Ah Kun suddenly came to his senses, trembling and getting up, the pain in his body seemed to disappear in an instant, and he scolded angrily: "It's him, paralyzed, damn the egg, you hurry up and clean him up! Remember, the girl he is holding in his arms must be intact, don't touch it!"

This group of guys from the Aoba Gang, without saying a word, all of them copied the guys' things, long knives and short sticks, machetes, folding knives or something, and rushed towards Chen Xuan fiercely.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Chen Xuan watched and listened to all directions, quickly reacted, and kicked out with sweeping legs, at this moment, in his opinion, every move of these bastards seemed to be a slow-motion replay, and his reaction ability was not in the same realm at all.

The bastard who came from the front of him, holding a machete tightly, ran at a speed that was almost at the level of an amateur sprinter, but unfortunately, in Chen Xuan's opinion, this guy was like a snail.

Another bastard who rushed over from the left, although the steel pipe in his hand was waving like a tiger, it was scary to look at, but unfortunately, judging from Chen Xuan's conscious reaction, this guy's every move was as slow as a turtle.

......

After a kicking sound, a large piece of ground had fallen in front of him.

All kinds of incredible shocks hung on their faces.

Chen Xuan scoffed: "What a trash, you guys, are you here to be funny?"

"That's crazy! Lao Tzu...... Lao Tzu can't kill you!" A big bastard led by him struggled to stand up, his eyes were full of hideous horror, and the sharp knife in his hand stabbed straight into Chen Xuan's throat!

It's the rhythm of killing.

Chen Xuan's eyebrows moved slightly, this time he was really angry, he raised a kick, Taishan's overwhelming momentum, swooped down, and directly kicked the big bastard's arm hard!

Card rub!

Bang Dang!

Suddenly, there was a sound of bones breaking.

There was also the sound of a steel knife falling to the ground.

"Ahh

"Hey, Brother Wan, there's something here, let's take care of it. At this moment, Chen Xuan didn't bother to look at this big bastard, only to see him hugging Lin Xianji, who had fallen asleep with one hand, and taking out his mobile phone with the other, and making a phone call.

"It's really a pretend! Dare to call, fuck, this Nima can't bear it!" A bastard with various dragon and tiger tattoos on his arm picked up the steel knife that the big bastard had dropped on the ground from the ground, and stabbed Chen Xuan frantically with red eyes!

Chen Xuan didn't even look at it, just like he had eyes on the back of his head, and when he kicked it out, there seemed to be a remnant of his kicking in the air.

Boom!

"Whew!"

The red-eyed bastard was kicked by Chen Xuan in the vital part under him, covering his crotch and wailing in pain, dying in pain.

This time, his eyes were even redder, bloodshot, and the pain was so intense that it seemed like it was going to kill him at any moment!

"Address location, I sent it, hurry up!" Chen Xuan continued to call.

"What sound?" asked on the other end of the phone, apparently hearing the sound of fighting and screaming on Chen Xuan's side from the phone.

Chen Xuan said indifferently: "Oh, I slapped a few flies with my hand." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone and put it in his pocket.

"You...... Are you pretending to be forced to come out of college? How can you pretend! My brothers from the Yanshan branch of the Aoba Gang will not let you go today, at least remove your two arms! Wipe you paralyzed!"

A young bastard roared wildly.

"Dirty mouth!" Chen Xuan sneered, and suddenly saw some messy things at his feet, among which there were several broken beer glass slags, which were aimed at one of the glass shards about the size of a coin, and kicked them out at random.

The shards of glass were like bullets flying out of the chamber of the gun, cutting through the air and the corners of the young bastard's mouth.

Whew!

A bloody mouth, left at the corner of his mouth, gurgling blood, flowing non-stop!

"Ahh

The little young bastard covered his mouth, his hands were covered with blood, and he trembled and screamed in pain.

This kick was seen by this group of bastards.

Everyone was scared!

Even these guys, who are omnipotent and very open-minded in the neighborhood on weekdays, are terrified at the moment, and they all realize-

This is a master in the kung fu circle!

"Chen Xuan? Yes, it's him! It's him! Do you remember Brother Black Wolf? A few of them, the Black Wolf seemed to have hung up a few days ago, and someone in the gang said about it, and it was said that it was because of a conflict with this kid!" Suddenly, someone recognized Chen Xuan, his eyes were full of horror, and he shouted tremblingly.

"Is it him?"

"You can't be mistaken, right?"

"If it's him, then what are we waiting for?"

All of a sudden, the crowd was excited, some were panicked, and some were excited.

Because within the Aoba Gang, it has already spread, and the boss has spoken, as long as Chen Xuan can be captured alive, there will be a heavy reward.

But now, there is a big problem in front of them -

How to capture Chen Xuan alive?

There were more than a dozen of them, and together they were not Chen Xuan's opponents at all.

Soon, the big bastard at the head began to call people.

The Aoba Gang's manpower in the Yanshan area was not only more than a dozen people present, but also dozens of people who did not come.

The big bastard felt that he was underestimating the enemy, and he knew that he would pour out of the nest and bring all the brothers over, preferably with the "real guys".

In a social group like the Aoba Gang, although the number of guns of the real guys is not large, the leaders of each subdivision under the club are assigned real guys.

At this moment, this big bastard is very annoyed, because the real guy is placed in the car outside, hidden very hidden, unless it is an extremely special situation, it will be taken out to scare people, under normal circumstances, who dares to take out the real guy in full view of the public in broad daylight?

"Go, get something!" he whispered to a bastard beside him.

The little bastard understood, and quickly slipped to the door quietly.

Soon, though, he returned.

"So fast?" the bastard frowned, surprised.

He thought to himself, this Nima, it shouldn't have been a minute since he went out, and he is coming back? Could it be that he teleported out and came back with something in the car?

"No, brother, someone is coming. The little bastard was sweating and said nervously.

The big bastard's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed: "Our brothers are here? so fast?"

"No......" As soon as the little bastard said it, he saw the big bastard rushing to the door excitedly.

Outside, a middle-aged man strode over, only to see him wearing a suit, straight and chic, with a Chinese face, his hair meticulously combed, shiny and shiny, and his figure slightly fat, followed by a group of uniformed policemen.

"You ......" The big bastard was so frightened that he couldn't figure it out, thinking secretly why did this Nima bring in the police?

He looked outside and looked and looked, but he didn't see anyone of his own.