Looking at the long dagger glittering with cold light in Dadong's hand, Huang Dajun's face changed slightly, but after thinking about it, even if this person could really fight five with one as Shanzi said, Lao Tzu didn't believe that he could fight with one against twenty-five!

"Give it all to me!" Huang Dajun shouted, a hideous expression on his face.

In his eyes, Dadong will be paralyzed even if he doesn't die today.

Huang Dajun's subordinates immediately rushed over with the weapons in their hands when they received the order, and Huang Mao took the lead, and twenty-five people instantly formed an encirclement of Dadong.

The people watching the excitement were also frightened by this scene, and they were surrounded by enemies alone, and everyone couldn't help but secretly pinch a cold sweat for Dadong.

Some people began to be annoyed that they had forgotten to call the police just now because they were just watching the excitement, and I am afraid it will be too late to call.

Although I believe that Dadong is sure, in the face of such a scene, Zhu Pengfei's forehead still oozes dense beads of sweat, and although Song Hui still seems to be sitting calmly, it can be seen from his straight and stiff back that he is not so confident.

Only Dadong, deeply surrounded, but his expression was still calm and calm, these people in front of him were not worth mentioning the scenes he had experienced.

I saw that he firmly held the dagger in the center of his right fist downward, squatted down into a horse step, pressed down, shifted his center of gravity downward, and his eyes quickly scanned the range of his eyes, while his two ears were vigilantly watching the movement behind him.

The twenty-five thugs were all staring at Dadong, but none of them dared to take the lead in rushing up, all waiting for others to be the pioneers, and they were too good to pick up the leaks.

Huang Mao was standing in front of Dadong and was eager to try, waving the steel pipe in his hand in an attempt to suppress Dadong in momentum, but he didn't expect Dadong to hook his hand with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and Huang Mao suddenly had a feeling of being insulted.

"Grass!"

Huang Mao roared angrily and rushed up, but before he finished shouting, he felt a cold swish in many places on his body, a black shadow flashed, and then his body was warm again, Huang Mao held the steel pipe and froze in place, looking down at his body.

The clothes have been torn, and the upper body has been cut multiple times, and it is bleeding out at the moment, and then looking at Dadong, he has returned to his original defensive posture, the only difference is that the tip of the dagger held in his right hand has a touch of blood.

Just raised his eyes and was stunned, and after a few seconds of effort, Huang Mao turned into a person covered in blood.

I don't know if it was Huang Mao's inner panic or excessive blood loss, he felt the world spinning for a while, and wanted to use the steel pipe in his hand to support his body, but after struggling a few times, he still collapsed to the ground.

The other gangsters were dumbfounded, is this an opponent, this is simply the Grim Reaper!

"Are they all dead?" Huang Dajun saw that his subordinates actually watched his fierce general Huang Mao being to the ground alone, and suddenly felt that he had raised a group of pigs.

Twenty-five people besieged one person, but only Huang Mao dared to rush forward as a pioneer, what a shame for Lao Tzu!

Huang Dajun snatched the steel pipe from the hand of a thug in the back row and smashed it to the ground, panting like an angry bull and shouting: "It's all for Lao Tzu to go on!" ”

The rest of the people came back to their senses and rushed up with the steel pipes in their hands.

They thought that in the face of such a terrible opponent, everyone going together was the only way out for them.

It's just that they don't know that after seeing Dadong's skills, they still underestimate Dadong's strength.

How fast Dadong is, no one can see clearly.

Even Song Hui, who was outside the bureau, didn't see it clearly, in his eyes, Dadong was like a ghost shuttling among a group of villains, like Jin Yong's Duan Yu's stunt, Ling Bo walked slightly, couldn't see the figure clearly, and only occasionally heard the sound of a dagger hitting a steel pipe.

In a blink of an eye, Dadong unexpectedly appeared outside the encirclement, calmly took out a pack of tissue paper from his pocket, and carefully wiped the dagger in his hand.

Look at the bastards who were still menacing just now, staggering one by one, slumping to the ground one after another, everyone's upper body was exactly the same as what happened to Huang Mao before, with bright red blood left in tatters, they forgot to wail, as if they had not recovered from the thrilling scene just now.

