"Where did the poor boy come from, how could I know him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Sister Hong glanced at Zhao Kongmeng disdainfully, "What do you see, and then look at digging out your eyeballs." ”

Hearing Sister Hong's words, Zhao Kongmeng felt a little surprised. However, he saw Sister Hong's eyes very strangely, as if she was signaling him to leave quickly. Zhao Kongmeng is not a stunned young man who has never seen the world, so he naturally does not care about the gains and losses in words. He just kept his head down and walked briskly, intending to leave here completely.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry? It's a blessing to be here, and I look at you as if you've suffered some great sin. The bald head lifted up the gold chain around his neck before he continued, "If you don't mind, brother, let's take a step to talk." ”

Zhao Kongmeng is not stupid, of course he will not talk to this big bald head. He's not just walking briskly now, he's even trotting. The big bald head is not so convenient to wear double flip-flops. Second, he is now being hugged by Sister Hong, and he can't run up to chase people. He was in a hurry, so he pushed Sister Hong aside: "Fuck your grandma's slut, don't delay Lao Tzu's business." Ah, the brothers in front of me are listening. caught the kid in the trench coat, Lao Tzu wanted to skin him alive and let him know that Ma Wang Ye had three eyes. Whoever did this, Lao Tzu let him play here for three days and three nights. ”

The big bald head is a man on the road, known as Ma Sanye, because he often clamours people to see his non-existent third eye. He is a man of confusion in the way, and he has sinned innumerable number. He knew that there were many people who wanted him to die immediately, so he naturally had to be careful. Even if this small hotel is covered by him, he will call a lot of little brothers when he comes to play. He roared, and immediately many people waiting downstairs surrounded Zhao Kongmeng.

The speed at which Zhao Kongmeng escaped could not be said to be unfast, but it was difficult to escape. Because Ma Sanye's subordinates not only chased from behind, but also many of them were originally hidden outside the door. This will make them suddenly rush in from outside the house, and suddenly block Zhao Kongmeng, who continued to escape, in the hall on the first floor.

In fact, Zhao Kongmeng was not afraid of this person with sticks, and those wooden sticks hit him. The feeling it brought to him was the same as that of an ordinary person being whipped by a wicker, so that he would not feel very painful all of a sudden. Even those steel pipes, he is confident that he can resist a few hard blows.

But these people are all gangsters, and they won't go alone with Zhao Kongmeng. On the one hand, they separated people to attract Zhao Kongmeng's attention in front, and on the other hand, they buckled a gray hemp bag on Zhao Kongmeng's head from behind.

Originally, this small hotel was a side-door business, so naturally it would not turn on the headlights. Under the light of this slightly dark red colored light, the line of sight is not very clear. Coupled with the fact that he is now detained with a hemp bag, Zhao Kongmeng has really become blind.

It's just that his vision is blocked, it's nothing more than a few knocks on his head, and Zhao Kongmeng thinks he's unlucky. But he suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had been stabbed. He knew he hadn't really been stabbed, but the feeling was so real.

If everything is foreseen, it will be wasted if it is not prepared, Zhao Kongmeng knows this truth. He felt that the feeling just now must indicate something, but he didn't know what the problem was.

Just when Zhao Kongmeng was still struggling with what the problem was, he suddenly felt that there was a sound of wind coming from him. Although he was carrying a sack on his body, it was logically impossible to feel the wind. But he felt it, and he felt it getting stronger and stronger.

Although he didn't know why, Zhao Kongmeng still subconsciously stretched out his hand. A strong stinging pain came, and although Zhao Kongmeng couldn't see it, he had already found that his hand was definitely broken by feeling. He didn't know what it was that punctured his hand, it was something very sharp anyway.

This will no longer be a matter of beating, but may be fatal. Zhao Kongmeng arrived at this time, and he couldn't take care of much. He grabbed the stabbing object directly with his injured right hand, and then stabbed forward with his left hand.

Zhao Kongmeng doesn't know much magic now, and he is relatively familiar with the immobilization technique. This will be used suddenly, and the opponent will stop the forward stabbing movement at that time. Taking advantage of your illness and killing you is the best strategy for street fighting. Zhao Kongmeng grabbed this thing in one hand, and then flipped over and stabbed ahead. Then he flipped it over again, and then opened the sack that was on his head.

Now that there is no sack to cover him, Zhao Kongmeng can see the scene in front of him clearly. The man standing in front of him was a young man covered in sequins all over his clothes, and he had a wound on his stomach that didn't look big. However, although the wound was inconspicuous, the young man looked in pain.

Zhao Kongmeng looked at the butterfly knife he was holding in his hand, estimating what would happen if he was stabbed just now.

Sometimes the aggressor can choose when the war will begin, but cannot decide when it will end. Now Zhao Kongmeng saw that the steel pipes and wooden sticks in the hands of the people around him were about to hit him on the head, and decisively stabbed the butterfly knife in his hand towards the throat of the young man.

The butterfly knife is elongated and looks like a trumpet sword. After this stab, the leaking wound was still not large, and only the sound of Si Si's breath could be heard, but no inhalation sound could be heard. This young man did not bleed to death, but suffocated to death because his trachea was punctured. This is a long and painful process, and Zhao Kongmeng doesn't have the kung fu to slowly grind with him.

In this kind of melee, the side with fewer people is often dangerous. What's more, Zhao Kongmeng is not only a small number of people, he is the only one at all. The most dangerous thing for him at this time is to fall into a siege, in that case, not only will he not be able to get out of the predicament, but I am afraid that it will not be long before he will be killed.

Whose life is not life, and no one wants to die. Zhao Kongmeng didn't want to die, so he could only let others die. The people around him were holding wooden sticks and steel pipes, and Zhao Kongmeng did not block it with his arms, but squatted down and waved a circle with a butterfly knife.

At such a close distance, he was slashed by a butterfly knife, which immediately cut the stomachs of these unlucky eggs. These people are relatively thinly dressed, and after the intestines flow out, they can no longer be covered by clothes.

Zhao Kongmeng's movements were so fast that after they were cut in the stomach, they continued to wave the stick in their hands stupidly. But after all, he was so badly injured that even if the stick was swung down, it would not have the original strength.