Originally, about ten miles around Shengdezhai was the range of the Chengbei Power Plant. Shengdezhai is the most decent restaurant in the living area of the power plant, and the small square not far behind it is the basketball court in the living area of the power plant.

Eight years ago, the development and relocation of power plants changed the extensive operation of the past and took the route of high and new technology, so many workers were "bought out" and became laid-off workers.

If this place is developed normally, it is nothing, but the land developer ran away, this land is idle for eight years, and this area has become a three-regardless boundary, many laid-off workers' children have no jobs, and those who have no interest will do some small business without capital, and those who have no interest will go around extorting and messing around, and become unemployed.

The small square is located in the middle of various old houses, and the patrol car is too lazy to enter it, so it has become a treasure place for local splashing and happy parties.

Fang Wuxian had walked through here before and observed the terrain, so he chose to "go head-to-head" here.

At first, he guessed that these splashes would not dare to come, and when they came out of the old man's house full of alcohol, he walked to the vicinity of the small square in the dark, and there were miscellaneous smells wafting in the air, the most of which was the smell of people.

Good fellow, no wonder you are so bold that you have gathered more than fifty people and distributed them all around the square, which means that you want to besiege yourself!

Fang Wuxian stopped in the dark and did not move, he was by no means an impulsive player, although he could fight and resist beating, but in the face of more than fifty people alone, he had to know himself and his opponent.

Autumn nights are cool, and the temperature and smell are different and easy to tell.

Fang Wuxian is not afraid that there are many people on the other side, if the other party prepares cold weapons, he can still run if he can't fight it. But if the other party prepares lime bags, guns and other killing weapons, he will be caught in the road if he is not careful.

He didn't have the slightest contempt, carefully distinguished the smell in the air, and finally determined that the other party was still trustworthy, at least there were no things like lime bags. As for the guns, there may be one or two, but it is estimated that they are also earthen guns or steam dogs, and their lethality is limited, so there is no need to worry.

Fang Wuxian had a bottom in his heart, so he swaggered into the small square, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and slashed the match light, which was very cool in the bad middle and second in the Japanese comics, and then he said to the black pressure under the basketball rack: "It's still trustworthy, isn't the black rumbling light up?" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the group of people on the opposite side suddenly pressed up, and the people who were originally hiding on all sides of the square formed a circle, surrounding Fang Wuxian inside. The xenon headlights that had been placed on the basketball hoop a long time ago suddenly turned on, illuminating the small square, and of course making Fang Wuxie's vision blazing.

"The surname Fang, you have a kind, do you really dare to come, when the people in the north of our city are all vegetarians!"

Brother Bao's teeth leaked, not only did he not say the word "?", he was originally quite imposing and interrogative, but he was forced by him to say it as a prayer sentence, and the surrounding brothers were stunned for a moment, and the boss admitted that he grew up as a vegetarian?

Fang Wuxian laughed and walked in front of Brother Bao without fear, in fact, his main purpose was to avoid the xenon headlights that hit his eyes directly, no one would be comfortable being illuminated like this at night.

Of course, he also had another purpose, that is, to push Brother Bao away and sneer at the sturdy young man beside Brother Bao.

This young man was only wearing a black vest in the cold weather, his tendons and flesh were swollen just right, and there were scars on his shoulders and stomach, if Fang Wuxian was not dazzled by the xenon headlights, he could see that the young man had not only a scar, but also a gunshot wound.

The young man originally stood at the front with Brother Bao, and his momentum alone overwhelmed the dozen or so people around him, Fang Wuxian couldn't talk to Brother Bao, the defeated general, and if he wanted to talk, he had to talk to the other party.

"What the hell do you want to do?" The young man didn't blurt out dirty, but his voice was like a file, which made people feel chills in their hearts when they listened to it.

"What do you don't know what I want to do?" Fang Wuxian grabbed Brother Bao's collar and pressed it to the ground: "How did he offend me, don't you know?" ”

"If you offend, you will be offended, you have no loss at all, but they have lost all their teeth by you, and they still don't give people a way to live?"

Fang Wuxian smiled, casually pushed Brother Bao away, and said to the young man: "Walking on the road, there is still a tail behind from time to time, just wait for a bite when you are relaxed, for such a person, you tell me how to deal with it." ”

"Deal with you Malegobi, it's here today, don't think about leaving." Seeing that the young man had the intention of compromise, Brother Bao took out a knife from his back waist and chopped it at Fang Wuxie's head.

The boss made a move, and his younger brothers raised their knives and iron rods one after another, howling and rushing towards Fang Wuxie.

Fang Wuxie's eyes were fixed on the young man, only this person made him feel a little fighting, as for the others, in his eyes, there was not much difference between a strong man looking at a kindergarten child. Since Brother Bao didn't wait for him to speak, he didn't bother to care, and kicked Brother Bao out with a side kick, barely shaking above his shoulders, and the one-centimeter-long cigarette ash was not broken.

"Look, where I don't give you a way to live, you are killing yourself." Fang Wuxian blew hard, and with a half-puff of smoke, it shot towards the young man like a meteor.

The young man didn't seem to want to fight, he didn't even have a knife with him, but he started fighting at this time, and he didn't panic, he turned sideways to avoid the cigarette butt, and with a wave of his hand, he snatched a watermelon knife from the brother next to him, and stabbed Fang Wuxian in the chest.

