“MD！ You ...... "Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated, although Li Zhenyu is indeed a bit of a nest, but the clay man still has a temper, not to mention that he Li Zhenyu is also the master of the hall no matter how he says, and there are more than 20 gangs under him.

However, now, being humiliated in public by a few gangsters, how can the anger in his heart be dissipated.

In this regard, Luo Zhehang saw it in his eyes, and set out to stop Li Zhenyu, who wanted to step forward desperately, and then said with a smile: "Big brother, how can these little children want you to do it yourself, you can just watch from the side, and I will deal with them alone." ”

What arrogant and domineering words, as soon as Luo Zhehang's voice fell, Li Liu Zhao made the gangsters who surrounded him laugh "haha".

"You people in the Tiger and Leopard Hall really dare to say big things, one fights five, what are you doing with them?"

", stinky boy, don't be arrogant, I'll ...... you later"

"Isn't your nonsense a little too much!" The figure is like a ghost, the yellow-haired boy was just about to intimidate, who would have thought that his neck was suddenly tightened, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that he was already being held in the hands of the lazy man.

He tried to push away with his backhand, but found that his body was unable to move, and he was stunned, and couldn't help but be shocked and frightened.

"As I just said, one fights 5, so I suggest that you better go together, otherwise it's really not enough to watch!"

After that, Luo Zhehang didn't look at the yellow-haired boy who was grinning at him and struggling desperately, as if he was not holding a human being, but an insignificant ant.

"Get out!" With a casual throw, the yellow-haired boy fell to the ground, and the momentum of the fall made him look at gold stars.

In such a crowd, being held by a man with one hand, this kind of shame and humiliation really made the yellow-haired boy lose his face, and he was angry for a while, completely forgetting the lesson of the right talent, straightened his waist, and scolded again without knowing whether he was alive or dead: "MLGBD, stinky boy, Lao Tzu doesn't break your dog's leg today, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it......"

"Smack!" Luo Zhehang stepped on Huang Mao's face, and said lightly with a smile on his face: "Arrogance also requires capital, otherwise you are looking for death!" ”

Without warning, at the same time as the words fell, Luo Zhehang's body changed suddenly, and the right foot that was originally on Huang Mao's face was withdrawn, and then he kicked it out violently, and then Huang Mao was like a golden ball that won the World Cup final, at a speed of 120 miles per hour, volleyed to the front desk not far away.

A moment of effort.

"Bang! Syllable! Click! The "ball" went in.

There was silence all over the place, Li Zhenyu's jaw was about to fall to the ground, and his heart was like 10,000 "grass mud Liu" rushing wildly.

Niu B, too TM Niu B, Li Zhenyu finally saw Luo Zhehang's peerless feet in Yaohua Detention Center that day.

"Bastard! Don't deceive people too much! ”

Seeing that the brothers were abused one after another, the rest of the gangsters finally realized that unity has strength.

They are not going to fight one by one, but according to Luo Zhehang's intentions, they are attacking in groups, intending to overthrow Luo Zhehang by virtue of their numerical superiority.

"Humph! That's right! Isn't that interesting? ”

Dare to love this thing is to play with us, a short man with a scar angrily picked up a bamboo stool, and took advantage of the gap when Luo Zhehang was fighting with the brother in front of him, and smashed the stool over.

Seeing this, Li Zhenyu hurriedly shouted and reminded: "Luo, oh, Brother Che, watch out for you." ”

The moment the short scar man lifted the wind, Luo Zhehang discovered his intentions by Seeing Liulu.

At that moment, he raised his axe to block the gangster hammer in front of him, and then he didn't squint, and without looking back, he took out an axe with his backhand, and steadily slashed on the bamboo bench smashed by the short scar man.

The sitting surface of the bamboo bench with a thickness of 10 cm immediately fell apart like a rotten watermelon, and you can imagine the strength of Luo Zhehang's blow.

After succeeding, Luo Zhehang did not stop, he pulled the axe handle with all his strength, and then slammed the axe and stool on the front row of gangsters who had just blocked the hammer by him.

At the right time, the thugs followed the falling leaves and collapsed to the ground.

Luo Zhehang did not relent, took advantage of the situation to pursue, like a tiger that broke into a flock of sheep, followed by a kick to kick away the short scar man behind him, and the terrifying force directly kicked the latter into the air, and when he fell, he impartially knocked down the last two gangsters who intended to press.

The whole movement is as violent as thunder and lightning, and the whole process is as smooth as flowing water.

The axe-wielding posture was extremely chic and full of energy, and Li Zhenyu on the side was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, as if he was in a martial arts action movie.

In an instant, the entire hot pot hall was silent, only the half-dead gangsters who fell to the ground and wailed.

Luo Zhehang proudly benefited from the center of the field, like the eye of a typhoon, and the fierce waves were rippling outward around his body.

Luo Zhehang swept over the gangsters who fell to the ground, and finally set his eyes on the two "unlucky guys" who were smashed, lit a cigarette, and walked over.

Seeing him coming, the two thugs instinctively wanted to retreat and escape, but Li Zhenyu, who had been on guard for a long time, held a giant axe in his hand and put the handle on the neck of one of them, and then roared in a vented anger:

"You MD, who just said that Lao Tzu is here!"

The gangster who was necked by the axe now wanted to cry, and immediately smiled bitterly and wailed: "Big, big brother, no, it's not me who said it, it's the guy over there." ”

Trembling Weiwei pointed to the yellow-haired boy buried in the front desk, and he didn't know if he was dead or alive. The gangsters only begged the two masters in front of them to let them go.

Suddenly, there was a low scolding from the top of the floor, and then a burly man paced down the stairs.

"What's the noise again, I don't know if the boss is on it...... I'm C! What's going on with this Nima...... Who are you two? ”

"Well, I'm the Red Stick Truck Cadre of Haw Par Hall, and this is our boss......"

"Li Zhenyu!!" Without waiting for Luo Zhehang's introduction, the burly man interjected.

"Ah, it turns out that my brother knows our Boss Lu, then things are much easier, come on, brother, smoke a cigarette first." As he spoke, Luo Zhehang took out a flying fish cigarette from his pocket, took out one and handed it over.

Who would have thought that the burly man would not look at it, and he would open Luo Zhehang's arm with a flick of his hand.

Seeing this, Li Zhenyu raised his fist and was about to stand up for Luo Zhehang, but the burly man was not afraid to laugh at all: "Yo, what's the matter, the boss is going to do it himself?" Fuck you, you don't spill pee, just your small body, you don't deserve to lift shoes for Lao Tzu, and you're embarrassed to be a bullshit hall master. ”

Undoubtedly, the burly man's words were a great insult to Li Zhenyu, who wanted to fight hard with hatred, but his forward figure was stopped by Luo Zhehang and couldn't move.

"The car is dry! You let me go, let me kill this! ”

"MD, who are you scolding!"

"Lao Tzu scolded you! What's wrong, I'm not convinced! If you don't accept it, I'll kill you."

(End of chapter)