In the blink of an eye, Ma Yong and his entourage of five people had walked out of the Li Hongyujia Hotel, which was more than 100 meters away, and Ma Yong, who was at the front of the team, asked in a low voice: "Hey, buddy, don't you want that Songhua River?" ”

"I want a chicken feather, I came out and told our boss to resign, asked him for a salary, and he didn't give it to me, so I drove his car out!" Zhang Xing replied in a low voice.

"Big brother, what the hell are you doing?"

"What else can I do, a second-hand car dealer in Beizhen!" Zhang Xing took small steps and walked faster than anyone else.

"I'll go, then you dare to tell me ...... back!" Zhao Xu said speechlessly in an instant.

"What time is it, can we ignore the process and run or not?" Zhang Xing asked breathlessly.

"Then you don't need to ask, hurry up!" After Ma Yong said this, he took the lead in pulling Bai Xin and ran away.

"Groove Nima, stop me!"

The leading young man came out directly from behind, carrying a pickaxe in his hand, and angrily ran after Ma Yong and several others. As soon as Ma Yong left, they felt that something was wrong, this ditch gang brother heard that they were all smashed to death, how could they come out to collect the younger brother.

"Hulala!"

With this shout, Ma Yong ran faster.

As soon as they ran, the other party immediately understood that the fat man must have been bragging B there. Therefore, everyone carried machetes and pickaxes, and chased after them.

"Go back?" Zhao Xu caught up with the other guy when he saw it, and then he turned his head and asked Ma Yong.

"Let's go, being chased and beaten by others is not our character." Ma Yong followed and responded.

To say that just now, a few of them were blocked at the door, Ma Yong really didn't dare to make a rash move, after all, not to mention the gang, the guy in his hand also has a great advantage, so if he really fights, he will definitely suffer, not to mention that there are two girls around him.

But now it's different, the road is so wide, they can just use their best tactics of the enemy advancing and retreating, and the enemy retreating and I advance, so thinking of this, Ma Yong turned his head and bent down to pick up a brick on the ground, and in an instant, he entered the crowd, and then, Zhao Xu, who was carrying a large circlip, also rushed back.

On the opposite side of the street, Zhang Xing, who had just stopped, was a little overwhelmed when he saw Ma Yong and Zhao Xu turn back.

"Big brother, they're both back, you hurry up and help!" Hou Qian stood in the middle of the road and shouted.

"Oh,, these two tigers!" Zhang Xing scolded extremely irritably, and then ran over to the crowd with the exhaust pipe.

"Qianqian, come here, let's hurry up and drive," on the side of the road, Bai Xin saw Ma Yong and the three of them who had rushed into the crowd, and shouted at Hou Qian very anxiously, turned his head and ran to the parking lot of the scenic spot.

In the crowd, Ma Yong raised the brick and was about to smash it on a young man's head, when suddenly there was a muffled sound in his back, and the other party's pickaxe smashed on him, almost not letting him lie down!!

"Step!!"

Zhao Xu took a step forward and slapped Ma Yong's kid's face, "poof" is a knife, followed by Ma Yong gritted his teeth, the cat's waist stepped up, slammed his arm horizontally, and slapped the brick on the person's face roughly, and the kid who was beaten directly covered his cheeks and squatted on the ground.

"Crackling!"

After Ma Yong and Zhao Xu took one, before they could shoot again, the pickaxe handle was like a plowing of the ground, falling head-on, Ma Yong's legs and stomach were weak, and he was directly knocked to the ground, and then he saw Zhao Xu, pulling a kid's neck collar, and the circlip in his hand was kicked down before it could be raised!!

The first group of people rushed up in less than three seconds, and the second wave of people also rushed up, and there were more people with knives!!

"Pong! Disheveled! ”

At this moment, several muffled noises came, and several young people who were standing on the periphery of the crowd shouting to cut off the heads of Ma Yong and the two who fell to the ground had a sharp pain in the back of their heads, and Zhang Xing, who didn't know when he rushed to the crowd, was smashing the back of these people's heads with the exhaust pipe!!

"him!"

"Brush!"

The people who were beating around Ma Yong and Zhao Xu all turned around, and they all ran to Zhang Xing with the guys!!

". You. Everyone. Mother. Don't even touch me!! Zhang Xing stared at the beads in his eyes, and the exhaust pipe in his hand was almost rounded, and his momentum was extremely bluffing.

But don't say it, his exaggerated actions really played a certain role, not only to pick people, but also to protect himself, because no matter what angle others attacked, they could be stopped by him with an exhaust pipe, and in a short time, no one could really hurt him.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the sound of a motor roaring suddenly appeared on the street, and in the distance, a black Mitsubishi SUV SUV came in a hurry.

"Squeak!"

The car was parked on the side of the road, and a middle-aged man in his thirties was driving, with a ruddy face and a mouth full of wine.

He wore dark blue jeans, a pure white short down jacket, a small flat head, and a handful of five-in-a-row hair.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man stood there and fired a shot into the sky without warning.

"Whew!"

The eyes of the people who were fighting looked at the middle-aged man, and the locals of Beizhen instantly recognized this person.

"Who is Yang Xiaofei's friend?" The middle-aged man shouted with five consecutive hairs.

"I am." Ma Yong opened his mouth and replied.

"Xiaofei called me, you take your friend with yours!" The middle-aged man replied simply and rudely, then lit a cigarette and walked in front of the leading young man in the opposite group.

"Thanks!" Ma Yong stood up and said a word to the middle-aged man, and then immediately understood in his heart that the middle-aged man in front of him must be the person Wang Zhanheng who felt that Zhang Xing was not supportive and called Yang Xiaofei again.

"Dude, what's your name?" Zhao Xu asked after walking to the middle-aged man's side.

"Beizhen Zhao family, Chen Hai!" The middle-aged man replied crisply.

"I remember." Ma Yong patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, and then got into the car that Bai Xin had just driven over with Zhao Xu and Zhang Xing, and walked away.

"Brother Hai, I'm also doing things with money, you are so tidy, how can I play in the future!" The leading young man frowned and said.

"Hehe, Dongbo, your eldest brother is playing so well, you have to pretend to be a grandson when you see me, what do you say you are still playing, hurry up and go home to find your daughter-in-law to play at home!" Chen Hai stretched out his hand and pinched Dongbo's neck directly, and then continued: "Can you be honest?" Friend! ”

Dongbo glanced up at Chen Hai and didn't say a word.

"And you guys, don't carry a piece of broken iron every day, old JB pretends to be a crazy boy! You said that you have this kung fu, play poker, and prostitute yourself, is it okay,! Chen Hai pointed to more than 20 people next to him, and said as if no one was around.

"Brother Hai, I didn't offend you either!" Dongbo bowed his head and said.

"You didn't offend me, but do you know whose younger brother those two cubs were just now, go back and ask your eldest brother, Yang Xiaofei from Black Mountain Town, can he catch it!" Zhang Hai stared at Dongbo with straight eyes, and there was no expression on his face.

Dongbo looked at Chen Hai, but still chose to be silent.

"Okay, let's disperse quickly, do whatever JB should do!" After Chen Hai finished speaking, he turned around and got on the Mitsubishi off-road.

"Who is Yang Xiaofei that Brother Hai said just now, why haven't I heard it?" A young man asked at Dongbo.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, when people use knives, you still pee and play with mud!" Dongbo replied without a temper at all.