Don't look at the knives flying all over the sky when the underworld fights, it looks like everyone is quite ruthless, but no one in this society is stupid, and they all know that getting a human life is basically equivalent to a break from cooking, so most of the fights are chopping, and many times the flesh and blood are blurred and no one can die. Those who really dare to stab people with knives are ruthless stubbles who don't want to die.

The young man's eyes radiated a sharp glint like a falcon, and Fang Wuxian believed that this kid definitely had the courage to stab down. Moreover, the young man's reaction speed was super fast, almost as soon as Fang Wuxie's side spewed out a cigarette butt, he was optimistic about whose knife he was going to take, and thought about where he wanted to stab Fang Wuxie. Before others could rush forward with a roar, the tip of his knife was already less than ten centimeters away from Fang Wuxie's chest.

Fang Wuxian guessed that this young man was a master, but he didn't expect to be like this, although he recovered very quickly from his physical injuries, he was not an iron man after all, and he probably wouldn't survive with a knife in his chest. He didn't dare to frustrate the edge, so he took half a step back, turned his body to the left, and then quickly stepped forward half a step, and put his right hand on the wrist of the young man holding the knife.

"Let go."

Fang Wuxie's strength was far beyond ordinary people, and he pinched it hard towards his wrist, the young man couldn't bear the strength, and the watermelon knife in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and at this time, the splash skin of the fourth middle school was just getting close.

Fang Wuxian snorted coldly, grabbed the young man's wrist and slammed it open, and his body of one hundred and fifty or sixty catties was like a meteor hammer with the sound of whirring wind, and it actually suppressed the roar around him.

Most people were afraid of hurting their own people, so they hurriedly stopped, and two of them didn't have time to stop, and the knife slashed through the young man's leg, rushing out two streams of blood, and then he was smashed out by a humanoid weapon like a meteor hammer, and knocked down three or four men behind him on the spot.

The young man was stabbed twice in the leg, but without snorting, he flipped his left hand, and smoothly pulled out a dagger from his trouser pocket and slashed it towards Fang Wuxi's right wrist.

The xenon headlight shook on the blade, creating a cold light.

Fang Wuxian glanced at it and found that the blade was not flat, and there was a hook blade, and he wanted to let the other party scratch his wrist, but half of his wrist would definitely not be saved. He slumped down and sat on the horse, and bounced up rapidly, the power came from his legs, along the waist and shoulders, step by step, until the power was transmitted to the wrist, shook the wrist and let go of the youth, and shouted "Go".

This is the knife movement technique that Su Fei instructed that day, Fang Wuxian did not dare to slack off, and figured it out day and night, although he could not do it without traces like Su Fei, but when the force from the legs was transmitted to the wrists, the power was more than double that of the force alone, and its power was not as simple as multiplication.

The young man flew out in response, and the two strong splashes tried to catch him, and as soon as his arms touched his body, he felt a strong force coming, and his wrist clicked, and he fell out like a gourd on the ground, and his arms could not use his strength, and he didn't know if it was broken.

The young man snorted after this block, and may have been secretly injured, but he was still able to twist his waist in the air, turn over and stand, and pedal back several steps before he stopped the fall.

A group of splashes no longer threw rat bogeys, and rushed forward again with a knife, Fang Wuxian did not retreat but advanced, rushing in one direction, punching and kicking, as if no one was in a land.

His shot was not heavy, but every blow was just right, and it was a way to defeat the enemy with one move, and it was put on four people in an instant.

But there are too many people in this group of splashers, and falling four or five can't hit morale at all, and they still chase after them desperately.

The rise of Fang Wuxian's fight remembered the past scenes of fighting side by side with Guan Bao in the old forest, killing mutant wolves, and when the ruthlessness came, the splitter snatched a piece of knife.

This piece of knife steel is not good, but it is illuminated by the xenon headlight, and the cold light is also quite good, and the knife flies up and down in Fang Wuxie's hand, which is much more terrifying than in the hands of splashing skin, the knife is bloody, whoever rushes the fastest will cut whom.

And this product knows well in people's hearts, and the knife does not cut the body, because it is autumn, the clothes are thick, the steel mouth of the knife is not good, and the cut may not see blood. He specifically slashed at the head, and the flesh and blood were blurred when he slashed down, and the blood flew under the illumination of the xenon headlights, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and there was no one at all.

As the saying goes, those who are horizontal are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying.

Fang Wuxian slashed people's heads with a knife, almost one by one, this kind of lifeless blowing, where can this group of splashes withstand it, and soon no one dares to come forward.

But no one can come out, Fang Wuxian made up his mind to make a name for himself, picked up another knife casually, held two knives and began to chase this group of people to slash.

This group of hooligans are all twenty years old, and they all run fast, but Fang Wuxie's physical strength is far beyond them, and whoever they chase can't run, and they catch up with one and cut down another. There are two knives in hand, the momentum I have in the world, the knife is everywhere, blood splashes, under the illumination of the xenon headlights, the red is not too obvious, just like the white brain pulp flying around.

The little hooligans were so frightened that they no longer dared to make an enemy of him, and the first to flee were the two and a half men who controlled the xenon headlights on the basketball hoop. Then the army was defeated like a mountain, and each of them hugged his head and ran away.

Fang Wuxian was a person after all, it seemed that he had cut down a piece, but he still ran away more than 20 splashes, seeing that he really couldn't catch up, he spat and scolded viciously: "It's cheap for you!" ”