Swan Lake is next to Hui University, the area is quite small, there is a forest on the side near the school, there is a sparse room, it is a good place to meet beauties and deal with disputes.

Now there are five people here, their waists are bulging, I don't know what else is missing, there is no one around, maybe they have seen this unreassuring posture, and they have avoided it. The leader was a middle-aged man who was not very athletic, squatting under a tree, the cigarette butt in his mouth flickering with his breathing.

The four young men who followed He Bangwei saw this side from a distance, and they breathed a sigh of relief, it was He Bangwei who they met first and was taught a lesson, and now that someone is helping, they can take revenge.

On the other side of the road, Santanari's Chu Yun's eyes lit up, and he muttered in a low voice: "There is a situation." Is this to pick up the goods? She still insisted on her judgment, He Bangwei was a drug-related person.

When he was some distance away from the woods, He Bangwei saw the malicious eyes of the five people opposite, but he still walked over unhurriedly.

The five people in front and the four people in the back stared at him like this, and they all praised in their hearts: have courage! Then I saw He Bangwei on the side of the road, turned left and was about to continue walking...... Such an untimely turn is really uncooperative.

A young man in the woods couldn't help it and shouted: "Grandson! Hold it! In the woods, except for the leader who squatted and smoked, they all surrounded him, and the four people behind him also quickened their pace.

Santana stopped at the intersection to observe the situation.

He Bangwei stopped.

The scene in front of me is a little familiar, and the emotions in my heart are also a little familiar. Are you in a bad mood again? People in this world are really interesting, they always find the right time to provoke trouble, and they can always send it to let themselves vent their emotions.

The eight people pulled out the iron rod pinned to their waists, surrounded He Bangwei, and were about to do it without saying a word.

The middle-aged man who was squatting there smoking spoke: "Wait, Kezi hasn't come yet." Whoever you are, come and wait. Provincial suffering. "He is saying this to He Bangwei, let him obediently tie his hands and arrest him.

He Bangwei glanced at him, lowered his head slightly, and made a move.

The knee was slightly bent, and the ball of the right foot kicked the ground with force, and the figure flashed.

The left hand clenched his fist and hammered it to the chest of the opposite person, and with a snatch of his right hand, the iron rod was taken down.

An arrow step, rushing out of the encirclement.

With an iron rod in his hand, he had the feeling of having a sword in his hand and worry-free in the world, He Bangwei smiled secretly in his heart, that is, he should be almost good-looking.

When the surrounding young people heard the eldest brother shouting, they were about to stop, but they wanted to be caught by him and stand out, so they immediately beat him with sticks. He Bangwei's face was flat, his eyes were quick, and his left hand met the most powerful stick, changed direction slightly, and grabbed it again.

The image of holding a stick in both hands is even more inconsistent, and with a sigh, the fire is on full swing.

The sound of ping-pong shocked the middle-aged man who was squatting and smoking, and Chu Yun who got off the car from Santana and rushed here.

What characters? Actually one against eight! Don't fall behind!

The middle-aged man stood up quietly, took out a twenty or thirty centimeter fruit knife from his waist, and slowly touched it from behind.

The two young men who had been robbed of their iron rods felt that they had lost face, and when they pounced forward, they wanted to hug He Bangwei's hands and feet and give their companions a chance.

He Bangwei did not retreat but advanced, his shoulders were pushed forward, and the two young men were beaten back.

With the figure of these two people, He Bangwei's iron rod stabbed directly, but he unconsciously used a sword move to break the air.

The tiger's mouth of the two people on the opposite side was stabbed, and two iron rods fell.

The rest of the people were a little frightened for a while, hesitating whether to fight or retreat, but He Bangwei was not at all helpless, the iron rod rose, and he was about to make a long sword and stabbed it, and the straight iron rod saw that he was about to make a contribution but fell down in mid-air.

"Eternal life and eternal life cannot hold a sword!" The curse sounded coldly in my head, the second attack today! He Bangwei had a splitting headache and his body trembled.

"Drug addiction?" A long-haired young man immediately became bold, and slammed a stick on He Bangwei's back, hitting him with a stumbling stumble.

With the help of the stick, He Bangwei reluctantly exerted himself, put down one knee of his right leg, and received another stick on his left waist, and fell to the ground, facing up on his back.

The situation is critical!

A business car slowly drove on the road, and several people came down with a wheelchair, Cousin Ke brought people over, just in time to see the scene of He Bangwei being picked, his heart was very happy, and he hurriedly shouted a few people to push him over.

Chu Yun rushed here in front of Cousin Ke, holding a baton in his hand and handcuffs around his waist, and said fiercely: "Police! What the hell! Stop! Patrol cars are coming! ”

The middle-aged man in the lead just touched He Bangwei's back, and when he heard this, he glanced at the two people who didn't have sticks in their hands, smiled fiercely, and stabbed He Bangwei's thigh with the fruit knife in his hand on the ground!

He Bangwei's hair trembled, and he rolled on the spot, just avoiding the knife, but his right arm was hit again.

The middle-aged man's face was hideous, and he changed it to a stroke, and stroked to the lower abdomen.

If you want to practice killing skills, you must first have the courage to kill!

This is a murderer!

But the opponent has the courage, He Bangwei has killed countless people!

Strongmen have a lot of blood blades, and killing people is like mowing grass!

The dignified future sword god actually fell to such a point, rolling all over the ground, eating knives with sticks, this will gradually disappear the curse, and He Bangwei's ferocity suddenly rose.

Shrink hard, the abdominal muscles are tight, the waist is twisted, slide back, support the ground with both hands, and kick the left foot low, pointing to the wrist of the middle-aged man, with a crooked knife posture.

With a cold grin, He Bangwei got up, pulled up an iron rod, first shook away a young man who had been picked up, and then stomped a short man away.

The middle-aged man was holding a fruit knife, and when he saw that his eyes were indifferent and did not fluctuate, his heart was cold, and he immediately turned around and ran.

He Bangwei didn't chase him, but only pulled the iron rod away, and the middle leg was crooked.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground. The others finally realized that they were not of the same level as each other and did not dare to step forward.

Picking up three or four iron rods scattered on the ground, and looking around, He Bangwei slowly paced to the middle-aged man, condescending, without saying a word.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, and the middle-aged man was not cowardly, he sneered and was just about to speak, He Bangwei's right foot slammed into his left leg.

Rattle, the chilling sound of broken bones sounded with screams.

He Bangwei once again stepped on the person's calf.

A young man next to him was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he turned around and wanted to run, but He Bangwei flew out with an iron rod, and he fell.

The rest of the crowd shrank and did not dare to move.

Chu Yun was stunned with a baton. In just a few minutes, the scene was reversed!

Cousin Ke was stunned in a wheelchair, swallowed his saliva, and whispered to the people around him, "Hurry up and get in the car." It happened that He Bangwei looked at him, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, coughed lightly, and forced out a smile.

He Bangwei retracted his gaze, stepped down again, and the wail that had just been lowered sounded again.

Looking at him without the slightest fluctuation in his expression, everyone felt chills in their hearts.

PS: It took two hours to write the fight scenes, which was really hard work... Let's take some comfort with recommendations.