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Because there are many security guards in Vegas, the three men still fall behind, and they are rolled all over the ground by the rubber rollers in the hands of the security guards, and they run out of the door crying and screaming. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fortunately, the three of them were closer to the door, and they quickly helped each other and rolled out. The strongest-looking man among the three people shouted fiercely just now, but he didn't expect it to be an out-and-out straw bag, the first one was knocked to the ground, and several plastic bags filled with white powder hidden on his body fell to the ground. One of the plastic bags was kicked out by the bodyguards who chased after him and beat him, and the powder of unknown nature was scattered on the ground in a small pile.

The manager with a head of stinky tofu can sit in the current position, and there is indeed something outstanding, and he is sharp-eyed to find that what the strong man dropped is not quite right. Taking advantage of the chaos, he squatted down and picked up a little, leaned to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he hurriedly tucked a few bags of things into his arms without revealing himself, and crushed the small pile of powder left on the ground with the soles of his shoes, and only after making sure that there was no trace anymore did he breathe a sigh of relief, and loudly ordered his security guards to catch the three people, and let them all expell.

After being beaten up, the three brothers, who had just been invincible, fled in embarrassment, and the ghosts cried wolf howling to see where it was dark, and one of them lost one of their shoes. The literary youth was the last to escape the door, and was almost slapped on the back of the head with a stick from a security guard whose subordinates were not very accurate. Fortunately, a princess who had just exchanged astronomical knowledge with him for half a year secretly squeezed into the crowd to watch the excitement, stretched out a delicate jade foot, and tripped the security guard to the ground, so that the literary young man had a chance to get up and stumble away.

The Dong brother in the manager's mouth just now is the same person as the Dong brother who took in Belle Ye. As the underworld boss who carries the flag in Daoli District, the provincial capital, he also has an influence that cannot be underestimated in the entire provincial capital. Dong Ge is not a person on the traditional old road, he never pays attention to the stinky rules of the Tao that have been inherited since ancient times, and he climbed all the way to the current position by seducing the second sister-in-law to betray his brother, forcing Liang to set up gambling and fraud for prostitutes, and scheming and robbing and organizing drug trafficking.

The addicts in the entire Daoli District know that the supply in this area has been monopolized by Dongge, and other forces have no ability to intervene at all. A few years ago, a few old customers from the south had sneaked into Dong Ge's territory, with a lot of high-purity K powder, I wanted to leave immediately after a quick shot, but I didn't expect that Dong Ge, who was covered with one hand, learned the news for the first time, and took a large group of younger brothers to block a few old customers in the rental house, cut off their limbs and turned them into human sticks, and threw them into the Songhua River to feed the fish, of course, those drugs also fell into Dong Ge's hands, and he made a windfall. Since then, the drug business in Daoli District has been controlled by Dong Ge alone, and no one dares to come here to find death, allowing Dong Ge to toss this territory, raising the price of drugs again and again, causing many addicts to complain, but there is no way, even across the district to buy "licensed goods" elsewhere are afraid to move forward, and dare not take a step beyond Lei Chi.

Vegas's big platform manager can barely be regarded as Dong Ge's henchmen, seeing that these guys, known as the Thirteen Princes of Jingyang, dared to cross the line to offend Dong Ge's tiger power, and carried so many high-purity hard goods with him, he didn't dare to hesitate for a second, while ordering the security guards to catch the three drug dealers at all costs, while hurrying to Dong Ge to report with powder.

There were as many as twenty security guards responsible for the security of the Vegas hall, leaving only four guards, and the remaining sixteen people rushed out of the door, chasing in the direction of the three men's escape, seeing the three people limping into each other and turning into a secluded back street that crossed diagonally, the overjoyed security guards shouted and chased after them, thinking that the three men were injured in the legs and feet and could not run fast, and they must be able to catch them.

The security guards rushed to the street out of breath, thinking of rushing up to make meritorious contributions, but they were surprised to see that the three "turtles in the urn" had changed their previous decadent atmosphere, and their bodies were standing straight side by side, and the shiny steel pipes in their hands made a piercing sound on the wall next to them, looking at the security guards with a smile, just like the big bad wolf staring at a group of small sheep that entered the range of pounces.

