When Gu Lingcai settled on Luo Zhiheng's side, Zhang Xiong and Liu Fugui's side also started fighting.

There is no heads-up or negotiation in advance, and the two sides are fully engaged as soon as they meet.

But when it came to a certain level, the bosses of both sides were on the right track.

Zhang Xiong faced Zong Lin, while Liu Fugui faced Wang Liying.

Originally, Zhang Xiong was holding the mountain knife and slashing with Zong Lin, and Zhang Xiong was still slightly stronger than Zong Lin in terms of slashing skills, but then after a while, the mountain opening knife was picked off by Zong Lin. And after picking up Zhang Xiong's knife, Zong Lin also threw the knife away very fairly.

The "military boxing" with a positive atmosphere and a balance of offense and defense is what Zong Lin is best at.

"Boy, look at the move." Zhang Xiong's momentum changed in the reminder, and he punched and attacked.

"It's good to come." Zong Lin also shouted. In the course of his day, he finally said three words. It can be seen that soldiers will never retreat from fighting, but will only look forward to it.

Zong Lin directly punched the right with a step, and hit Zhang Xiong's fierce punch.

Syllable!

A crisp voice rang out as the two men fisted each other.

Stopping and closing his fist, Zong Lin threw another unhurried but powerful left horizontal hook, and the fist went straight to Zhang Xiong's right rib.

Zhang Xiong tucked his abdomen and bent over, and after dodging Zong Lin's move, he also hit a horizontal hook that went straight to Zong Lin's temple.

Opportunity, Zong Lin grabbed Zhang Xiong's wrist with his backhand, and then reflexively bullied Zhang Xiong, buckled, bent over, and lifted up. is going to throw Zhang Xiong out.

Zhang Xiong laughed; "A good beauty hug was used so rudely by you, you really deserve to be strangled."

It was too late, but it was fast, and when Zong Lin approached Zhang Xiong's arms, Zhang Xiong's other hand had already wrapped around Zong Lin's neck. Straightening his stomach and tilting his head, Zhang Xiong held back the anger in his heart and strangled Zong Lin's neck.

Zong Lin had long thought of the result after falling Zhang Xiong, but now that he was strangled by his neck, Zong Lin was not in a hurry, Zong Lin, who shrugged his shoulders and lowered his neck, bent his elbows and quickly hit the back.

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang Xiong's hand around Zong Lin's neck quickly loosened, bent his knees, and pushed Zong Lin away, and at the same time, the withdrawn hand seized the opportunity to hit Zong Lin's back hard.

This carelessness underestimated the enemy, but Zong Lin suffered a small loss.

After separation, Zong Lin looked at Zhang Xiong, there was no anger on his face that was not sad or happy, but the muscles on his face were tighter, and his face became heavier and heavier.

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"Young man, you can't do it, it's almost the same as asking Guo Qian to come over and fight me." In the field, Liu Fugui attacked himself with a mountain knife in his hand, but his words were heart-to-heart, which suited his style all along.

However, Liu Fugui's kung fu is not bad at all, and he has no martial arts foundation and is on par with two people who are both from mixed black/Taoist backgrounds. It's hard to tell the winner for a while.

Originally, when he came before, he planned to let Li Jiashan's gang of Zheng Keming Yu sin play the striker as cannon fodder, but thinking that the other party would have different intentions after seeing it, Guo Qian and the bosses discussed waiting for any of the three roads to win, and let him lead this Li Jiashan's men and horses to support the other two, and these dozens of extra people will definitely bring considerable pressure to the other party's personnel.

This is not how important Li Jiashan and his group are, but the essence of treating people lies in their hearts. And Lengjiang, an inland city in Tianque Province, a poor city with few migrant workers, is particularly important in terms of people's hearts. Therefore, the bosses of several counties did not pay much attention to the group of people in Lijiashan.

Looking at Luo Zhiheng's subordinates who resisted stubbornly and did not have the slightest intention of retreating, Gu Lingcai, the boss who didn't care about anything, still couldn't sit firmly in the car until the end of the fight.

He didn't care how many casualties there were, war was a whetstone, and instead of eating, drinking, having fun, and doing nothing, Gu Lingcai hoped that the boss's subordinates could sharpen themselves. Otherwise, a group of people who are filled with wine and hollowed out of their bodies, can you count on them at a critical moment?

Putting his feet and getting out of the car, Gu Lingcai held an unlit cigarette in his mouth and walked towards the fire circle leisurely.

