“Oh！ Shit！ No，No，No！ A violent mad man's voice rang out, "Grass! ”

"Damn! I'm going to get to not this, not this red, but that, that red! A little more red than blood! ”

"You're dead, have you ever seen Quentin's movie? CULT cult B-grade film, don't you understand the aesthetics of violence! The color of the blood rushing out of the movie is what I want! ”

"That's right, You can only sell meat in the room, where can you read the movie, it stinks. Prostitute. Child!! ”

In a white old villa near the black ghetto, in H.C City, California, a violent teenager is yelling at a woman who is not a few years older than him. This young man is the fifth eldest of the Zhang brothers, Zhang Wuchang, he has tattoos on his face and arms, his ears, nose and eyebrows are pierced, and he is hung with tinkling iron rings, he is only seventeen years old, rebellious and rude.

Zhang Wuchang stood on the top of the wooden staircase, looking down at the woman in revealing clothes and carrying a paint bucket, scolding madly and viciously.

Suddenly, the four steel structures "banged" through the roof, "Boom! Four steel wires were shot out of the icy steel structure, connecting each other to form a square.

A well-dressed man with a baseball cap hung above the villa, and with a "snap", he pressed the remote control in his hand.

The large crane parked on the road in the backyard of the villa began to start the motor, and the thumb-thick steel cable was quickly and forcefully retracted to the winch.

Click! Click! Touch! Touch!!

The wooden beams on the roof of the villa were broken by four steel wires.

Boom!!!

The entire roof of the villa was strangled, and it fell under the base of the wall on the west side.

In the air, countless crumbling wood chips and burning pieces of wood flew all over the sky.

A gust of wind blew, and the stunned Zhang Wuchang and the woman involuntarily closed their eyes.

The men and women who were doing things in the small room looked at the clear blue sky in amazement, completely blinded.

Zhuang Pi pulled the baseball cap on his head, waved his hand to cut the nylon rope tied to his waist, and with a whoosh, jumped down from mid-air, flew up and kicked Zhang Wuchang down the stairs. Zhang Wuchang screamed in pain and fell down the stairs, hitting his head on the table at the top of the stairs, and his face was bloody.

His feet were firmly on the handrail of the stairs, and with a bang, Zhuang Pi slid down the stairs, landed in front of Zhang Wuchang, flew up and kicked him in the air, grabbed his shoulders, and with a click, twisted his collarbone.

"It's only been a few years since I came to the United States, and I can fucking get tattoos, and I still wear holes and rings, hum!" Zhuang Pi scolded, quickly grabbed the iron ring, and ripped it off Zhang Wuchang's body.

"Zhang Wuchang?!"

Zhang Wuchang's face turned pale, his mouth trembled, and he said, "It's me, this big brother, you are looking for me~!" Yes!! ”

With a heart-rending scream, Zhang Wuchang covered his broken arm and almost fainted.

At this time, two big white men who were watching the scene here touched the dust on their faces, raised their pistols and were about to shoot Zhuang Pi.

Sou! Sou!

Two short knives burst out of the air and stabbed them in the necks with precision.

"Call your big brother and ask him to come to you!" Zhuang Pi pulled the phone on the table and handed it to Zhang Wuchang.

Zhang Wuchang grabbed the phone with his blood-covered hand, finished the phone tremblingly, put it to the bleeding ear, and said miserably: "Big brother, come and save me, someone wants to kill me!" ”

Zhuang Pi snatched the microphone and pressed the phone. He didn't care about Zhang Wuchang anymore, but walked up to the woman carrying the paint bucket and said, "The money you earned from selling yourself was not sent to your home, and they all swallowed it privately, and there was no penny." Your mother has long since died of illness, and your brother has been caught stealing from the streets and being taken to a juvenile detention center. ”

Zhuang Pi took the phablet, called up two windows, and put them in front of the woman.

I saw that the woman was crying like rain, crying loudly, crying a few times, and suddenly her steel eyes widened angrily, rushed to Zhang Wuchang, slammed the paint bucket on him, grabbed a piece of wood, shouted and screamed, and rammed Zhang Wuchang again and again.

Zhuang Pi pointed to the five or six women who came out of the small room and said, "The money you earned has also been swallowed by them!" ”

"That's why they won't let you call home."

"Ahh I'll kill you! "Grass! I'm going to beat you to death! "Kill you son of a bitch!" ……

Five or six women shouted and scolded angrily, ignoring that they were not wearing much clothes now, exposing their upper bodies, grabbing utensils that could be used as weapons indiscriminately, and rushed to Zhang Wuchang, bumping and bumping, beating hard!

“Fxxking me！” (I grass!) ）

“So damn cool！” (It's cool!) ）

“Cool man！” (Cool guy!) ）

The villa is surrounded by lively black people, recording images with various mobile phones, while picking up their thumbs, and constantly admiring.

Chirping~!

An off-road vehicle sprayed with various letters and symbols, a sudden brake, stopped in front of the door of the villa without a roof, and a young man in his early thirties kicked the car door and jumped off with an angry and anxious face.

Zhang Danian, the eldest of the five brothers of the Zhang family, has been working in the fields since he was a child, planting good crops. After he fled to the United States with his fifth brother, he was deceived and beaten for more than half a year, learned from the pain, took out the desperate posture of farming, mixed in the street fights, the best at using a long baseball bat, marksmanship is also good, after all, the grass hoeing in the field for many years, the hands are very steady, the five brothers of the Zhang family are extremely smart people, but the family is too poor, and they have not been able to contact the opportunity of higher education.

Zhang Danian, holding a glittering pistol at his waist and holding a huge bat, screamed and rushed into the villa.

"Fucking Fxxk! Who demolished my house!! ”

"Ah?!! Little Five!! ”

"I'm going to kill you stinking!!"

Call! A long baseball, with a strong wind, struck a woman on the back of the head, which was about to hit, and the woman would turn into a vegetative state even if she didn't die.

Syllable! A slender and powerful hand grips the bat.

Click~Click! Zhuang Pi squeezed hard, and the bat cracked several times and cracked.

Zhang Danian was horrified, let go of the bat, and reached out to his waist to pull out the gun.

Touch! Zhuang Pi kicked Zhang Danian's knee, click, his knee was broken, Zhang Danian's face was red in pain, but he used his strong willpower to endure the pain of drilling his heart, and pulled out the gun the moment he fell.

Bang!

Zhang Danian obviously fired the gun at the person opposite, but somehow, the hand holding the gun suddenly became numb, and he just fired a shot at the sky.

"Zhang Danian?!"

"Hmmm! Who are you, you come-"

Zhuang Pi's hand was as fast as lightning, and he snatched the gun from Zhang Danian's hand, "Bang! Bang! Two shots, Zhang Danian had two more bullet holes in his chest, and he spat out half a breath and died softly.

Bang!

Zhuang Pi Mali turned around and shot Zhang Wuchang in the head. He threw the gun into a flame, jumped up, kicked his feet at the door of the villa, crossed the yard, kicked the courtyard gate again, jumped onto a motorcycle parked on the side of the road, started the motorcycle, increased the accelerator, and left in a puff of smoke.

Zhuang Pi concentrated his thoughts, called out the operation interface, and looked at the progress bar above.

"I'm going, how did I go two-quarters of the way!"

"Is it because I haven't learned a lesson yet, the second eldest Zhang Zhongjiu who is serving a sentence in prison??"

"That's not right, even if I didn't kill Zhang Zhongjiu, but I have already killed the other four people of the Zhang family, this copy progress bar must be at least three-quarters, why is it only two-quarters now?!!"