After some coercion and inducement, the workers weighed the pros and cons. Turning his head and looking at the three people on the side. One is gone, and the other two are scarred. It looks like it's going to be easy to deal with.

The workers were ruthless and picked up the wooden sticks on the ground and the wrenches used to transport the goods. Move closer to them.

"We just want to make more money, we don't want to go to jail. So please don't blame us when you die. One of the workers with a wrench said to them.

Lin Qiuzheng hurriedly got up and put on the rack to prepare to respond: "You guys are going to kill people now!" Did you know it? ”

The man in the white shirt stepped up to them from behind the workers and said with a sly smile, "We just want to make money, we don't plan to kill anyone." But who made you run into something you shouldn't see? It's no wonder we're ruthless. ”

The workers swung their weapons closer and closer. Lin Qiuzheng looked at these workers who were gradually surrounding him, and they were really like a great enemy. Yu Guang glanced at Wu Binghai, who fell to the ground behind him, considering that he couldn't fight here. Be sure to break out or divert a group of people out.

Finally, he branded a sentence: "Knight! Find a way to take care of Lao Wu. Take him away if you have the chance! As soon as the words fell, he turned from defense to offense, and rushed into the crowd.

Lin Qiuzheng did not fight in the crowd, but tried every means to lure people to the other side to make room for the injured Wu Binghai.

But his intentions had long been seen through by the man in the white shirt. Shout at the workers who were drawn away, and don't forget the two men on the other side.

The workers with weapons in hand, alerted by the white shirts, split into two groups. One group is responsible for Lin Qiuzheng, and the other group is responsible for Wu Binghai and Liu Zimo.

Seeing that the workers who had just been attracted were gradually evacuating from themselves and running to Wu Binghai's side. Lin Qiuzheng felt powerless and couldn't help them, seeing this situation, he was really anxious. The wooden stick swinging at high speed rubs strongly against the air and makes a "whew~~" sound! A smack landed on Lin Qiuzheng's back. It seemed to remind him not to be distracted, or he would die.

Lin Qiuzheng, who was hit in the back by this stuffy stick, only felt that his eyes were a little trance-like. But the pain is no longer so clear. The worker who picked up the wooden stick thought that he could kill it with one move, but seeing that Lin Qiuzheng didn't even snort, he was stunned on the side.

I don't know why, Lin Qiuzheng is now like he has been injected with painkillers, he can't feel any pain, and his spirit is becoming more and more excited.

Wu Binghai and Liu Zimo's workers have also stepped forward with sticks. According to Liu Zimo's usual skills, he can definitely dodge, but at this time, there is an injured Wu Binghai. He didn't want to leave alone. He could only let go of his hands that were pressing on Wu Binghai's wound and got up to meet the attack.

During the struggle, Liu Zimo's focus was always on Wu Binghai, who had fallen to the ground injured. Whenever the stick was about to fall on Wu Binghai, he always stepped forward and used his body to help him block the stick. After a few back and forth, Liu Zimo had already been blurred by the swinging stick. The corners of his eyes were swollen and congested, bulging like a rice ball, blocking half of his vision.

The whole face was swollen as if it had been soaked in red paint, and it was a full circle of size. Hot blood poured out of his head, dripping down and soaking his body. At this time, Liu Zimo stood in front of everyone as if he was wearing a blood-red dress, not taking half a step back.

The workers were frightened by Liu Zimo's appearance, where had they ever seen such a desperate guy. They all stood in place and did not dare to step forward again.

Wu Binghai, who was lying on the ground, covered the bleeding wound and shouted at Liu Zimo in front of him. "Knight! Let's go! Don't be pushy. ”

Liu Zimo had a resolute expression and a stubborn face. Stretched out his hands in front of the worker, and replied loudly: "My master said that you owe us a meal!" I'm gone, and I won't be able to eat dinner! ”

Wu Binghai smiled bitterly when he heard this, and shook his head: "Damn! Is it so important to eat? Don't even want your life? ”

"Yes! Because I'm so hungry! I can eat a cow now! ”

Lin Qiuzheng on the other end dodged left and right as before, during which he successfully caught several mistakes of the workers. With a knife in hand, he put a few people on the ground. I thought that the workers would not get up again after being knocked down by themselves. But who would have thought that the physical fitness of these workers was significantly better than that of those thieves, and that they did not faint after falling to the ground, but got up again.

Seeing this, Lin Qiuzheng's expression in the dodge became a little helpless. It's clear that the hand is already very heavy, but you can still get up. I can't help but sigh that this worker brother is really resisting. Seeing Liu Zimo who was still gritting his teeth on the other side, Lin Qiuzheng was really anxious, his heart seemed to be stuffed with a mess, and he kept saying, "What should I do?" What to do? ”

The workers surrounding Wu Binghai and Liu Zimo saw that there was no way to go on with a stalemate, so they simply let go and picked up the stick. Soon, Liu Zimo, who was protecting Wu Binghai, was beaten and his body swayed from side to side, and he felt no pain. He gritted his teeth and glanced at the worker in front of him, and let out a low roar: "Who wants to walk in front of me!! ”

"I'll fuck you!" A worker who did not believe in evil picked up the stick in his hand and slashed directly at Liu Zimo's head.

"Boom!" The stick is directly split. Liu Zimo's eyes flickered, but he still stood in place and did not back down half a step, but his consciousness gradually began to blur, looking at the worker, he bared his teeth and smiled: "Come again!" His spirit became very excited like Lin Qiuzheng, but his body seemed to be almost unable to bear it, standing in place and staggering.

But the hero couldn't stand the crowd, and Liu Zimo was still beaten back by the sticks that kept waving. In the end, he simply chose to turn his back and lie on Wu Binghai's body to carry the stick with his back. Seeing this, the workers did not hesitate to stingy with the sticks and wrenches in their hands, and smashed him on the back frantically.

There has always been only oneself to save others, how can it be the turn of others to save oneself. Wu Binghai pushed Liu Zimo, who was almost unconscious, away. I couldn't care about the wound anymore, and jumped up from the ground violently. But the complexion on his face was extremely poor, and his lips turned white and purple. The workers were a little scared at first, but when they saw Wu Binghai's complexion, his face was already sallow. It's just more breath than a dead man.

A few of the workers thought they were all right, so they approached quickly with sticks in both hands, intending to solve the problem quickly.

What Wu Binghai hoped for most was close combat, but he didn't expect someone to come uninvited. He was not polite, raised his hand to block the swinging stick, and the other hand went up. Like catching a chicken, he grabbed the worker's neckline. There was a punch in the worker's face, and several teeth mixed in flesh flew out of his mouth. And the man fell to the ground like a rotten piece of flesh without bones.