Chapter 65: I Cure the Hard-Mouthed

Outside the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall, more than a dozen disciples stood at the door.

But he didn't dare to step forward with a hesitant face, after all, it was a group of dead boys.

They are not very old, they are thin, wearing slippers and barefoot, and they can kill two with one punch.

But such a group of people are arrogant and domineering, and no one dares to provoke them.

Dead boy is the name of a specific kind of person, ordinary gangsters are called rotten boys, and this group is the dead boy who is higher than them.

Don't want to die is their philosophy, the body is thin and weak, but they don't think about life or death at all, there are a lot of cases, and they live today and have no tomorrow.

This is the hard one who is afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal one who is afraid of not dying.

More than a dozen dead boys were surrounding Guan Sheng, kicking and beating desperately.

"Isn't Nima very good at fighting, come on, hit me!"

"Dare to mind your uncle's affairs, are you tired of living!"

"Fight back, you have a kind of move Lao Tzu to try!"

Shouting, kicking, and beating, they didn't use knives, because only then would everyone be afraid of them.

Guan Sheng lay on top of a girl and protected her with his body.

"Stop!"

The door of the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall opened, and Ma Xiaoling walked out with a roar.

The disciples behind him followed one after another, holding sticks one by one.

"Yo, who should I be, isn't this Chaotian Jiao Ma Xiaoling? Sure enough, she looks beautiful. ”

The black dog led by twenty-five or six, with ribs rolled up in cigarettes.

looked at Ma Xiaoling who came out with a look on his face, and the other subordinates turned their heads.

"Black dog, my Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion and you have always been well water and do not interfere with river water, today you beat people at my door, is it too much."

Ma Xiaoling's willow eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her phoenix eyes were wide open, but she was not as gentle as Xue Yan's side.

"It's strange that this stinky boy doesn't have long eyes, and he also meddles when he eats steamed buns."

The black dog sneered, Er Ya was the waiter at the bun shop, and a few people were eating buns in the store just now.

"Fart, I saw you rubbing oil with my own eyes!"

Guan Sheng got up and pulled Erya up from the ground.

Just now he came to find Erya, and when he saw a few guys moving around Erya, he was angry and came up to argue.

"Lao Tzu eats buns and feels that there is less filling, not as big as her breasts, isn't this a profiteer, I call it for Tianxingdao, just tell the boss to do it according to her breasts in the future, what's wrong? Are you itchy and uncomfortable? ”

The black dog turned his head with a sneer, raised his eyebrows and said.

"Okay, that's all for today, and in the future, everyone's well water will not interfere with river water."

Glancing at Guan Sheng, these guys' fists didn't have any strength, except for being embarrassed, there was nothing else.

These dead boys are like mud, you will feel dirty when you step on him, and Ma Xiaoling doesn't want to make a big deal out of it.

"Who are you? You say it's okay, it's okay? Lao Tzu and your father talk about brothers, the small skin is rough and the meat is thick, my brother is tired of beating people, you have to pay for this carriage and horse, and also, the little steamed bun just now touched me very unhappy, and they all said that Chaotian Jiao is hot, I don't want this money, big niece, you come and let me try the size, I will let you go. ”

The black dog licked her lips and looked at Ma Xiaoling with a pair of mouse eyes, which suddenly made her angry.

"Black dog, don't give you face, you don't have a face, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

The sword eyebrows were upside down, and Ma Xiaoling couldn't wait to slap him away.

The disciples behind him also held the wooden sticks in their hands and glared angrily.

"Pretending to be pure with Lao Tzu, I really think I am a character, Lao Tzu not only wants to touch you today, but also plays with you, I see who dares to stop you!"

The black dog stepped forward and reached for his shirt.

A jet-black pistol was exposed at his waist.

Walking towards the martial arts hall step by step, he deliberately exposed the gun handle to show the people around him.

No one on the street in the distance dared to approach, this group of guys was not something they dared to provoke.

"If you dare to be presumptuous, I'll call the police!"

Ma Xiaoling yelled angrily, but they didn't care about it at all.

"Nima, what age are you, do you still dare to touch me with knives and guns, a bullet can send you back to the West."

"The Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall has also picked up a bargain, and in the future, there will be a boss as a son-in-law, so you can steal the fun."

"Call the police, I'm so scared, if you have the ability, I'll arrest Lao Tzu, and I'll kill you all when I come out, and no one will be left."

The group of dead boys behind him followed arrogantly one by one.

Several people even showed the guns on their waists without any scruples, and looked around with slanted eyebrows.

They don't take the police seriously at all, and they are all frequent visitors to the police station.

"I'll go to your uncle's!"

Seeing that the black dog was about to step up the steps, suddenly there was an angry rebuke from behind Ma Xiaoling.

Following the flash of the figure, Xue Yan, who had been standing behind him, moved.

Lift up a kick and kick it in the chest of the black dog.

Thin, he was kicked out seven or eight meters away, and a few doglegs behind him couldn't dodge and were knocked down.

"If you dare to do it, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

A few of the doglegs who didn't fall immediately drew their guns, but unfortunately their speed was too slow.

Xue Yan, who was reborn, reached out with both hands, and the fist wind roared.

A wail followed, and their wrists were struck one after another, and their guns were knocked to the ground before they could be raised.

"Toys are here to scare people, too!"

Xue Yan glanced at the pistols on the ground, all of them were fakes.

A sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, his body turned, and his feet kicked continuously.

With them, ten times more is not enough for Xue Yan to beat him alone.

In a wail, they lay on the ground, unable to move.

"If you dare to touch me, you're finished, I'm not done with you!"

The black dog tried hard to get up, but Xue Yan stepped forward with a kick, and the whole person turned over in the air and fell to the ground again.

"Your uncle, Lao Tzu specializes in hard mouthing."

Xue Yan stepped on his chest, his cold eyes staring at the black dog.

"If you have the ability, you will kill Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely set fire to your Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall!"

A dead boy is a dead boy, he knows that others are afraid of causing trouble, so he pretends to be not afraid of death to bluff people.

Even though the pain was unbearable, he still screamed at the top of his voice.

"It's good not to be afraid of death, don't die too fast."

Just learned the sword finger, Xue Yan wanted to see the power.

The right fist poked out, the middle knuckle protruding slightly, and it was a punch in his chest.

"Ahh It hurts! I'm going to die! ”

The punch was not very powerful, but it sealed his valve.

The black dog that was screaming and barking immediately rolled on the ground in pain.

"This kid pretends to be real, you see, the urine is so real."

"The boss's acting skills have improved again, and even can be pulled out, it really stinks!"

Not only did he not believe it, but even his younger brother didn't believe it.

After all, the strength of this punch seems to be far less heavy than the foot just now, but the black dog is like killing a pig.

"I was wrong...... Hero...... Spare me...... It hurts me to death...... Please......"

In less than a minute, the black dog with feces and urine flowing everywhere couldn't bear it.

The sharp pain of this shattering body would not make him faint, and he would rather die from the pain of staying awake.

"Dead boy? Not afraid of death? Hehe......"

Xue Yan sneered and kicked him in the back, and the black dog suddenly stopped moving, gasping for breath.

"Didn't he claim to be not afraid of death, and even begged for mercy?"

"I'm sorry for the name of the dead boy!"

Not only passers-by, but even his little brother looked at the stinky black dog with disdain.

This kid is so spineless.

The dead boy is known as having a broken arm and drinking alcohol, and his leg is cut off to make dumplings.

This begging for mercy, everything he used to have is no longer awesome.