Twenty-five people, in the end, only one person can still stand, that is Huang Dajun, Dadong showed mercy to his subordinates, after all, Huang Dajun is more or less a character, he has to let the boss Song Hui call the shots.

Although Huang Dajun could still stand, he was already trembling with fright, and he could only barely rely on the steel pipe in his hand to support the ground to maintain his last trace of face as the boss.

At this time, the crowd of onlookers not far away suddenly burst into cheers.

"Damn, that's amazing!"

"It's awesome!"

"It's even better than the movie! Sure enough, the scripts are all from life! ”

"Does this person have a special function? It's horrible! ”

"The most terrifying thing is not him, but the young man who is still sitting firmly in the chair!"

"Yes, yes, the real awesome thing is the one who doesn't need to do it!"

Song Hui heard the discussion of the crowd, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: You see that Lao Tzu is as calm as a chicken, in fact, Lao Tzu is also a little panicked now!

He didn't expect Dadong to be able to make the scene so terrifying by himself, of course, the most terrifying thing was not that Dadong alone overthrew twenty-five people, but that everyone didn't see how he made a move.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken, but Dadong is almost in a state of supernatural power!

"If you don't want them dead, call an ambulance, they still have an hour!" Dadong finished wiping the dagger, turned his gaze to the trembling Huang Dajun and said.

Huang Dajun wanted to take out his mobile phone, but his hands were shaking, so he had to force his throat and yell at Shanzi, who was hiding in a messy auto repair shop: "Don't call an ambulance yet!" ”

Shanzi and his group of people suddenly woke up from a nightmare with an expression on their faces, and they realized how merciful Dadong's subordinates had been before.

With a pale face, Shanzi picked up his mobile phone and called 120 for first aid, and almost couldn't remember where he was when he reported the address.

The wounds on the bodies of these people who collapsed on the ground were neither deep nor shallow, and Dadong had them in his heart, and both the location and strength of the cuts were strictly controlled.

These wounds are enough to bring down the enemy and make them incapacitated by the vertigo caused by the pain and blood loss, but as long as they are treated promptly, there is no danger to their lives.

"Boss, the task has been completed, what do you think should be done?" Dadong walked up to Song Hui and bent down and asked.

Song Hui knew that Dadong was asking Huang Dajun.

Dadong's respectful attitude instantly pushed Song Hui into the focus of everyone's attention.

Song Hui stood up and walked in front of Huang Dajun with Zhu Pengfei's follow, he glanced at the thugs who were slumped on the ground and groaning in pain, it seemed that they had only suffered a lot of flesh wounds, and they were not fatal.

Song Hui suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Dadong is just a master of combat power, if he really wants to die, he and the knight bar have to come forward to be responsible, after all, modern society is not the martial arts of the past, and the rivers and lakes are not the original rivers and lakes.

Although people are fine, but after this war, I am afraid that in Jianghai City, he Song Hui can only abandon a heart that wants to keep a low profile.

Song Hui suddenly felt a little complicated, and he only felt that the burden on his body seemed to be heavy.

However, his footsteps did not hesitate at all, and walked straight towards Huang Dajun.

Huang Dajun looked at Song Hui's eyes and no longer dared to have the slightest contempt, but a cold sweat broke out on his back, who is this Song Hui? Such a terrifying master was actually used by him? I'm afraid that Jiang Long, the Lei Lian Gang above him, is not his opponent.

"Boss Song, I, Huang Dajun, admit defeat!" Huang Dajun's attitude suddenly changed, and he lowered his head and said in acknowledgment.

In Jianghai City, Huang Dajun is not only a bastard, but also half a businessman, he has always been shrewd and has soft knees, and he knows how to turn around in time.

"Boss Huang, I, Song Hui, am not a person who can bully and dominate the market everywhere with my subordinates, everything happened today for a reason, and all the consequences are caused by your subordinates! Dadong, bring Shanzi over! Song Hui said.

"Yes! Boss! Dadong received the order, strode to the store, and carried Shanzi out like a chicken.

"Shanzi, what the hell is going on?" Huang Dajun looked at Shanzi suspiciously and asked.

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