Luo Zhiheng's people were already red-eyed, and when their sanity was blinded, their flexible skills would also disappear, and they were left with some simple but brute force roaring slashes.

Oh!

A young man who picks up a knife and wants to cut it with Gu Ling, what else is there to be polite to someone who is not on his side?

Gu Lingcai held his palm upwards and buckled it, and his other hand turned his palm into a knife and slashed violently at the other party's neck.

Probably too tired, the young man fell to the ground without even making a muffled sound.

Gu Ling just happened to make a move, and the guys who were caught by him or automatically sent to the door all fell to the ground and had no chance to get up again. Or hit the opponent's chest and acupuncture points with a punch, or kick the opponent's head with the side of the foot. If the fight between Gu Lingcai and Luo Zhiheng only boosted the morale of the brothers, then this final move made Li Million's subordinates have an irresistible chill in their hearts.

Gu Lingcai squinted and smiled and left.

One step at a time, the remaining dozen or so people were all put into one move by Gu Lingcai.

"The rest of you will leave some guards Luo Zhiheng and these people, and drive the seriously injured people to the small hospital, and the rest of the people will join Li Jiashan and go to the other two strongholds."

After explaining what the boss was worried about and what he valued, Gu Ling walked in front of this group of bosses' subordinates; Give me the car keys and I'll go back first.

Although he was afraid of Gu Lingcai in his heart, he was from the boss's side after all, and over the years, Gu Lingcai had never clashed with the people in the gang. So although everyone didn't have the courage to fight against Gu Lingcai, they still had the courage to speak. A younger brother asked weakly; "Brother Gu, aren't you going to the two strongholds?"

"No, there's nothing fun, why don't you go to Jiali Pavilion?"

Listening to Gu Lingcai's words, the guy who was both a thug and a driver came out and respectfully delivered the car keys to Gu Lingcai.

After taking the car key, Gu Ling put his finger into the key ring and kept turning the car key.

When he crossed over with the boss's subordinates, Gu Lingcai turned around and added a few words; "That's right! There is one more thing that I forgot to mention. The boss asked me to tell you, each of you should be careful, if you are injured and hospitalized, the boss of the hospitalization fee will be deducted from your salary. ”

After making sure that everything was explained, Gu Ling hummed a tune and walked away with a step like a dance.

The rest of Li Million's group is looking at me at you, and I am looking at you, at a loss.

A guy who had just come out of the influence of Gu Lingcai's strong force said in a daze; "The boss won't really deduct our wages, will he?"

The little leader who led the team slapped the guy directly on the back of the head, and roared with a hideous face; "You stupid! Even if the boss pawns his gold and silver jewelry poorly, he will not owe you a salary that is not enough for the boss's meal! ”

The younger brother was not convinced by the beating, and shouted; "It's no wonder that I was frightened by what Brother Gu did just now, so I subconsciously followed his thinking."

When talking about being frightened by Gu Lingcai, the little gangster did not have the slightest dissatisfaction with himself and Gu Lingcai on his face. When a person makes you look up, when the person you look up to is someone on your side, you will only have pride and adoration on your face when you talk about him. That's what the thugs are like at this point.

At a speed of one hundred and sixty yards, Gu Lingcai seemed to be not satisfied, and he vented his indescribable emotions in this way of extreme concentration and nervousness.

The emotions are not complicated, but they are bloody.

In one scene, most of them beat their opponents or were knocked out by their opponents. It's not a fair duel, it's just a more real game controlled by the super-rich behind their backs.

Gu Ling didn't know how much he had violated his own will and how many bosses he had obeyed. Until the final escape, Gu Lingcai's record was one hundred victories and twelve defeats.

A player who belonged to the middle and upper echelons of the circle at the beginning, and his strength was not lonely and defeated, but it was also difficult to meet opponents, compared with those superhuman players who had never been defeated, the title of "legend" seemed to have no chance with Gu Lingcai.

Gu Lingcai's strength is best known to him, if he wasn't himself a "foreigner" in the eyes of those rich people? If you don't care about the goddamn so-called warrior pride that you know you shouldn't care? Those so-called undefeated guys can actually let them know that they are not as invincible as the mythical god of war.

"Whew!"

Exhaling deeply, Gu Ling muttered to himself; "It's been a lot calmer over the years, why do you think of the unpleasant things in the past?"

"I am Gu Lingcai, a Chinese Gu Lingcai." After reminding himself heavily, Gu Ling took out his mobile phone.