Xuan Zhanxiao could see clearly that his body was not moving, but his ears were carefully listening to the footsteps of the gangsters on both sides.

Mu, Xuan Zhanxiao, who was smoking a cigarette, turned around suddenly, and then raised his fist and threw a punch without looking at it.

Bang!

There was a loud bang in the air, and then the young thug who was about to tie Xuan Zhanxiao's arm from behind didn't react to what was going on, and was hit on the bridge of his nose by surprise.

When he boarded, his nose bone cracked, and the young gangster felt that he had been hit head-on by a 60-mile truck, and his steps immediately staggered, and then he took a few steps back, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

This is also a hand-to-hand combat technique, commonly known as "counter-fighting".

Because it is facing the enemy with its back, it has very high requirements for people's senses.

Perform the use of the ear to defend the position, after perceiving the opponent's position, surprise backhand punch, and then take advantage of the enemy's carelessness, quickly and accurately give the opponent a fatal blow.

The abrupt change in the situation on the field startled the thugs, and another thug who wanted to get closer instinctively stood in place.

But under Ban Cun's sharp scolding, he finally beat his spirit, roared, and rushed towards Xuan Zhan with angry eyes.

The gangster is 1.7 meters tall, although he is shorter than Xuan Zhanxiao, he is burly, and the bulging muscles of his arms are as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

The thugs were fierce, and no one who looked at them would doubt the strength of his blow.

There is no doubt that as long as the part is hit, Xuan Zhanxiao is either dead or disabled.

Everyone was silent, and some of the ladies couldn't bear to see the young man's blood splattered on the spot, so they instinctively closed their eyes.

But Xuan Zhanxiao stood in place with an indifferent face, and the cigarette in his mouth was curling with green smoke.

He just stared motionlessly at the man's fist, as if everything that had happened on this occasion had nothing to do with him.

The man saw that Xuan Zhanxiao was dumbfounded, but the other party was frightened by his strong momentum, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but smile smugly.

It's just that his smile didn't last long, because when his fist was less than 50 centimeters away from Xuan Zhanxiao's door, Xuan Zhanxiao's lightning shot grabbed his fist's wrist.

The man was shocked and tried to get rid of it, but no matter how hard he tried, the other party's palm was firmly controlled like an iron hoop.

In desperation, the man could only abandon the right and switch to the left, intending to use his left fist to give Xuan Zhanxiao a follow-up blow.

It's a pity that as soon as he lifted it, he was held up by Xuan Zhanxiao's other arm.

Bang!

Xuan Zhanxiao, who succeeded, made a lightning move again, and this time he broke his grandson's leg with one blow and slammed it into the man's crotch.

A strange scene was staged in front of everyone's eyes, because the man's arms were still firmly bound in Xuan Zhanxiao's hands.

So when the man's legs flew up, his body was still under Xuan Zhanxiao's control.

Xuan Zhanxiao could even clearly see the man's twisted and hideous slap in the face due to pain.

In this regard, he did not have any pity and pity, on the contrary, after the man fell to the ground, Xuan Zhanxiao kicked out again, and the man flew away again.

This reciprocated for 5 times, and when the man almost fainted in pain, Xuan Zhanxiao suddenly let go of his hands.

So, after the man fell from the sky, he finally fell to the ground.

Then the tearing pain pulled him back from the coma, and he rolled over over while covering his crotch, which was so miserable and his voice was really terrifying.

Xuan Zhan Xiao Shicai's series of actions were completed in the electric light, although the man's heart was heartbroken and the howl shook the earth, but for the surrounding spectators, it was only a picture of about 10 seconds.

"This man is amazing! Did you see that he just kicked in a series of shots, so fast, my eyes couldn't keep up. ”

"Layman, what kind of serial kick is that, that's called shadowless feet, you know what is called shadowless, it's just so fast that there is no shadow, of course your eyes can't keep up."

"Obediently, look at it this way, that young man is a practitioner."

"Eighty percent is yes, you see his bald head, maybe it's from Shaolin Temple."

……

Listening to the conversation of the onlookers, Xuan Zhanxiao smiled bitterly and rubbed his slightly sour fist, and said in his heart: I still have to buy a wig to bring it on, otherwise this old man is misunderstood as a monk, and what can he do about his life events.

The discussion of the spectators also fell on the ears of the man in sunglasses and the head of the board.

The manly lungs of the sunglasses were about to explode, and he thought that after the board was inched, he would immediately be able to correct the young man.

But as a result, the other party was not in a hurry, and the two gangsters who were still fighting in just 10 seconds couldn't take care of themselves.

This made him suddenly feel faceless, and immediately scolded at the top of his throat: "Hey! What the are you carrying! You can't even a little brat, how are you! ”

Listening to the scolding of the man in sunglasses, Ban Cuntou really wanted his size 42 shoes to be on the face of the man in sunglasses size 46.

Fuck you! Why can't you go on yourself! What do you Niu Fork tell Lao Tzu to do! You're so awesome that your arm is broken by someone.

