They just have to go around beaming and boasting about their feats in front of everyone.

As for these enemies on the other side, it doesn't matter, they don't pay attention to these people at all.

"It's unfair for you to be like this, you can't bully too many people and too little."

There was immediately dissatisfaction on the little boss's side, and he was the more agile one.

Relying on his own flexible skills, and no one targeted him like he did against that little boss.

So he's still one of the more glorious of those people, at least on the surface, he doesn't have the slightest scar on his body.

It was precisely because of this that he had the strength to start shouting.

Of course, he really thinks it's a little unfair, and now this scene is clearly that there are more people bullying less.

And the people on the other side are all good at fighting, but on their side are the remnants of the veteran soldiers who have just fought a vicious battle.

The most important thing is that there are several more people on the other side than them.

In such a situation, if they win, then there is really a big-headed ghost.

"This is Lao Tzu's territory, Lao Tzu loves a few people to beat you, a few people beat you, can you kid manage it!"

Xiao Huang Mao'er crossed her waist with her hands, pointed at this person's nose and scolded twice.

He was the sharpest of all the brothers, and he often had already thought about how to answer the next sentence before they had finished it.

Now it is even more obvious when it is used on the enemy, and this person is so angry that his face is a little blue.

just blindly pointed at Xiao Huang Mao, and couldn't even say a word of rebuttal.

He only felt that he was unlucky today, otherwise how could he meet such a shameless group of people.

He only hated that his parents were too careful when they gave birth to him, why didn't he leave something as important as his face in his fucking belly?

"That's it, can you manage it, we just like to bully more with less."

Immediately, a supporter of Little Yellow Hair stood up, with that look of hatred and hatred, people who don't know may think that he and Little Yellow Mao are good brothers when they see it.

But as long as the people in our own help know, let alone any good brothers, they are ordinary brothers, these two people are not counted.

The two of them, usually it's ten out of ten 'blood feuds'.

Every time I see each other, I feel that the nose is not the nose, and the eyes are not the eyes.

Now that two people can breathe in the same nostril, those of them who know the inside story only feel that their jaws are going to drop in surprise.

"I beg for mercy, I beg for mercy, don't fight, please don't fight."

Some people were so beaten that they couldn't stand it, and finally they couldn't help but start crying bitterly.

They weren't originally well-trained people, and they were just a rabble.

How can such a group of people have any backbone at all? At least they're completely spineless.

Don't say it's just crying and begging, now it's just for them to kneel down and hug other people's thighs and beg for mercy, and they will probably do it without hesitation.

I just hate that these people didn't give them this chance, and the fists like flowing water kept smashing down, and they even felt that it was a superfluous thing to breathe.

"It's just a few scumbags, it seems that the people behind this really look down on us."

Looking at this overwhelming victory below, I couldn't help but sigh with some sadness.

What should I do if my brother is too strong, ask for an answer online.

But the people behind this can't help but look down on me too much, why did they send so many people to deal with us?

They should be looking for some more talented people, right, so that my people can practice more.

In the current situation, I'm really sorry for my previous mobilization meeting.

"Boss, everyone has been tied up."

After about ten minutes, the person on the other side was beaten to the point that he had completely lost his sense of resistance.

Everyone was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and even our brothers didn't react when they dragged them.

My people felt that something was wrong, and thinking about my previous orders, they simply stopped fighting.

They found a rope and tied them all to death, and dragged them one by one, ready for me to interrogate them one by one.

"How's the brethren, are you all right?"

I didn't pay attention to the pile of 'dead dogs' sitting on the ground, but first looked at my brother.

Anyway, these people will definitely not be able to escape, so I have to continue to bother with these people.

If I have this time, I might as well care more about my brothers, and it can be regarded as a way to get them closer to me.

If something happens in the future, maybe I'll be able to come over to them and help.

"It's fine, it's just that the big guys will inevitably feel some regrets in their hearts."

This sentence was answered by Alin, Li Gang has not come back from the police station, so now Alin is in the position of the number one next to me.

Hearing my question, Alin seemed a little surprised,

But he didn't say a word at all, but answered my questions honestly, according to his usual humorous style.

"Regret what?"

I raised my eyebrows with interest, and I just felt like I didn't understand what he was saying.

Obviously, this battle has already been won, but what these brothers are regretting is really incomprehensible.

Could it be that these people made some kind of agreement in private when I didn't notice, and made up their minds to keep this little secret?

I don't think so, there's probably nothing they don't want me to know right now.

"The brothers are saying that these people are too unbeaten, and that they are not enough to stuff their teeth."

Arin coughed, then covered his mouth and smiled a somewhat inscrutablely.

For his group of wolf-like brothers, what can be regretted, it is nothing more than lamenting the 'weak chickens' of these people.

They only beat them a few times, and these people began to beg grandpa to sue grandma, and they had no backbone at all, which was simply contemptible.

Forget it, they still have to save these people's lives.

In order not to get into trouble, they could only find ways to get this fist to the maximum of its ability.

Ensure that these people are in pain to death, but they can't just 'die' in such pain.

They didn't think it was a painful thing to do on a regular basis, but then they suddenly realized that this was a fucking death.

A group of them are big men, and they have to deliberately hold their own strength, and they can't be heavy-handed, and they can't be light-handed, which makes people really helpless.

"There will be other opportunities in the future, so they don't have to be too anxious."

I pursed my lips and chuckled, which is understandable.

I can very well understand their feelings at this moment, because that's how I feel in my own heart.

But they don't have to be too sad, after all, won't there be other opportunities in the future?