Ah Qiu, who is like the Monkey King, is wielding a big iron stick, if he is rubbed, then at least he will have to travel to the hospital for a half moon, which is definitely not cost-effective.

Since they came, they must all have plans to do it, after all, there is no free lunch in the world. But doing it is not the same as working hard, these old oilers who have been bouncing on the road for many years know better than anyone else.

Seeing this group of soft-footed shrimp who were hard enough to tremble, the seven or eight brothers under Wang Mao were also really angry. People can work without contribution, but they are carrying the bomb. Medicine. The bag has to be topped up!

Not to mention that Wang Mao is his eldest brother, what he says must be followed. Just Tiehua, the kid, played with everyone, and entertained everyone, so it was impossible for them to shrink back.

"It's on! Can a living person be suffocated by urine? ”

The one who recognized Wang Mao before, the horse boy in a fiery red down jacket rushed forward again and took the lead. Several other brothers, without hesitation, followed.

The fiery red down jacket raised his hand and chopped it towards Ah Qiu's head, and he was fighting hard to get an iron rod to force his shot. Ah Qiu's head was tilted, and the knife grazed his shoulder, directly pulling out a long line of blood.

Before Ah Qiu could react, several people behind him raised their knives again and targeted Ah Qiu.

Ah Qiu raised his hands with thick iron rods in his hands, trying to resist, but was shot by everyone one after another and cut down directly.

As soon as Ah Qiu, who was carrying a thick iron rod in front of him, fell, the other three people outside the supermarket collapsed in an instant, even if they were in good health. That's two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention the knife with bare hands.

The hard bones that helped the fist had been chopped down, and the state came in an instant.

With more against less, seeking to chase and fight this is a necessary skill for puppy baskets running on the road. These so-called big brothers have practiced this craft to the brunch.

More than a dozen people swung their knives at the three of them at the same time, and no matter how much Liu was a warrior, he was also stabbed several times one after another. Raise your legs and bend your knees, your feet pan, and quickly kick down a horse boy who is in the way in front of you.

Xiao Liu didn't have time to pick up the guy on the ground yet.

"Poof!"

was chopped on the back by the fiery red down jacket at the back, bleeding non-stop, and the blade was curled on the spot.

Xiao Liu staggered, and his center of gravity was unstable and fell forward.

The fiery red down jacket took a step forward and was just about to pick up the fine Liu and drag it back, because as a member of the Li family, he knew very well what the purpose of his coming over today was to do something. Dealing with cigarette dealers is inevitable, but there is no need to let the situation continue to deteriorate.

After receiving such a critical blow, he endured the severe pain, and pulled away the hand of the fiery red down jacket with a swing of his waist.

gritted his teeth and scolded: "you, don't even think about running today!" ”

"Still stepping on the horse with a hard mouth, chop him!"

The little brother gave an order, and Ma Tsai rushed forward and slashed at Xi Liu.

"Brother, we're fighting at the door!"

The little brother of a cigarette trafficking gang gasped for breath as Cao Jin, who was sitting in the cubicle on the second floor, and the office was also in the monitoring room.

Cao Jin is holding a mobile phone, playing puzzle casual games that were particularly popular before the end of the world, and he is very happy.

Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the surveillance screen at the door. I just saw Xi Liu being slashed by everyone, so he stood up and shouted angrily at the radio: "Everyone is at the door!" Whoever gets a thorn will be killed on the spot! ”

After finishing speaking, Cao Jin bent down and touched under a marching bed in the compartment, looked at the object in his hand, and muttered to himself: "Old man, we have to fight side by side again." ”

The "old man" is very well maintained, and it is jet black and shiny in the dim light.

Cao Jin hurriedly rushed downstairs with the "old man" in his hand.

With Cao Jin's roar, more than a dozen members of the cigarette selling gang who were busy in the small supermarket rushed to the door as soon as possible.

The most conspicuous of them is Shoko, who rushes to the forefront of the crowd.

