My old nine has been mixed in the road for decades, why has it been standing!?

It's all about running fast!

Don't look at the more than fifty years old, don't look at the slash by Chen Yaoqing in the back, but the pace under his feet is not chaotic at all, and he got into the crowd in a few flashes.

After all, it's the boss, after all, it's old, what's wrong with running?

In order to survive, do not chill!

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The sun horse turned into a scuffle, and when Chen Yaoqing cut out the first trace of blood, the minds of all the younger brothers heated up in an instant.

This is how it is to fight in a group, after the fight, who still has the heart to think so much, the conflict of hundreds of people begins, and after the blood is up, it is a punch, a knife, and under the stimulation of a lot of adrenaline, it will not feel pain, but will be more excited.

At this moment, this is the state, the boss took the lead in the charge, and slashed the boss on the opposite side with a knife, and the number one junior brother Lei Yaoyang waved a meter-long steel pipe, and turned towards the opposite side like crazy.

The steel pipe was long and heavy enough, and he smashed his head and face, and opened the scoop on the opposite guy on the spot, and the blood instantly became smueg, and the person fell to the ground in a daze.

It doesn't matter who the opposite person is, what kind of thing he takes, the steel pipe in his hand is left and right, and the wheel is out of the afterimage, this kind of performance is matched with his crazy shouting at the moment, and the opposite side of the momentum does not dare to face its front, and instantly opens a gap.

Looking at Chen Yaoqing next to him, he didn't rush so fast at the moment, but was a little step behind Lei Yaoyang, the machete in his hand was just raised on his shoulder and pulled the posture, his eyes stared sharply at the person who parried Lei Yaoyang's steel pipe on the opposite side, and saw that a person was hit the arm, and the knife in his hand fell off in pain, at this moment, Chen Yaoqing stepped forward and slashed the knife in his hand.

The light of the knife streaked across the night sky, and a handful of blood splashed out with a scream, followed by half a piece of scalp and an ear, and a cut on the shoulder was also cut by a machete, and the person screamed in horror and quickly retreated, and fell directly to the ground under the stumbling footsteps.

A knife cut down a person, Chen Yaoqing's face did not change, and after the machete in his hand was quickly withdrawn, he quickly slashed towards another guy who was hit by Lei Yaoyang, and a hole more than ten centimeters long in his chest was cut out, and then he kicked the opponent's lower abdomen and kicked him to the ground.

Behind him, Ah Di and Ah Hong are responsible for sweeping the tail, and the baseball bat wheel in their hands is also tiger and tiger, and whoever is put down is two sticks, and the other party will stop before he stops.

The four of them have been mixed together since they were children, and they don't know how many times they have fought in groups, and their cooperation with each other has long been tempered, plus there are more than a hundred younger brothers behind them at this moment, this will be even more fierce.

Chen Yaoqing is fierce enough, his hands are black enough, and Lao Jiu on the opposite side is too cowardly, at this moment, the momentum has been driven by Chen Yaoqing, and the little brother rushed up with a roar, and between the swings of the knife, he suddenly cut down more than a dozen.

Fighting in a group is really not enough than more people, not to mention that Lao Jiu sent 50 yuan before he set off, and what he said was to come and stand in a field, wave the flag and shout, who would fight hard for 50 yuan, wouldn't it hurt if he was stabbed?

Except for the twenty or so guys standing in front of him, who have been raised by Lao Jiu and dare to fight, the rest of the people will not work hard for Lao Jiu.

And now, the more than 20 people standing in front were either cut down or beaten back again and again, which suddenly made the people behind feel bad, put the knife in their hands into their arms, turned around and ran without saying a word, and some simply didn't even want a knife and a stick and just slipped away.

