"You're not done, are you, are you?" I also hit a real fire, like a tattooed man, if you don't give him a, he definitely doesn't know what it feels like to hurt.

Since I was prepared, I quickly took a few steps back, and his machete did not cut me, I took the opportunity to throw the brick in his face, and smashed it directly on his head, and the blood flowed out instantly.

"Mumu, fuck it!!" I shouted at Wang Mumu, and Mumu suddenly understood, waved the pickaxe again, and hit him with the arm holding the knife.

"Peng!!"

The pickaxe handle of solid wood weighs six or seven pounds, and it is definitely like playing with an arm, Wang Mumu's pickaxe handle is absolutely exhausted, and the tattooed man howls miserably, throws away the machete, and gritted his teeth in pain.

I ran quickly, picked up the machete on the ground, and slashed him twice in the back, because he was unclothed and had a large carp tattooed on his back, and I cut him in half in an instant.

"Draft, all the stop, in JB Dese, I'll hack him!" I took a machete to the tattooed man's neck and shouted at the chaotic crowd.

The people in the crowd glanced at my side, and stopped one after another, to be honest, our side suffered a lot of losses, because we all used pickaxes, we didn't dare to fight with all our strength, for fear of killing people, so many people were hung with colors, and even Chenchen made people slash in the thigh.

"Drafted!! You B raised, just give a shame, I'll fucking smash you!! Chenchen was already a little red-eyed at this time, and ran over in a daze, and smashed a pickaxe directly into the tattooed man's leg.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

Chenchen was really hard this time, the pickaxe handle actually bounced up, and the tattooed man screamed in pain, hugged his thighs, and rolled all over the ground.

"Okay, don't fight, if you're fighting, you'll die, let the Sledgehammer team, quickly dismantle it!!" I said to Chenchen.

"Drafted, little cub, don't bring it to me!!" The tattooed man stared at Chen Chen with blood-red eyes and said.

As soon as Chenchen heard this, he was anxious again, picked up the pickaxe handle, and was about to smash it again, but fortunately he was pulled away by Zhang Wei.

"Do you know what you call a human being? Say it's good, you call it bold, say it's ugly, you're a tiger B, stinky JB hob meat, understand? You have to discount your leg before you can stop?? Wang Mumu kicked the tattooed man and said disdainfully.

The tattooed man is indeed a gentleman, with beads of sweat on his aching forehead, and he didn't speak, just looked at Chenchen in a daze.

The tattooed man's people are also honest this time, all of them have been driven to the road, this time the sledgehammer team, no obstacles, more than a dozen people, suddenly came to the spirit, looking at the second floor as if seeing a banknote, the sledgehammer wielding is called a happy, these people are more powerful than bulldozers, the demolition is called a professional, there are wall demolitions, there are door demolitions, and there are roofs, more than 20 minutes, a good single second floor, instantly turned into a pile of fucking bricks.

"Chenchen, you call Brother Hei and tell him about this!" Zhang Wei thinks more comprehensively, if he beats people like this, he must not be counted like this, there must be an explanation.

It stands to reason that we have no right to report this matter directly, and report it directly to Brother Hei, there is a feeling of being on the kang on the pot table, after all, there is a Brother Xu in the middle, but before the demolition, Brother Hei had already said that he had to tell him what happened as soon as possible, and he could pass his eldest brother, which was also Brother Hei's opportunity to give the newcomer a position.

Chenchen nodded, took out the phone, called Brother Hei, and talked for a long time, suddenly Chenchen looked at me with strange eyes, and then handed over the phone to me silently.

I took the phone and said, "What's wrong, brother??" ”

"Are you fucking sick?? You're a driver, where are you going, what are you doing?? How many calls have I made to you? Brother Hei scolded me with his head and face.

I only then remembered that my phone was in the down, and I took off my down jacket before the fight just now, so I didn't hear it.

"Brother, I was fighting just now, I didn't hear it!!" I saw that Brother Hei was a little angry, and hurriedly explained.

"Where are you going? You stinky foot, do you know what you should do!! Brother Hei said unhappily.

"Didn't I know when you were leaving, so I thought I'd come over and help, I just had someone slash in the shoulder!!" I said aggrievedly.

"Okay, you go and tell the beaten man, compensate him 100,000 yuan, and tell him to get out of here!" When Brother Hei heard that I had been stabbed, his tone suddenly eased a lot.

"Is he going to do it?" I asked tentatively.

"Do you want me to teach you anything? Figure it out for yourself! After saying that, Brother Hei hung up the phone.

"You wait for Lao Tzu to have a big brother one day! Scold the driver every day!! I scolded into the phone rather than happy, and then walked over to the tattooed man.

"Dude, let's talk?" I crouched down and smiled at him.

"I'll talk to you about JB!" This tattooed man has no culture at first glance, and he swears when he exits.

"Talk about money!" I know that I can't talk nonsense with this kind of person, I must talk about money first, and sure enough, as soon as he heard the money, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked, "What money?" ”

"We're all out there! You know the rules of the road better than me, I see that you are not young, I respect you, call you a big brother, and we can't help it, we also use people's money to do things, big brother, you are right! I was very sincere, and I took out a cigarette and lit one for him.

The tattooed man saw that I was very sincere, and he didn't refuse, took the cigarette, took two puffs and said: "My leg must be broken, and the house is gone, you can take 150,000 yuan!" ”

"Big brother, I can get you 100,000 yuan, you look back at my brother, there are several who have been cut, although you are seriously injured, but we are not happy, you have to ask for this money, you have to ask for it, you have to ask for it!" My tone is unquestionable, because we are not open-minded, everything has to have a price, you are worth 100,000, you will be given 100,000, and there will be no more than a cent.

As for saying that the tattooed man was beaten with a discounted leg, it's quite pitiful, should he give more, then I can only say one thing, he deserves it, mixed society must have the consciousness of mixed society, you eat this bowl of rice, be disabled, or lose your life, then you can't blame others, it's his own choice, but no one forced him to let him go this way.

"Shall I say no?" The tattooed man asked, squinting.

"Then your other leg is also broken, and you don't have any money, so you have to go in if you can't get it!!" I said without giving an inch.

"Hehe, this little black family is Niu B, a hairy child dares to talk like this, okay, just according to the price you said!"

"Someone will send you money tomorrow, you are also seriously injured, go to the hospital!" I stood up and let out a long breath, in fact, I was very nervous in my heart, but I had to pretend to be calm, or some people would say that college students have been in society for a few years, and they are all like human spirits, this is not how high their talent is, they are all forced, forcing you to learn to be cruel, learn to be cold-blooded, the real society, how can the people raised be unrealistic!

PS: Chapter 9 of the Explosion Week