Xiangzi casually held a watermelon knife placed on the shelf, like a big wolf dog rushing out of the door in three or two steps, one person and one knife at a clear target of the crowd in a continuous wave.

As one of the two leaders of the cigarette trafficking gang, he knew very well that he should have to work harder and take more risks than others to be worthy of getting the money in his hand.

"Puff puff!"

Xiangzi's arm was raised, and the watermelon knife fell instantly, and every shot accurately hit a partner. Even before the later generations could catch up, he had already cut out a one-person-wide vacant seat beside Xi Liu.

The fiery red down jacket couldn't dodge, and he was also slashed on his arm, and the blood flowed in a line and he still gritted his teeth. He shouted in a low voice: "Lao Tzu is not leaving today, and he must take people away!" Then Kaishan, who was carrying a curly blade, smashed it into Shoko's head.

Although Shoko has succeeded in the crowd one after another, he is only more proficient in street melee than others, and he is more courageous, not the invincible urban god of war.

Shoko was stumbled by the sudden blow of the fiery red down jacket and almost fell to the ground. The fiery red down jacket hit the hand, and he leaned forward and raised his arms high, intending to strike again.

At this moment, a person at the door was in good shape, like a track and field athlete, striding forward, and when he approached the front of the fiery red down jacket, he jumped high and kicked in mid-air, and the center of gravity of the fiery red down jacket was unstable and leaned back.

This man held a huge red fire axe in his hand, and slashed directly at the little head of the fiery red down jacket.

"you, dare to jump here and die for Lao Tzu!"

If this axe is solid, not to mention the fiery red down jacket, the family is destined to be banging and beating tomorrow morning, and relatives and friends will gather together.

The fiery red down jacket was frightened by this sudden axe, and the whole person fell backwards, a fart. The strand sat on the ground.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the fire axe didn't pick up the fiery red down jacket, but it smashed the billboard behind him. The fiery red down jacket spat on, the Adam's apple rolled, and his heart palpitated.

Three seconds later.

The rest of the people in the cigarette trafficking gang have already rushed to the front line of the battle.

Obviously, the number of people on the two sides is reasonable, and it stands to reason that Wang Mao's side still has a big advantage, but it has the illusion that the cigarette trafficking gang is beating around Wang Mao's side.

In his hand, the big iron stick, kitchen knife, and watermelon knife smashed down like raindrops.

No matter how clever the boxers with this group of righteous boxers were, they couldn't escape such a beating, and in less than ten seconds, they were smashed down seven or eight.

Wang Mao, who had been sitting on the crown and did not get out of the car, was surging with blood. The reason why he didn't get out of the car before was because he thought that he had gotten rid of the identity of a clay leg who had been using knives and guns for many years, and it didn't take much effort to catch a knife hand.

So he always sat in the car and watched the situation change. If at first the boxer was afraid of the fight, he frowned. Then Xiangzi took the lead in rushing out of the supermarket alone and killing all sides, and his brows were twisted into twists.

When the large army of the opposing group arrived, and the scene was turned upside down by fighting more and less, then his face was completely darkened.

"It's all rubbish!"

After scolding angrily, Wang Mao walked out of the car with a single-tube troll placed in the passenger seat.

Yes, the pampered Li family's housekeeper, who has been praised as the elite of the city for many years, seems to have returned to the years when he fought bloodily with a knife with other mud legs at this moment.

The biggest difference between the so-called big brother and the pony boy who receives the lunch box is that the pony boy does not have the right to choose when something happens, and the knife holder has to be on the neck. But the big brothers are different, they will weigh the pros and cons as soon as possible to see if it's worth it.

If you make up your mind, you won't hesitate like Pony Boy, and you won't have the momentum to hold a gun and pretend to be a gun, and you don't have the courage to directly hold the fire.

Coincidentally, Wang Mao is such a former big brother in the rivers and lakes, he is destined to rock and roll when he gets out of the car with a gun.