It was almost a charge, and the more than 200 people led by Lao Jiu quickly collapsed as if they were pinched in mud, and everyone scrambled to take a big stride and run.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and seeing this scene, the more than 100 people brought by Chen Yaoqing's men were even more excited, and the ghost cried wolf, waving the knife and stick in his hand like a group of demons dancing and chased after him, and then looked at the people on Lao Jiu's side, whoever ran behind and was caught up, in an instant, a few knives came to him, and the blood gourd that was cut on the spot lay on the ground.

At this moment, I don't want to run the fastest, I just want to run faster than the people around me, one by one, as if there is a fire under the buttocks, shaking my arms, moving my thighs, and screaming in my mouth is a wild run.

chased out a whole street, Chen Yaoqing stopped out of breath, this is enough, it is impossible to really hack a few to death, then it will be a big problem, he doesn't want to make headlines tomorrow.

Turning around, Chen Yaoqing raised his hands high, and the scene gradually quieted down, until everyone looked over, Chen Yaoqing shouted loudly: "Tonight, Hongji, big guy, I'll charter the venue, eat and drink as much as you want!" ”

"┗|'O′|┛嗷~~"

"Brother Yao!" "Brother Yao!" "Brother Yao!" More than 100 people brandished knives and sticks in their hands, pulled their necks and shouted, and the scene was hot.

Immediately, more than 100 people, under the leadership of Chen Yaoqing, swaggered through the city and went straight to Hongji Tea Restaurant.

On the other side, Ah Jiu lay on the bed in a private clinic, feeling the skin and flesh that had been rolled up with needles and threads on his back, and stitched up the wound little by little, although it didn't hurt after the anesthetic, the feeling still made him tense, and he could only rely on his mouth to keep scolding Chen Yaoqing for not dying well to relieve the tension and pressure.

In fact, what he hates most now is not Chen Yaoqing, after all, he has been mixed in the road for so many years, he has seen a lot of this kind of rising newcomers, most of them are smash hits and then decline immediately, and then they are beaten to death in a corner, and then forgotten, most of the people who can really be mixed for a long time are cowards like him.

It's impossible to be desperate, unless the ceiling strikes first.

If you are strong, I will give way, and wait to see when you make a big move to cause public anger, and when the time comes, a black rat can send people to hell with a gun, and the territory will naturally come back.

Wasn't this what Ah Qu did before?

Now what Ah Jiu hates the most is the two mothers under him, Sang, okay, what are you doing with Miss Wu of the family, your own family is not without a miss, now it's okay, damn, Lao Tzu has been cut down!

At this time, he naturally chose to forget that he supported his mother Sang to do this, after all, Miss is not afraid of much, anyway, there is no basic salary, not to mention that Chen Yaoqing does have a few red cards on his side.

The wound on his back was finally stitched up, and after being bandaged well, Ah Jiu got out of bed with the help of his younger brother, "How many wounds have you had?" ”

"More than forty wounded." The younger brother said softly.

"Didn't take you to the hospital, did you?" Ah Jiu hurriedly raised his head and asked.

"No, they were all sent to the dentist over there in the Kowloon Walled City."

"That's good, the hospital is too expensive." Ah Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with some distress: "How much did it cost?" ”

"Less than fifty thousand."

"Hiss~" Lao Jiu, who turned his head violently and was about to scold, touched the wound, and he gasped in pain, "Hit the street!" ”

The little brother lowered his head and didn't speak, the ghost knows who Lao Jiu was scolding.

"Let the brothers in the field be careful, don't let Chen Yaoqing's bastard take people to make trouble." Holding the little brother next to him, he walked out slowly step by step, and said as he walked: "Let's go to the countryside to hide." ”

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On the other side, at the Wan Chai Police Station, at the home of Senior Inspector Miao Zhishun of the Anti-Gang Unit, the bedside phone rang frantically.

……

It's going to be on the shelves soon, and you always need a little sense of ritual, so sacrifice a book, hoping to absorb the other party's European qi like crazy.

Author of "Playing Ghosts and Gods": Night rain and floating lights, a big guy!

Why is it that it is also a new book, and the recommendation votes of the big guy are twice as many as those on the street!

Why!