The security guards sensed that something was wrong, and they all stopped and confronted the three people who couldn't figure out the details. After waiting for a long time, the three of them didn't make any moves, and the security guards thought that the three of them knew that they were injured and couldn't run away, so they stood there and bluffed. Thinking about the fact that there were only three people on the other side, they were covered in iron and could hit a few nails, and after glancing at each other, they rushed forward one after another.

Two relatively thin men stayed behind and swept the formation, and the strong man smiled: "You two are guarding here, Lao Tzu will go and open a show first!" Before the words fell, the whole person had already rushed into the crowd, and the steel pipe in his hand smashed into the forehead of a leading security guard. The security guard didn't even snort, he fell on his back, his limbs twitching and foaming at the mouth, completely incapacitated.

The strong man seemed to be a practitioner, proficient in some kind of striking art, pointing in the middle of the crowd, and a hard steel pipe beckoned to the heads and joints of the security guards. The strong man's body was heavy, and he stepped on seemingly undisciplined steps under his feet, sometimes rushing forward and sometimes stopping, and with the help of inertia, he knocked many people away with his broad shoulders.

If the seniors on the old road in the Northeast in the eighties and nineties of the last century saw this scene, they would have recognized that the trick used by this strong man was Tieshanjiao in Bajiquan. This is an ancient martial art that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and when I was a child, I first practiced with a small tree with the thickness of the bowl, relying on the inertia of rushing forward at a short distance, and hitting the opponent with the instantaneous power that bursts out of the body, which can cause great damage. After that, you have to change to gradually thicker trees or even hard brick walls. It is said that if you can practice this martial art to the realm of perfection, you can use the force of impact to shake the opponent's internal organs, which is really domineering.

Tieshan, also known as Tieshan, is very similar to the Seven Injuries in Jin Yong's novel, and if you want to practice, you must first hurt yourself. Ordinary people can also figure out that if a person practices this kind of martial arts all his life, from childhood to adulthood, he has broken countless trees and countless walls, and his body will not be healthy by the force of the shock. A few years ago, in the underworld of the Northeast, only a pair of twin brothers were proficient in this way, that is, the old war and the old cannon brothers.

These security guards, who usually only know how to fight bravely and ruthlessly in the market, know these doorways, and they are beaten by the old war who wears a hood and becomes a strong man in the countryside under the carelessness of the enemy, and they can't find the north. Except for seven or eight who fell to the ground and couldn't move, the rest scattered in an instant.

"Okay, buddy, I didn't see that you are still a Ip Man, you can really fight dozens of people by yourself!" Ling Yang, who was pretending to be a literary and artistic youth, walked behind Lao Zhan, patted Lao Zhan's shoulder affectionately, gave him a thumbs up, and said: "I see that your bones are amazing and your body is neat, you have practiced domineering kung fu such as the Sunflower Treasure Book, and we will learn from each ......other when we have time."

With a "bang", the cheap-mouthed Ling Yang was knocked upside down by Lao Zhan with the same move and flew into Xiaobai's arms. A flash of pride flashed in Lao Zhan's eyes, and he pretended to be frightened and ran over and pulled Ling Yang up: "I'm sorry, I really can't control the overflowing internal force, and I subconsciously hurt you under the traction of the qi machine, are you okay?" ”

Ling Yang was furious, thinking that you are so deceiving the ghost, and you are ashamed to use your internal strength, why don't you say that you have cultivated the Yuan Infant and will soon ascend to immortality! However, Ling Yang didn't dare to continue to play tricks, for fear of angering Lao Zhan and giving himself a beating, so he endured the sharp pain in his chest and crawled out of Xiaobai's arms, snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Xiao Bai and Lao Zhan glanced at each other, exchanged a funny look, and then walked away behind Ling Yang. At this time, the security guards who were lying on the ground dared to snort and chirp and struggled to get up, supporting each other and leaving with blue noses and swollen faces.

The scene of Ling Yang's planting of the thirteenth prince was extremely lively, and Brother Hao's side was not idle. Brother Hao, the second echelon of the old cannon and Xiao Wu also quietly launched their actions at the same time, using the same means to deliberately throw down bags of drugs in several night venues of different sizes and drift away, stirring up turbid waves in the originally quiet provincial city pond, which could not be calmed down for a long time.