"Old thing, aren't you afraid of death, I said it yesterday, today is the deadline, and you dare to open it again......"

"Am I about to close the door?" Old Pan Dao.

"The old immortal, who doesn't listen to the orders of labor and management, and now wants to close the door again? There are no doors! I tell you, roll up your rags as soon as possible, and get out of here, otherwise, I will take your cheap life and send you to the underworld to see your wife and children! ”

"Fart! Don't you dare! Lao Pan was so angry that his body kept shaking. His wife and children left before him, and let him send the white-haired man to the black-haired man, which was the biggest pain in his life.

It seems that Lao Pan's situation at this moment is that the store door can't be opened, and it can't be closed, and it is a dilemma left and right.

Wu Zhi quietly looked around, only to see that although there were many onlookers, I was afraid that there was no one who dared to come forward to stop them. Everyone probed their brains and talked in whispers, and they didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Wu Zhi noticed that there was a stall selling women's silk scarves nearby, and the stall owner was gone, apparently tiptoeing in the crowd to watch the excitement.

Wu Zhi secretly took off two silk scarves and stuffed one into Li Zhong's hand.

"Brother Dog, I'm afraid you're mistaken, this old immortal has a very stinky temper, maybe he's a lonely person, where is there any wife and child? Hahaha......"

"It turned out to be an old bachelor, isn't that just a eunuch with a handle! It's okay, it's okay, old thing, as long as you get out, how about a few brothers take you to Qingxlou to have a good time another day......"

"Boss, I estimate that even if this old immortal has a wife and daughter, I'm afraid he would have been angry with him a long time ago, and I would rather go to Qingxlou to be a cousin, maybe ......"

"That's the case, then you say, if we take him to play, will we just run into his wife and daughter, how wonderful would it be......"

"Wonderful, big brother, wonderful ......"

Hahaha –

The inhuman grin resounded and echoed through the streets.

Lao Pan laughed angrily, his heart was dripping blood: "Bastard thing!" If I had a son like you, I would have been the first to pick up a knife and chop him to pieces! ”

"You mother, dare to fight back!"

The gangster in the lead jumped up at once and smashed a stick into Lao Pan's head.

Lao Pan hurriedly hid behind the door panel and dodged the stick.

However, two fists are no match for four legs, not to mention how can an old man be the opponent of these young and strong hooligans who have nothing to do all day long and just rely on fighting and making trouble?

In the blink of an eye, Lao Pan was grabbed by the two thugs and pressed against the door panel, unable to move. I had been beaten seven or eight feet all over my body, and there were mud marks everywhere.

"Pump him!"

The gangster at the head screamed, and slapped Lao Pan's face with a slap.

"Look for death!"

In a hurry, Wu Zhi screamed and rushed out.

But he was too far away, or too late.

only heard the sound of "oops", but Lao Pan was not slapped, but the hand of the thug who beat people suddenly drooped down, and his prestige was extinguished at once, and he cried bitterly.

An energetic old man with a large white beard walked out of the door panel with a long bamboo ruler in his hand.

It was he who slashed the gangster's wrist in time to save Lao Pan.

Lao Pan's face showed joy, but he disappeared again in an instant: "Shopkeeper, why did you come out?" Come on! ”

The gangster's hand was aching, and when he looked up, he saw that the helper was actually just an old man, and he was at least sixty or seventy years old, so he was arrogant and immediately returned, and hissed: "Kill these two old things!" ”

The thugs rushed up.

The old man waved the bamboo ruler in his hand, as if he was wielding a knife, and he made a quick move, either slashing people's shoulders or slashing people's hands, resisting the attacks of the people in front of him.

However, heroes are also afraid of group fights, and it still doesn't help.

The gangsters in the lead used the brother in front of him as a shield, pushed forward, grabbed the gap and slashed at the old man's arm with a stick.

The old man snorted, and the bamboo ruler in his hand fell to the ground.

"Die!"

The thug raised his club and slammed it into the old man's head.

"Lord Wang!" Lao Pan stumbled and screamed, and old tears fell from his eyes.

When—

The gangster's club slammed into an iron object, and he felt a sharp shock from the tiger's mouth, and it hurt faintly.

It's the same with Wu Zhi.

When the thugs looked back, there were two more men in women's silk scarves, one of whom was tall and holding a frying pan in his hand.

The other was shorter and stout, but he held a tongs in his hand.

It is this "pan" that is blocking itself.

"!"

Wu Zhi and Li Zhong said hello, waved the frying pan and played a tiger, and did it without saying a word.

What kind of talk do you have to spend with this group of guys, save some effort and win this fight.

The strange weapon in the hands of the two was bought by Wu Zhi in the warehouse of his parents, and he didn't think of anything else in a hurry, but he only knew that he had worked hard from his old bank, so he grabbed a frying pan with one hand and a tongs with the other......

The frying pan in Wu Zhi's hand was a bit heavy, and he could only swing it when he held it with both hands. But they are all on the field, and there is no way back, so they can only rivet their strength and swing desperately.

Whoever smashes you, smashes you, smashes it—

Wu Zhi even used the strength to eat. Mind your sister, you have to be full of momentum.

Li Zhong picked up the tongs, poked left and right.

Lao Pan broke free of his hands and feet, and hurriedly picked up the bamboo ruler dropped by the old man on the ground, and came up as such.

The men and horses of both sides fought on the wide road in front of the door, and the battle was three-on-eight.

The gangsters really live by fighting in the streets and alleys, and their attacks are black and ruthless, and the three of them will suffer if they don't pay attention.

Especially with two guys with hammers on the opposite side, Li Zhong and Lao Pan couldn't resist it at all.

Wu Zhi had no choice but to take the initiative to stick to the two of them. However, if you stick to this, that one will slip away and go with the others to flank Li Zhong.

If you continue like this, sooner or later you will have to lie down.

It seems that the only way to attack is to take the initiative.

"Keep up!"

Wu Zhi shouted, waved the pan, and rushed into the group of gangsters, ignoring it, smashing wildly.

"Okay, Brother Wu!"

Li Zhong followed closely, and the frying pan in front of him was hard with the other party, which could be used as a shield and smash his head, and Li Zhong just took the opportunity to sneak attack with the fire tongs in his hand and stabbed them indiscriminately.

Lao Pan specializes in picking up leaks.

For a while, an iron triangle was formed with a tacit understanding, forcing the gangsters to retreat again and again.

However, it cannot dominate the battle. Because once the circle is drawn wide, after all, there are many people on the other side, and the abdomen and back of the three will be attacked at the same time, taking care of one and losing the other.

I had to immediately narrow the circle and return to the door of the silk village.

The two sides fought for a while, but no one could take advantage, and some gangsters on the other side were injured, and Wu Zhi's hands began to go numb, and he couldn't support it.

One is that the other party is difficult, and the other is that Wu Zhi and Li Zhong are not the kind of outlaws after all, and they can't be killed.

"Lao Pan, don't be too far ahead!"

was fighting, Lao Pan was old, one couldn't retreat, and was hit on the leg by the other party, Wu Zhi turned sideways and wanted to rush over to the rescue, but immediately messed up, and several people on the other side shouted and scolded, and swarmed up.

Wu Zhi was hit with a blow on his waist, and he grinned in pain. Before I could react, I was kicked in the ass again.