In a small alley, Hon Hai watched Liu Zhu casually wipe the blood on his hands on the side of the wall.

"Fortunately, I'm here, if this is a different person, it doesn't necessarily matter, you are stepping in someone else's circle!" After shaking his hand, Liu Zhu lit a cigarette, squatted on the ground and smoked.

"Pillar, I'm afraid these people will tell me about it!" Hon Hai expressed his concerns to Liu Zhu in his head.

"It's okay, it's impossible for them to know the details of your family, I'll take care of all this for you, if you don't understand their words, you won't be able to study here in the future!" Liu Zhu said after exhaling a deep puff of smoke.

"Pillar, will it be dangerous?" Hon Hai asked a little frightened as he squatted beside Liu Zhu.

"Do you think I'm in danger or someone else?" Liu Zhu smiled and stretched out his hand, and asked with a small head of Hon Hai.

"If something happens to you, it's the end of the pillar!" Hon Hai looked at Liu Zhu and said seriously.

Liu Zhu looked at Hon Hai with a serious face, I don't know why it seems that his heart has not been warmed for a long time is warm at this moment, maybe in Liu Zhu's heart, he and Lin Zi have gradually drifted apart, but Hon Hai, an ignorant little brother, can still give himself a kind of comfort to his memories!

Liu Zhu silently finished smoking a cigarette and then left the small alley with his arms around Hon Hai's neck.

At the door of Huang Tenghao's billiard hall, the fat man who was cleaning was sweaty, packed up his things, and then said to the young man who took over the shift: "I'm leaving, Liangzi, I've got the faucet upstairs, don't twist it hard!" ”

"Oh, I know, I know, you can go quickly!"

"Okay!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he stretched out his clumsy hands to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and then turned around and walked out of the billiard hall, but before he could walk out of the street, many thugs wearing plaid shirts, long hair and jeans walked towards him with bright machetes in their hands.

The fat man covered his chest with his hands closed, leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, and didn't dare to come out, waiting for these people to walk by, until the fat man couldn't hear the footsteps in his ears anymore, and then slowly opened his little yellow bean-like eyes and looked in the direction of the billiard hall.

Those little thugs all stood quietly after staying at the door of the billiard hall, and in the billiard hall, wearing various bracelets on his wrists and neck, and rubbing walnuts in his hands, Baylor Ye smiled and walked out of the billiard hall with a big bald head and a few people.

"Lord Belle, be careful! Don't rush up with everything fresh, this is not Sijiu City! The strong man looked at Lord Belle with a smile and said.

"Hey, I know, I know! Walking, walking! After Lord Belle finished laughing, everyone walked towards the outside of the street, and the fat man stood curiously at this time and thought about it.

"It's really thiah, I'm just curious, I just want to see thia!" After the fat man muttered something in his mouth, he probed his head and glanced outside, and then tiptoed to follow!

More than ten minutes later, the strong man and Baylor came to the outside of the Cantonese restaurant.

Lord Belle squinted his eyes and looked towards the second floor, just in time to find a person on the second floor with his arm on the railing looking at him indifferently.

"Xiao Hao, ten swordsmen go up!" The strong man said to Huang Tenghao beside him.

"Chop him!" After Huang Tenghao shook off his long hair, he carried a thin machete wrapped in a white towel around his hand, and led people to flock into the small Guangdong restaurant!

On the second floor of the small restaurant, Liu Zhu, who had been watching Lord Belle, flicked the cigarette butt in his hand violently, then stood up and grabbed the back of Hon Hai's neck and picked it up directly.

"What's wrong with the pillar? Pillar? Hon Hai's eyes were blank, and he asked subconsciously.

"I won't let you out, you can't come out! Remember? Liu Zhu walked towards the farthest corner of the second floor with Hon Hai like a chick, and then threw Hon Hai in the corner and blocked it directly with a table and stool.

After Liu Zhu just finished the action in his hand, Huang Tenghao at the staircase had already taken the lead in rushing up, Liu Zhu slowly looked back at Huang Tenghao and smiled.

"Rotten boy! Hack him! Huang Tenghao's mouth was neither south nor north, and when the last note was not retracted, he stopped abruptly, because Huang Tenghao suddenly found that a huge black shadow in front of him smashed down on his face!

"Bang!" Huang Tenghao's head shook backwards, and then he knelt directly on the ground with weak legs.

"Crazy Boy, huh? Yes? Liu Zhu bit the back molars in his mouth and lifted the folding bench made of steel pipes again, and after a short period of accumulation, he slammed it down again on Huang Tenghao's head, which was already bleeding slowly!

"Bang!" The folding stool suddenly fell apart......

Huang Tenghao had a weird smile on his face, and then he fell headlong to the front!

Liu Zhu stared at the folding stool in his hand and threw it at his feet, and the ten so-called knife hands who were all stunned at the staircase only then realized that they were not here to watch the show, but to do business, so the ten people looked at Liu Zhu fiercely and rushed up fiercely!

"These southern barbarians are really natural!" After Liu Zhu saw that he had slammed the blow and did not cause any threat or shock to everyone's hearts at all, he reluctantly turned around and grabbed towards another folding bench!

Liu Zhu just grabbed a folding bench, his back was cold, but there was no familiar feeling of Liu Zhu, and then Liu Zhu violently carried the folding bench sideways a big windmill like a 360-degree rotation and forced away the people around him, but it was only a short contraction, and ten people hugged the machete in their hands again.

Liu Zhu didn't dare to attack rashly with a folding bench, because friends who have had this experience should know that if you are caught on a folding stool at this time, you really have no chance at all, just waiting to be chopped into dumplings!

So Liu Zhu has been carrying a folding stool in front of his head to parry, but after only a minute or two, Liu Zhu watched his shoulder being slashed with a knife, but there was no blood burst out in his imagination and impression, and there was no skin and flesh open, some were just clothes torn, a shallow opening!

When Liu Zhu saw this, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "You guys use that broken piece of iron to pretend to be your mother, the Yellow Turban Army, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom?" ”

After Liu Zhu finished shouting, he directly threw away the folding stool in his hand, reached out and grabbed an oncoming machete and slammed it into his arms, and then a fist as big as a sandbag slammed a straight fist into the person's face, and then there was a living corpse on the ground that was paralyzed and unconscious!

After Liu Zhu learned that the guy in the hands of the gang on the other side was not the same murder weapon in his hometown at all, Liu Zhu, who had obviously let go, began to fight back with decay, basically simple and practical movements, and definitely not dragged mud and water.