"Smack!"

A beer bottle smashed on Zhao Haiping's head, Zhao Haiping casually flicked off the glass slag in his hair, looked at the little rascal in front of him who was already a little dumbfounded, and asked, "Is there anything more exciting?" ”

The little rascal threw away the broken wine bottle in his hand, picked up a green brick from the ground, and smashed it on Zhao Haiping's head with all his strength.

"Smack!"

The green brick smashed on Zhao Haiping's head and shattered into four or five pieces, Zhao Haiping once again reached out to flick off the brick dust in his hair, shook his head and said: "No, it's too light, it's too light!" ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, another hooligan took out a wooden stick more than three feet long and the thickness of an egg from the garbage can, and threw it to his brother who was attacking Zhao Haiping.

Weighing the weight of the weapon in his hand, the little rascal who faced Zhao Haiping, couldn't help but have a trace of hesitation on his face, although the guy in front of him was clearly bent on finding death, but he snapped this stick, what if he really killed or crippled him?

Zhao Haiping stretched out his fan-like big hand, and directly slapped the little rascal in front of him, seeing that he was still standing there stupidly after being beaten, Zhao Haiping simply raised his hand, but gave him four or five more slaps anyway, Zhao Haiping pointed to his head and said coldly: "Come on, come on, hit me hard, aim here, hit me with all your strength!" ”

"You're looking for your own death!"

said cruel words in his mouth, but the little rascal's hands were trembling, looking at Zhao Haiping, who was slowly advancing towards him step by step, and his eyes exuded an abnormal blood-red light, the little rascal only felt that he was alone in the face of a beast that had gone completely crazy and was about to launch the most violent attack on him, and he involuntarily kept retreating backwards under Zhao Haiping's step by step.

Looking at this little rascal who was holding a weapon in his hand, but the whole person was clinging to the wall of the alley and did not dare to attack him, seeing that his hands were trembling, his feet were trembling, his mouth was trembling, and his whole body was trembling, Zhao Haiping suddenly felt an irrepressible throbbing pain in his heart. Because at this time, he thought of his daughter Zhao Pan again.

His daughter Panpan was wiped to death by this kind of hooligan bastards who did not enter the stream at all, these turtle sons and bastards, living in the darkest corners of society, they eat, drink, gamble and do everything, they have long lost the flesh of men, the dignity and arrogance of men, and even the pity necessary for a person, leaving only the cruelty of beasts and the smoothness of the rudder when seeing the wind.

Zhao Haiping panted fiercely, he had to work hard to control his emotions, so he barely let himself directly twist the neck of the little rascal in front of him without reaching out, Zhao Haiping suddenly reached out and jerked on the other party's face, until the blood on the little rascal's face was splashed, and he roared loudly: "You fucking do it!" You're fucking hitting me hard! Believe it or not, if you can't kill me today, I'm going to kill you?! ”

The little hooligan who was beaten by Zhao Haiping and had a nosebleed splash in front of him finally couldn't help crying, he picked up the wooden stick in his hand, and aimed it at Zhao Haiping's head while crying, and even used his strength to eat milk and smashed it hard.

"Smack!"

The egg-thick wooden stick was broken in two, Zhao Haiping stared, and slapped the little rascal who was holding half of the wooden stick in his hand twice, and shouted, "You didn't fucking eat?" I can't even hit someone! Like you, who can't even beat my grandmother and is as timid as a chicken, let's go home and hug the woman's thighs! What are you glaring at, knock me down if you are not convinced, there is a chair there, use it to smash me, do you have a knife on your body, use it to stab me! ”

"Smack!"

The wooden chair in the little rascal's hand turned into a broken piece of wood, Zhao Haiping still stood there steadily, he raised his hand, slapped the little rascal in front of him again, and shouted: "Come again!" ”

"Silk ......"

The little rascal took out a bicycle chain from himself, which was already the most powerful weapon he could use, and he slammed it down at Zhao Haiping's head and face, Zhao Haiping stared at his big eyes, and he didn't dodge or dodge, standing straight in place, watching the chain in the air with a whining whistle, picking out a beautiful arc and slashing straight into his face.

Zhao Haiping's cheeks were pulled by the chain of the car, the flesh turned up, and the blood quickly oozed out from the wound more than half a foot long, in this case, Zhao Haiping's face did not have a trace of expression, he seemed to be a robot without any pain nerves, he stared at the little rascal in front of him who was already so scared that he couldn't even cry, and said, "Is there anything more cool?" ”

Looking at the man in front of him whose face was blurred with flesh and blood, and blood kept oozing out of the wound, making him look more and more hideous, looking at his eyes that were so red that people couldn't help but feel cold, and the little rascal who was still holding a car chain in his hand, let out a terrible scream.

"Fool, get out of the way!"

"Big brother" finally couldn't stand it anymore, he rushed up and pushed his little brother away, and as soon as he stretched out a dagger, he stabbed Zhao Haiping's lower abdomen.

"Yes, it's finally a little bit of a look! But ......" Zhao Haiping looked down at the dagger that pierced into his lower abdomen, and asked in a calm and creepy voice: "The dagger you use doesn't seem to be two inches long, this length of stabbing the lower abdomen can't stab a dead person at all, aren't you a 'big brother', how can you still have this kind of toy that only children can make?" If you really don't dare to kill, why don't you just learn some women's self-defense? What anti-wolf spray, what small anti-wolf electric rod, isn't it much better than this gadget?! ”

"Smack!"

Zhao Haiping raised his hand and slapped the "big brother" again.

"You have the courage to be strong, you have the courage to force other women to make a fourth-level film, I just stand here and let you do it, why don't you have the courage to kill me? Why don't you dare find a bigger guy and stab it straight into my heart? My master is the eldest brother, and you are also the eldest brother, but you, the eldest brother, even if you go to lift my master's shoes, it will stain my master's leather boots! ”

Zhao Haiping kicked the "big brother" in the lower abdomen, and the "big brother's" face instantly turned pale, and the whole person bent into a bow shape like a big one, and fell to the ground without saying a word. Zhao Haiping said coldly: "You're done playing, now it's my turn." ”

(To be continued)