass is sitting on the stone and he doesn't say anything......"

Zhou Ye didn't stop, rushing to the last three, who knew that these three people turned around and ran away, not looking back at all.

Zhou Ye shook his head, didn't continue to chase, turned around and walked to Huang Mao and the others.

At this time, there were only four people lying on the ground, and the other four had quietly run away.

Zhou Ye looked at Huang Mao, who had just sat up on the ground, and asked with a smile: "Now can we talk about compensation?" ā€

"I'll compensate you for being spicy, Lao Tzuche is still waiting for you to compensate, you are so blackmailed, I want to sue ......" The yellow-haired man is very bad, and he can't fight, but his mouth is absolutely hard, and he dares to scold people at this time.

"Smack!"

Zhou Ye stepped on the other party's mouth with his foot, and directly kicked Huang Mao to the ground again, and at the same time stepped on his back words back into his stomach.

"As I said, if you owe it again, I won't show you mercy again."

This is the second time Zhou Ye kicked Huang Mao's mouth, but this time it was obviously more violent, and when the blood flowed out of Zhou Ye's soles, Luo Bing on the side couldn't help but cover his mouth in fright, and let out an exclamation.

"Ahh

This exclamation woke up Cuntou, Cuntou's eyes suddenly lit up, he got up in pain, and rushed towards Luo Bingning.

"!"

Zhou Ye's face changed, and he was about to step forward to chase after him.

At this moment, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Huang Mao's eyes, and he suddenly took out a switchblade from his trouser pocket, and the blade popped out with a "rub" sound, and stabbed it at Zhou Ye's calf.

"Poof."

This knife was ruthless, and it sank into more than an inch deep, until it touched the bones inside before it could stop, and then it was pulled out by Huang Mao.

But Huang Mao was like a demon, and a knife didn't seem to solve his hatred, so he raised his hand and stabbed it again.

"Hiss......"

The sharp pain came, Zhou Ye's legs and stomach spasmed, and sweat came out of his head.

", why is it over?"

Seeing that the switchblade was piercing again, Zhou Ye's brows furrowed suddenly, and he used this injured leg to pull Huang Mao's wrist with a "snap" and kicked the knife aside.

"Oops! the groove. ā€

Huang Mao's wrist swollen at a visible rate, and he grinned and screamed in pain.

"What's the matter, the young people are so tiger now, right?"

Zhou Ye scolded with an irritated expression, raised his toes, and took the switchblade in his hand.

Blood flowed out and flowed down his ankles, looking a little hideous and terrifying, but Zhou Ye seemed to be unaware of it, limping towards his head.

Opposite side.

Luo Bingning held her handbag in both hands and slapped it in front of her indiscriminately, stunned that she didn't let her head get close.

The inch head was a little angry, and when he decided not to pity the fragrance and jade, he heard the screams of Huang Mao.

He hurriedly turned around, but saw Zhou Ye walking towards him step by step, with blood on his leg and a knife in his hand.

I panicked, ", what do you want to do?" Don't come here, I'...... I'm going to call the police! ā€

However.

Zhou Ye not only did not stop, but suddenly increased his speed, startling his head a lot.

"Are you crazy? It's not just blood that kills! "Cuntou can't understand Zhou Ye's behavior at all.

Although Zhou Ye's injury was not caused by him, but because of him, he was already a little weak-hearted, and at this moment, seeing Zhou Ye's suicidal behavior, he couldn't help but have some associations in his mind, "If this kid really dies here, I can't tell ......"

In the next moment, images of police cars and prisons suddenly appeared in his mind, and a sense of extreme fear rose in his heart.

", this kid might be crazy."

Seeing that Zhou Ye was less than five meters away from him, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he didn't want to stay for a moment longer, so he turned around and ran.

"Stop! Run again, be careful I stab you! Zhou Ye's eyes were cold, and he let out a loud shout.

But the spirit of the inch head at this moment was on the verge of collapse, and he didn't dare to stop at all.

"Whoosh!"

A cold light flashed, and a throwing knife was inserted into his buttocks.

Blood was brought up, and severe pain was introduced.

A painful expression suddenly appeared on his face, he turned his head to look behind him, and fainted to the ground with a "whoosh".