Chapter 275: Group Fight? (Three more small explosions)

"Hey. You're here for that, too. As soon as Ye Bihuang saw Lee Kuan Yew's posture, he knew that he was beaten because his own Lao Tzu had been beaten and came to trouble that group of gangsters.

Lee Kuan Yew raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "I'll see who is so bold." He clenched his fist as he spoke.

The people behind Lee Kuan Yew are all tall and big, everyone is bald, and they look very imposing, Ye Bihuang estimates that these are some of Lee Kuan Yew's strongest subordinates.

"What are you doing in a daze, this is my buddy who has played since I was a child, called Ye Bihuang, all of them are called Brother Huang for me!" Lee Kuan Yew turned his head and shouted at the younger brothers behind him.

Those little brothers bent down at the same time and said in unison: "Brother Huang is good!" ”

Ye Bihuang nodded slightly, he didn't care about this kind of etiquette at all, and he didn't feel anything, he pushed open the somewhat rusty slanted iron door, and said, "Brothers, walking?" ”

Lee Kuan Yew pursed his eyebrows, stretched out his feet first, and said, "Walk." ”

Ye Bihuang also liked to fight when he was a child, and he was known as the campus duo with Lee Kuan Yew.

The biggest difference between the two should be their academic performance, Ye Bihuang's academic performance is very good, and Lee Kuan Yew is very poor, which also led to the two of them taking different paths later.

Lee Kuan Yew became the leader of the gangsters, while Yip Bi Huang went to university and eventually became a member of the Fengxiu Group, working as a minor clerk during the day and a burglar at night.

A group of six or seven mermaids walked in and walked into the courtyard of the water tower, Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew walked in front side by side, and several younger brothers walked behind.

The water tower on the southern suburb side should have been managed by a few retired old men from the depot, but at this moment, the lounge has long been gone, and I am afraid that it was also run away by that group of thugs.

Seeing the blood that had already dried up on the side of the water tower door, Ye Bihuang's eyes were even more angry, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't know how much of the dried blood belonged to his father, but he knew that there would be more blood flowing here.

Ye Bihuang gently pushed open the door of the water tower.

Seven people entered one after another.

There is a high staircase in the middle of the water tower, which divides the entire water tower into two spaces.

In the distance, I heard a commotion from the other side of the stairs, as well as the sound of songs, which seemed to be "Snow Wolf Lake".

Ye Bihuang and a few people walked in, only to see four cynical and unruly people holding cigarettes, sitting in front of a round table playing cards, they either put their feet on the table or drank beer.

There is also a big radio on the ground next to it, and "Snow Wolf Lake" is played from this radio.

The innermost thug was facing outward, and when he saw someone coming, he stood up and shouted, "Hey, you guys, who let you in!" Get out. ”

Lee Kuan Yew's eyes suddenly turned cold, his fists clenched, and he stepped forward and was about to speak, when he heard Ye Bihuang's voice coming from behind him.

"Huang Mao, tell me, who of you is in charge here?"

There were three people left over there. They all stood up and threw the cards on the table, and one person slapped his hands three times, and then seven or eight people suddenly appeared from the other side.

I saw that they were in different postures, but most of them were leaning against the wall, looking at Ye Bihuang and the others with disdainful slanted eyes.

"Why am I telling you? Say, what the hell are you guys here for? That yellow hair naturally didn't eat Ye Bihuang's set, and his words were extremely provocative, "You fucking know if this is anyone's territory"

As soon as the word "plate" was spoken, before his mouth was closed, he saw a black shadow appear in front of his eyes, and then his stomach was hit hard, and the whole person flew five or six meters like a cloud, and hit the wall with a "bang".

"I say! Who is in charge here? Ye Bihuang's voice became very cold, very cold, there was a ray in his eyes that could kill people, there were so many people present, no one dared to look at him.

Because his kick is so deterrent, one kick can kick people five or six meters away, what kind of power is this!

"You! You wait, I'll call the boss, and you're the turtle grandson when you're gone! "The boss here has already greeted him, and he can't do it without his order, so when this little brother saw Ye Bihuang doing it, he hurried to invite his boss.

"Go!" Ye Bihuang glanced at him and spat lightly.

Lee Kuan Yew stood behind Ye Bihuang and looked at Ye Bihuang with some surprise, he knew that it was a fact that Ye Bihuang was fighting well, but this was too dick.

simply ignored the fact that there were more than a dozen people on the other side, came up and worked hard, and kicked one unconscious.

Lee Kuan Yew felt that Ye Bihuang was really a little reckless, and secretly swallowed a spit, but he thought that he would do the same.

The younger brother soon entered through the door on the other side, and in the next came a large man in the shape of a husle, who had a shaved scalp with a huge hammer-shaped tattoo on his head, and a crescent-shaped scar at the corner of his eye.

The strong man had a cigarette in his mouth, two large silver earrings on his ears, tattered jeans, and a jacket with his shoulders exposed.

The whole person looks majestic and intimidating.

He stepped forward, ignoring Ye Bihuang, a little man, glanced at Lee Kuan Yew, and said, "Yao Zai, are you going to make trouble today?" Why did you suddenly come here to beat my little brother? His tone was full of arrogance, he himself was a head above Lee Kuan Yew in Tao, and now he had more people present, so he naturally had more momentum.

Lee Kuan Yew snorted coldly, stepped forward and stood side by side with Ye Bihuang, staring at the blue-scalped strong man with his eyes, and said, "Horse fat!" Don't pretend to be a big name with Lao Tzu, let me ask you something, did you beat my father. ”

The corners of Ma Yan's mouth raised slightly, looking very flat, he sat on the stool in front of the table, and said, "I beat a lot of people every day, how do I know who your father is?" Could it be that the person I hit every day is your father? Then your mother is too good. As he spoke, he laughed, and his little brother also knew how to look at him, and he laughed at the same time.

When Lee Kuan Yew heard him insult his mother like this, he immediately became annoyed, and his fists rattled loudly, but now there were fewer people on his side, so he suppressed his temper and said, "It's just a few old men who patrolled here two days ago." ”

"Oh, you said those old immortals, they don't know each other, I naturally want to beat them, is there your father among them?"

Lee Kuan Yew stepped forward and said, "Yes! ”

"Your name is Ma Fat, right, do you want to break your left hand or your right hand, I'll give you three seconds to choose." Ye Bihuang suddenly interjected, his voice was cold.

Ma Yan looked at Ye Bihuang funny and said, "Yaozai? Is this your little brother? Is he lacking in discipline?"

"Three seconds have passed"

The words were still not finished, Ye Bihuang suddenly stepped forward, kicked out, the whole chair flew out, and then rose into the air, and kicked the horse fat with two legs and two feet at once.

"It's over"