What happened here quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd, and when they saw a group of people yelling at an injured person, they all shrank their heads and did not dare to approach.

Of course, the closest one is Lin Jingyu, who is less than ten meters away from those people, but the target of those people is not Lin Jingyu, so they don't care about him.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen the underworld?"

The redhead noticed that there were more and more people around, so he yelled at the onlookers, but he looked very fierce.

Hearing these fierce words, the onlookers took two steps back, for fear of being noticed by the dozen or so people.

People are the underworld, and if they are noticed, it will be trouble.

Of course, there are also some young people holding mobile phones, ready to take photos and videos to leave evidence.

Seeing those young people doing this, the redhead was immediately upset.

"Who's still taking pictures, who's still taking pictures?"

The red-haired shouted angrily, they call themselves the underworld, and naturally they are also worried about being noticed by the authorities, and the underworld is very afraid of a country.

So the young people slowly put away their mobile phones, with a reluctant face.

The reason why young people are young people is that they are still relatively bold, they don't care so much, so many people present watched, they firmly believed that this group of people couldn't turn the sky, and they were killed with one punch.

Still, there are some people who secretly press the phone number of the police.

"Brothers, copy the guy for Lao Tzu!"

The redhead suddenly shouted.

"Copy guys, copy guys." Someone chimed in.

So they started one after another, returned to the off-road vehicle, and dragged out one bag after another from the car, with a heavy feeling, long strips.

Isn't it a knife?

Lin Jingyu guessed in his heart, his guess was quickly confirmed, it was indeed a knife, more than a dozen people, began to take knives, one for each person, almost every one of them was a machete, the machete is a thing, the power is quite large, and there is no one who is not injured when he cuts it.

"I want to see, who is still watching, who is still watching here?"

The redhead himself picked up a machete, and it seemed that his machete seemed to be longer and sharper than the others', perhaps this was the symbol of the boss, even the machete was longer than the others'.

After the red-haired picked up the machete, he waved it a few times at the onlookers, looking very domineering.

The redhead did this, and his subordinates naturally did not sit idly by, and they all followed their example, waving the machetes in their hands at the crowd of onlookers, looking very arrogant, as if they did not cut down a few others, and did not stop.

The onlookers were naturally afraid, in the face of so many gangsters with machetes in their hands, they were about to rush over and cut people, and they retreated one after another, for fear of being chased and cut by those people, but there were also those who were not afraid of death, and took out their mobile phones to take a few photos.

"Lao Tzu, I see that you have never died!"

The red hair exploded again, because he found that there were still people who dared to take pictures, which really ate the leopard's gall!

"Catch that kid!"

The redhead pointed a knife at a certain location in the crowd, and there happened to be a young man in that position who was taking pictures with his mobile phone, and he didn't change his teachings, which was really infuriating!

At the sound of an order, the two younger brothers behind him immediately rushed over with machetes, pointing directly at the young man holding a mobile phone.

"Don't hit me, don't cut me, don't kill me, help......"

The young man cried out in panic for help.

Lin Jingyu shook his head secretly, sighing that this young man was not sensible at all, he didn't know how to adapt, and now he was chased and beaten, and he was also drunk.

However, it seems that the red-haired did not let the two little brothers cut the young man, so he should not be in danger, and Lin Jingyu did not plan to do anything, let's see the situation first.

Soon, the young man was caught, crying and mourning.

"Bring his phone." Redhead said.

In three or two clicks, the young man's mobile phone was snatched away, and he could only watch, not daring to do anything, nor daring to make a sound again, regretting that he didn't put away the phone in time just now.

The redhead took the phone and looked through it a few times, then took the back cover open and took out the memory card, which he threw on the ground at will.

"Lao Tzu does things, why do you dare to take pictures, really good?" Redhead said.

Then, he picked up the machete in his hand, aimed it at the mobile phone on the ground, and swung it down.

Smack, smack, smack......

Again and again, the mobile phone was cut to pieces by the sharp machete, and the young man was really distressed when he saw it.

But there is no way, who let him get caught?

Subsequently, the phone's memory card was also smashed to pieces by the red hair with the back of a knife.

The onlookers saw that they all hid their mobile phones one after another, and retreated again and again, until they were twenty or thirty meters away, so that even if they were chased and beaten by those people, they could easily run away.

Afterwards, the young man was let go and walked away, and before leaving, he naturally received some lessons, such as slapping and kicking his big feet, but he only snorted a few times, and did not dare to resist.

"Whoever still takes pictures is his end, oh no, the next one to be caught won't be so lucky, and the greeting on him is the knife in my hand!" Redhead warned.

After the warning, the redhead also focused his attention on the young man who fell to the ground, the reason why he called everyone to copy the guy was not mainly to scare everyone, but to cut the young man and make him have a longer memory.

"Brothers, I haven't cut people with a knife for a long time, so let's cut it well today." The redhead said unashamedly.

"Do you want to be hacked to death?"

One of his men whispered a question in the redhead's ear.

This sentence was heard by Lin Jingyu, which made his eyebrows frown slightly, but he still didn't do anything.

"This time, let's spare him a dog's life first."

The redhead spoke out loud.

As if sensing the intention of the red-haired gang, the young man finally moved, slowly raised his head, looked at the red-haired, and the anger in his eyes was revealed.

"If you dare to touch me, you will regret it." The young man gritted his teeth.

"Oh, you're scared to be a kid? Let me tell you, when Lao Tzu came out to mingle, you kid didn't know where to play in the mud! ”

The redhead became more and more agitated the more he spoke, he hated other threats the most, especially this kind of threat.

"Hehe, since that's the case, then come on, it's better to kill me, otherwise you, and you people, will regret it." The young man suddenly laughed.

The redhead's face became very ugly.

"Boss, have you started chopping?" One of his men leaned up and asked.

"Cut, cut now, I'll come first!" The redhead didn't reply.

The young man didn't say anything anymore and slowly closed his eyes.

In Lin Jingyu's eyes, he saw something emanating from the young man, this kind of thing is called backbone.