Chapter 182: Courage to Move Forward (Part II)
Obviously, they did not expect that the Chinese workers, who were extremely restrained and tolerant on weekdays, would also have such a brave side, and the more than 100 black young people who had just gathered together suddenly panicked. Although there were strong black men who repeatedly yelled and pushed and pressed the formation, they could not stop the pace of those black young people slowly retreating.
The short distance of more than 20 meters is just a distance that can be reached in an instant for all kinds of construction machinery that sprint at full speed. When one of the first forklifts raised its bucket and crashed into the crowd with a roar, the blacks who were just in front of the forklift had to push each other to dodge. The formation, which was barely in shape, was scattered in an instant.
Wielding two threaded steel bars, Luo Badao, who rushed in front of everyone, roared and pounced straight at a strong black man holding a golden dune sword. Under the staggered sweep of the two threaded steel bars circling and dancing in his hand, the strong black man who was blocking Luo Badao's body retreated again and again, and the golden sand dune long sword wielded in his hand also began to be a little unable to grasp the direction of the attack, and his movements were obviously scattered.
With a roar, Luo Badao jumped up suddenly, and the two threaded steel bars that circled and danced slashed down towards the top of the black strong man in front of him, but the other threaded steel bar was like a python that swept around the waist of the prey, only swept towards the neck of the black strong man, making it clear that it was a battle array killing move that did not intend to leave a living mouth!
Almost at the moment when Luo Badao just jumped up, the black strong man who was originally a little flustered and the golden shaundan long sword in his hand was completely out of order, but he slammed his feet and stood up steadily. The Jinshaqiu long sword in his hand danced quickly above his head, blocking the two threaded steel bars that Luo Badao was hitting towards him, and then took a step, and the Jinshaqiu long sword, which had already accumulated enough strength by circling momentum, slashed straight towards the top of Luo Badao's head!
Seeing that the threaded steel bar in his hand had been blocked, and Luo Badao, who had staggered to the ground with both feet, couldn't stand on his feet at all, and his whole body was also empty, and he slashed the golden sand mound long sword at Luo Badao's black strong man's face, and a smug smile suddenly appeared!
Seeing the black strong man wielding the golden dune long sword and slashing towards Luo Badao's head, but Luo Badao looked completely powerless to dodge, the two workers who followed behind Luo Badao were so anxious that they yelled and rushed forward, wanting to snatch Luo Badao out of the golden dune long sword. But at the same time as the two workers roared and rushed forward, Luo Badao, whose whole body was already crooked and completely unable to stand on his feet, suddenly lowered his head and collided with the strong black man wielding the golden dune sword in front of him.
I didn't see how Luo Badao acted, and the two threaded steel bars that had been swung by the golden dune long sword were like two smart long snakes, and they suddenly circled at a very small angle, stabbing left and right towards the black strong man's armpits. Although the threaded steel bar did not have a too sharp tip, under Luo Badao's vigorous stabbing, the black strong man who was completely defenseless was suddenly stabbed and screamed, and the Jinshaqiu long sword in his hand was thrown far away.
Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Badao, who was almost standing face to face with the black strong man, raised his knee fiercely and hit the black strong man's groin part. With the terrible howl of the black strong man who had lost his voice, Luo Badao suddenly turned around on the spot, and the two threaded steel bars that danced by the momentum smashed on the neck of the black strong man one after the other!
Without looking at the black strong man who fell to the ground, Luo Badao spat bloody spit on the ground fiercely: "Old Wei, I'll do one!" ”
Almost at the same time as Luo Badao opened his mouth to shout, Wei Yue, who was wearing a steel knuckle tiger on his fingers, suddenly lowered his head, and with an agility that did not match his body shape, he flashed the golden dune long sword that swept towards his temple. Without waiting for the evil wind brought by the long sword of Jinsha Dune to completely sweep overhead, Wei Yue had already taken a nimble small leap to get in front of the strong black man he was facing.
Obviously, thanks to his diligent practice on weekdays, Wei Yue threw five or six heavy punches at the black strong man he was facing in just two seconds, only to hit the black strong man staggering and shaking. Using the black strong man who had lost his ability to attack in a short period of time as a cover, Wei Yue almost stuck to the black strong man's side, and kept swinging his fists to attack other opponents who were close to him and were holding the golden dune sword.
Seeing that his companions had completely fallen into Wei Yue's control, and the Jinshaqiu long sword in his hand could not use the most powerful slashing move because of the rat throwing weapon, several strong black men who surrounded Wei Yue were so angry that they could not do anything about it.
Taking advantage of the slight hesitation of the movements of several black strong men beside him, Wei Yue took a big stride suddenly, and his whole body almost brought the sound of the wind, rushing towards the nearest target like a wild lion pounced on a rabbit!
Without temptation, let alone the slightest hesitation, Wei Yue continued to clean up one target after another with hooks and hooks. In the muffled sound of the steel finger tiger hitting his jawbone or temple, in just a moment's effort, three or five strong black men holding the golden dune sword had been beaten by Wei Yue and either vomited blood or collapsed to the ground as if struck by lightning.
Flexibly dodging another Jinshaqiu long sword that attacked him with a small leap, Wei Yue saw that several workers behind him had already brandished the rebar and slashed their heads and faces towards the black strong man who attacked him, and then suddenly exhaled a turbid breath held in his chest: "Badao, what are you talking about?!" ”
Turning his head to look at the few strong black men who had fallen on the sand in front of Wei Yue, Luo Badao roared angrily with some disbelief, waved the two bent threaded steel bars in his hand, and pounced on another strong black man holding a golden dune sword: "Say fucking eggs!" Brothers, follow Lao Tzu! Kill these bastards! ”
Hearing that Luo Badao had already shouted out the slang of his hometown, the workers who had served in the internal guards and border armed police who followed behind Luo Badao and Wei Yue also roared angrily and rushed towards the targets that stood in front of them, and all kinds of local slang also sounded on the African land shrouded in darkness: "Shovel!" ”
"Rise up!"
"Dry Mother ......."
The fighting spirit is like a tide, and people are like a tide. After a few minutes of stalemate after the two sides began to collide, the workers wearing hard hats gradually gained the upper hand after Wei Yue and Luo Badao took the lead in tearing open the gap in the opponent's formation.
And at the side of the workers who roared and pounced on their opponents, all kinds of construction machinery also rushed in the direction where the opponents gathered together, just as Wei Yue ordered, and again and again disintegrated the attempts of those black youths to regroup and resist! Under the illumination of the snow-bright headlights, the black young people who faced the headlights were even more dazzled, and they couldn't see the rebar bars roaring towards them at all!
In the midst of the successive screams and wails, Wei Yue and Luo Badao, who were rushing to the front, suddenly felt that their eyes were empty, and they had already knocked through the formation formed by those black strong men holding the golden sand hill long sword. Looking back at their companions who had firmly gained the upper hand, Wei Yue and Luo Badao couldn't help but shout in unison: "Fence up, don't let them run away!" ”
In the roar of promise, the workers who had already sent their fierce nature immediately surrounded those opponents who were still resisting, and danced the threaded steel bars in their hands and beat them wildly......