Of course, these complaining boards only dare to scold in their hearts after all, after all, he still has to live on the man in sunglasses.

Besides, there are wronged debtors and owners, and those who have made themselves so embarrassed are all young people who invite them in person.

If you can't settle him today, then don't mix around here in the future.

looked at the brothers around him, there were still 10 people left, and this was a little stunned and regained his confidence.

He first pulled out the Hanyang-made machete from his waist ribs, the blade is 80 centimeters, the back of the knife is thick, and the blade is rich, not to mention cutting people, even cutting bones is no problem.

Seeing that the head of the board was drawn out, the spectators all involuntarily retreated backwards.

The two street pickers originally wanted to persuade a few words, but after seeing the cold knife in Bancun's hand, they immediately dispelled their thoughts, turned around in unison, and tilted their heads to the other side of the street.

"Humph! I didn't want to do it to you here! But you kid can't get on the road! Then don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless, brothers copy guys! ”

With a loud shout from the head of the board, the 10 thugs responded and pulled out the weapons tied behind them.

Unlike the machete in the hand of the head of the gangster, the gangster's weapon has everything, but no matter what it is, as long as it hits the person, it is a "big killing weapon" that can cause fatal damage.

These people are really daring.

Xuan Zhanxiao watched the arrogant actions of the gangsters coldly, these guys who didn't know whether they were alive or dead didn't know at all, and when their boss made the decision to draw a knife on the street and want to cut people, his fate had been decided.

Today, Xuan Zhanxiao is to teach these bastards a good lesson no matter what.

"Boy! Give you a chance to say for yourself, which arm to start with? The machete pointed forward, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his high head was like a judge of the court, and he was about to give the final verdict to the "sinner" Xuan Zhanxiao.

And then......

At this moment, just as the gangsters were preparing to lay siege to Xuan Zhanxiao, the asphalt floor of the street trembled suddenly, and then there was a dull roar like a continuous tide in the distance, and the red paulownia on both sides of the reason fell uncontrollably, sprinkled like raindrops.

"What's going on?" A visitor in the crowd blurted out.

Soon, people looked back in unison, but at the end of the street, one motorcycle after another roared into the engine.

In just a few seconds, more than 30 motorcycles poured smoke and dust up the inside and outside of the street.

Black leather jacket, black sunglasses, pointed feet, no helmet.

The people on the locomotive were all five big and three thick, the hair on the top of their heads was dyed colorful, and their hideous faces were full of vicious eyes.

"Who are they?"

"I don't know!"

"It's over! Finished! It seems that eighty percent of them are the accomplices of that board! ”

"Mom! They've sealed the road! This, what should we do if we want to fight! ”

Looking at the black-clothed party crowd that was gradually surrounding, the hearts of the spectators all sank to the bottom.

Some people began to secretly call the police station, and more people were at a loss to know what to do.

The number of black-clad people was still increasing, and every few seconds a motorcycle would arrive, and in a few moments, there would be 20 more.

The sudden appearance of the motorcycle made Dian Cunji confused, and he subconsciously glanced at the man in sunglasses behind him, and found that the latter was also stunned.

Mu's, a bad thought floated in his heart, and his heart said: Could it be that these people are ......

Looking back at the young man, Ban Cun saw that he was still smiling with a cigarette in his mouth, and his heart couldn't help but be a little more worried.

And at this time, a loud shout came from the back of the crowd: "Brother Che! Where is Brother Che taking it? ”

Hearing this, Xuan Zhanxiao slowly straightened up and waved his hand at the familiar face not far away: "Here, I'm here." ”

Without too much nonsense, the crowd automatically made way for the black clothes in public, and Lu Guangsheng strode towards Xuan Zhan howling in the fearful eyes of everyone.

After being in place, he carefully looked Xuan Zhanxiao up and down, and saw that there was no wound, so he relieved his heart and said, "What's wrong, Brother Che?" ”

"Oh, it's nothing, this man said he was going to unload my arm, you see what to do."

When the words fell, Lu Guangsheng's tiger eyes were raised, and he glanced sideways at the board on the side.

When he saw the other party holding knives and sticks one by one, he couldn't help but stare at each other: "Damn! Where are you eating a bear's heart leopard and daring to touch our brother Che! What's the matter, it's not because there are a lot of people!! Isn't there a guy by the hand!! , come on, bring Lao Tzu's "Qinglong Yanyue Knife"! ”

As he spoke, a brother from the "Haw Par Hall" hurriedly walked up with a long-handled machete.

Lu Guangsheng took it and slammed it to the ground, not to mention his posture, but the momentum was absolutely full, and the strong horizontal force directly smashed a hole on the surface.

"Your mother, you have to unload the arms and legs of the car, come, Lao Tzu will play with you!"

Looking at the "Qinglong Yanyue Knife" in Lu Guangsheng's hand, compared with the machete in his palm, half of his arrogant momentum was annihilated.

Looking at the black clothes on both sides of the street, the black clothes are in public, and they really want to die.