The big tiger was in pain, clutching his left arm, and was about to retreat.

"Bang!"

Surrounded by a heavy siege, he coldly let the opponent next to him kick his waist, and the whole person stumbled and did not stand firmly, and his center of gravity fell to the ground unsteadily.

"you! Aren't you capable! Come, keep waving your little stick to Lao Tzu! Aren't you a tiger, Lao Tzu let you throw a telescopic stick! ”

"Bang bang bang!"

The young man who led the team instantly followed, and the big leather shoes slammed on the big tiger. The big tiger didn't say a word, holding his head in his hands, and he was covered in mud.

The little tiger chasing at the front is getting farther and farther away from Ah Ming, who is constantly retreating.

"Bang!" After Xiaohu received another stick on his back, he habitually turned his head to look for his eldest brother.

In many fights, he and his eldest brother have developed a tacit understanding, as an arrow character, he is two, one dares to go up and the other dares to follow. A battle squad of only two people was formed, and they still looked at each other.

But when he looked back, he found that his eldest brother had long since disappeared, and when he heard the scolding of the young man behind him, he suddenly chased back.

Holding a wrench in his hand, he scolded angrily: "Who dares to hit my brother on a horse!" ”

"Bang Bang!"

Xiaohu is wielding a wrench with a clear goal, knocking on a head, and knocking on the head for the next safekeeping!

After a few steps back, at least a few more were killed. To say that Xiaohu is going back and forth in the crowd is definitely bragging, because he has suffered a lot of injuries.

However, in comparison, he may be easier than Zhang Peng and Kamba, two professional players. It may take Zhang Peng Campa less than half the time to solve a rival, but the damage caused by both sides is also not at the same level.

Although Zhang Peng Kanba used his body as a weapon and shot cleanly, to a greater extent, they just beat the opponent to the point that they had no ability to fight back.

Xiaohu is different, every time he wields a big wrench, he looks like the midnight butcher, and starts with a scoop! At first, I didn't see anything famous, but after a lot of fighting, when the injuries were compared, no one dared to close to Xiaohu.

The young man who led the team and the seven or eight professional bastards in the south of the city beside him had already changed to chopping after holding down the big tiger!

"Puff puff!"

The big tiger was chopped back and forth on the ground, and a down jacket was also cut into rags.

"I'll chop you to death today! Chop you to death, I can only get out on horseback! ”

Some of the remarks made by people in reaction to extreme excitement are not carefully thought through, and belong to subconscious actions that are arbitrary.

Looking at the distorted face of the young man who led the team, the horses who were his brothers had already put down the guy in their hands in a daze, and even the hand holding the big tiger had slowly let go.

Because of the eldest brother at this time, they felt very strange, and the hideous appearance made them a little unrecognizable.

"Brother, if you cut him again, he will really die."

One of the horses, who had the best relationship with the young man who led the team, gently tugged at his sleeve and said in a low voice.

If you can make a living running on the road in the south of the city, you don't care if you are professional or semi-professional. There is certainly no shortage of experience in fighting and brawling, after all, there are no bastards who live by negotiating with people. But it's one thing to fight, it's another thing to go to a murder.

The younger brother did something, and the eldest brother noticed that the situation was not right, and it was common for him to run away. But the eldest brother is crazy, and the younger brother has at least a seventy or eighty percent chance of eating pot roasting!

Running on the road can be understood as a way for them to get ahead faster, or to be a bit of a lazy worker. But what is certain is that they definitely don't want to face a long life behind bars for no reason.

The south of the city is not as good as the west of the city, and many of the fights are young and vigorous after all. But there are definitely very few people who kill people, and the horses don't want to get involved!

The young man who led the team turned back suddenly, and Ma Tsai was frightened by the blood-red eyes of the young man who led the team and took half a step back.

"Only by hacking them all to death can we occupy a place in the south of the city!"

The young man who led the team replied a little frantically, ignoring that the knives in his hands were already a little curled, and swung the knife again.

"You cut NM!"

"Bang!" There was a sound of breaking wind, accompanied by a large wrench.

The wrench smashed on the bridge of the nose of the young man who led the team with great precision, and this wrench directly dented the nose bridge bone of the young man who led the team.

"Ahhh I stepped on a horse... I'll kill you! The young man who covered his face staggered under his feet, couldn't even stand steadily, and let out a few unwilling roars from his mouth.

"you!"

"Bang!" Xiaohu kicked sideways and kicked the neck of the young man who led the team. I saw that the young man who led the team flew out directly upside down for nearly half a meter, and the back of his head hit the ground, and it was directly a pool of blood!

It can also be seen from here that the gap between Xiaohu's psychological quality and the group of opponents who took actual combat money to fight Ma Zai.

From the moment when the young man who led the team hit the ground with his head, Xiaohu had already made a judgment in his heart: if this kid's first aid was not timely, his life would definitely not be saved.

But how do people do it? The little tiger shifted the target, and picked up the wrench again according to the previous Ma Tsai who comforted the young man who led the team.

In his opinion, those who can talk to the leader should have a more noble status. What's more, there was such a person who he was holding the big tiger just now.

"Bang!"

The little tiger like a big wolf dog is getting more and more excited in the crowd, and it seems to have inexhaustible strength on his body. Raised the wrench again and again, and slammed it down.

Ma Zai couldn't dodge, and looked at the big wrench and went straight to his head. He swallowed, gritted his teeth and lifted his right arm.

"Click!"

This move to abandon the car to protect the handsome did leave his head unharmed. But his last consciousness was the sound of a broken bone in his right arm, which clearly reached his ears. Immediately afterward, with severe pain, he fainted directly.

The pressure on the big tiger over there decreased sharply, and he hurriedly seized the opportunity to tremble and stand up from the ground, and picked up the sword that the young man who led the team before fell to the ground.

In this struggle with the steel pipe baseball bat as the main weapon, the Kan knife is already an absolute weapon.

"Bang bang!"

"Poof!" The big tiger spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the ground, and after cutting down two people in a row, the obvious momentum was different.

The big and small tigers were armed with a knife and a wrench, and the two fought back-to-back, which made this group of students who were not so experienced in brawls obviously a little clueless.

You don't say pounce, you seem to be an extras who receive a boxed lunch. You said you were going to pounce on it, but if you were coldly by these two madmen, it would be a bit unbearable.

Compared with the big and small tigers who rely on their tiger strength to face thousands of troops, Zhang Pengkanba is obviously more disciplined.

Zhang Peng has been a master and apprentice for many years, and there is no need to mention the tacit understanding between the shots. With their extraordinary physical fitness and explosive power beyond ordinary people's imagination, the two did play a little bit of Ip Man's style of hitting ten, and their movements were very smooth, basically falling down when they shot.

Ah Lang on the side picked up a long iron rod and responded to it on the side, even if it was the opponent that Zhang Peng Kanba missed, Ah Lang would quickly mend the knife one by one.

Don't brag about it, if it weren't for the fact that the number of opponents is too much, and there is a steady stream of fresh blood in the process of fighting, Zhang Peng Kanba's small shot and sideways play may not have the opportunity to win more and push the opposite side flat.