Chapter 11 Toast without eating and drinking

Ye Nan squinted his eyes slightly, swept through the group, and then his eyes fell on a man wearing a black spotted shirt with a gold chain. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone, including Chen Si, already had a weapon in his hand, whether it was a steel pipe or a watermelon knife, in short, everyone had one hand, but this man was empty-handed.

He just crossed his arms like this, held a cigarette in his mouth, stared at Ye Nan arrogantly, and his face was arrogant.

This person should be the head of the group.

Ye Nan stared at the man and asked calmly, "What do you call it?" ”

The man stretched out his hand and took the cigarette from his mouth, and took a long puff of smoke: "My name is Zhao Shan, and my brothers can afford to call me Brother Shan." ”

Ye Nan nodded: "Zhao Shan, who is looking for you to deal with me?" ”

Zhao Shan said coldly: "You bully my little brother Chen Si, I, the boss, naturally have to stand up for him, otherwise, who wants to follow me?" ”

Ye Nan laughed: "Chen Si? You should leave this reason to deceive the children, Chen Si deliberately came to me to make trouble, it should just be to find a suitable reason for you to make a move. ”

Zhao Shan's eyes flashed, he threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, and crushed his leather shoes on the cigarette butt a few times: "It's all men, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, you have two choices......"

Ye Nan's eyebrows raised slightly: "Let's hear it." ”

Zhao Shan snorted coldly: "It's not easy for so many of my brothers to come out once, you kneel down to apologize to my brother Chen Si, and then pay 10,000 yuan, this matter is like this." ”

Ye Nan's tone was cold: "Otherwise? ”

Zhao Shan's face showed a bit of fierceness: "Otherwise, you will be close to the guys in the hands of my brothers, as for the final result, it depends on luck." ”

With Zhao Shan's words, the surrounding group of thugs all took two steps closer to Ye Nan, with a posture of pounce at any time.

Ye Nan took a slow breath, took his hands out of his pockets, and said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about it, don't you just want to do it, come on." ”

Zhao Shan sneered: "Since you toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame me for being unkind, brothers, clean him up for me!"

This group of people is obviously used to fighting in groups, and none of them have any timidity, they directly manipulated the guy in their hands, and rushed towards Ye Nan.

At the same time as this group of people moved, Ye Nan had already moved, and he rushed towards Chen Si on his left.

Chen Si held a rounded steel pipe in his hand, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he smashed it towards Ye Nan's head, ruthlessly and mercilessly.

Ye Nan turned sideways, dodged the stick, his body had already advanced again, and he slapped him in the face.

This slap was very loud and powerful, Chen Si's head threw out an obvious head-turning action to the side, and then the whole person tilted to the side and fell to the ground.

Ye Nan knocked over Chen Si who was blocking in front of him, and then rushed forward quickly to the wall of a building next to him, and then turned around.

Although he faced more than a dozen thugs with various weapons in his hands, Ye Nan did not escape, he just turned his back against the direction of the wall and faced the thugs who rushed over, so as to avoid being attacked on his back.

A watermelon knife slashed towards Ye Nan's arm, Ye Nan leaned back, grabbed the wrist holding the knife, and his right palm had already slashed at the opponent's neck, the man's face suddenly changed, he threw away the knife, and staggered to the side holding his neck.

Zhao Shan watched Ye Nan knock down two or three people in the blink of an eye, and he was also a little dumbfounded, although the person who was looking for him had already told him that Ye Nan was not a soft persimmon and asked him to take more people to copy more guys, but he was still dumbfounded when he really saw that the other party could fight like this.

"Let's go up and cut him!"

Zhao Shan shouted loudly, he also saw that if he rushed forward one by one like now, then I am afraid that all his subordinates would be defeated and the other party would not be hurt in the slightest, and only by rushing up could he have a chance of winning.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the master is killed by random punches, this is the truth!

A group of thugs rushed towards Ye Nan at the same time, Ye Nan's eyes were sharp, he grabbed the steel pipe that was smashed, and smashed his left hand on the opponent's nose, and the thug suddenly fell backwards with a scream full of peach blossoms.

Ye Nan grabbed the steel pipe, swung sideways, blocked the knife that came from the side, raised a kick, kicked the man's lower abdomen, and kicked him to the ground with a stagger.

The other thugs took advantage of this opportunity to slash at Ye Nan desperately, Ye Nan focused on dodging the watermelon knife that was chopping, but was smashed twice by the steel pipe.

The thugs were very heavy, but these two blows did not cause any harm to Ye Nan, as a member of the special forces, he needed to practice hard qigong, although it hurt a little when the iron rod was smashed down, but it was far from reaching the upper limit of Ye Nan's bearing capacity.

Although these gangsters are not good people, they are also ordinary people after all, many of Ye Nan's moves are extremely damaging, and even kill them with one blow, and they are not used against them, but these two blows completely angered Ye Nan.

Just when Ye Nan was about to make a ruthless move, a black thing suddenly came from a distance, and accurately hit a thug who was holding a watermelon knife and slashing at his face.

The thug's whole person was smashed directly to the rear and fell directly to the sky, and a miserable cry came out of his mouth, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

The sudden change startled the thugs who were rushing over, and they took two steps back to the rear and looked in the direction where the east and west were flying.

A young woman in a black shirt and black jeans was standing about ten meters away from the crowd, carrying a plastic bag in her left hand, which contained a lot of heavy contents.

Because of the distance, and the fact that this woman was standing in a somewhat backlit position, Ye Nan couldn't see her face clearly, but he could see her long and tight legs wrapped in jeans, and the light shot down from her back and through her long hair, giving people a bit of a hazy feeling.

A very beautiful woman!

Ye Nan squinted his eyes slightly, retracted his gaze, and looked at the "murder weapon" that attacked the thug on the ground, and when he saw it clearly, Ye Nan's expression became two points weird.

What fell to the ground was a can of beer, and the aluminum shell had been dented in a piece.

Ye Nan subconsciously glanced at the unlucky ghost who fell to the ground by the beer can air strike, and he didn't know if this can of beer happened to hit his nose, Ye Nan looked at him covering his face in pain, but blood often flowed down his hand.

A circle of thugs around also came back to their senses, and one of the thugs raised the steel pipe in his hand, pointed at the woman and scolded: "Stinky, look for death, believe it or not, Lao Tzu spent your face today......"