Chapter 151 Copper Coins

"All t. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.infom with you to race, turtle son. Brother Pig got rid of his slow weight, he was the first to rush up, and he reached out to grab Gong Jin.

Sometimes I have to admire Brother Zhu, no matter what is in front of him, he is still so brave, he is simply the little Lu Bu of the new century.

"Let go of me, believe it or not I'll hack you to death."

I don't know if Gong Jin is relying on his large number of people today or if he doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of his little brother, so he took the knife in his hand and gestured at Brother Pig.

"Wait, Gong Jin, our matter seems to have been settled! Why bother. Jiujie stepped forward and pulled Brother Zhu back, away from Gong Jin's machete, which could hurt Brother Zhu at any time, Jiujie stepped forward and said to Gong Jin.

Gong Jin snorted coldly, extremely crazy, the cold light on the shoehorn's face suddenly gathered, and the sesame eyes narrowed and said fiercely, "I'm here to find trouble today, if I don't accept the practice, I'm here to cut you cubs." ”

Gong Jin's words were extremely arrogant, pulling the wind, a bit of a big brother, the group of followers around him seemed to be acting in the movie, one by one, they were taking drugs, holding knives and squeezing towards Jiujie and a few people.

At this moment, in addition to fear, the teenagers have such an uninhibited and rebellious heart.

Because there are too many people on the other side and they have weapons, if they do it easily, they will still suffer from their own people, and they all understand each other's meaning when they exchange eyes with each other.

Don't act rashly.

"Looks like you're playing a bit big! Gong Jin. Jiu Jie deliberately raised his voice a lot, their situation at this time is not optimistic, Gong Jin is definitely a tiger, if he is in a hurry, he may do something tiger, in a situation where they need God to save them.

Several people silently shouted Uncle Police in their hearts.

"Hehe, play big, big take your time, there are times when you are happy." Gong Jin squeezed away his ordinary junior disciples, walked up to Jiu Jie, and patted his face gently.

Brother Zhu, Xiao Guo, Wang, and Su Hao are all enduring their anger, and at this time, a little fire can ignite them and make them explode completely.

Gong Jin, this kid is not only crazy and doesn't know the height of the sky, but also his expression is unusually flat, the face of the shoehorn is twisted hideously, and the teeth are clucking, I don't know what Jiujie and the others have done to Gong Jin.

"What are you doing? Didn't the police uncle take it seriously? Wow ~ "

The voice in front of them, Jiu Jie and they seemed to be the most familiar with it, but Gong Jin and they were stunned when they heard it, and they were angry.

This is not the point, the most important thing is that they have always been far away from Gong Jin and their group, and the other group of people are scared enough.

The sound of the police and the police car, perhaps only their little bastards are more familiar with fear.

Feelings, this gang of bastards is an old fritter, speed, order, expression, real t, m professional.

If the national team is selecting long-distance runners, this group of gangsters can try.

If those people are more well-behaved and understand morality, it is the group of gangsters in front of them, whose escape routes are fragmented, orderly, unhurried, and trusting each other.

If you talk about the most professional extras, you still have to let these gangsters perform, and their expressions are showing an innocent look that I have nothing to do with me, and I am passing by.

In less than a minute, except for the twenty or so people brought by Gong Jin around Jiujie, the other stronger and more professional gangsters disappeared into the night, behind the street lamp.

Gong Jin, who was stupid, didn't know where the impulse came from, and shouted, "Give me a t, m and beat me hard." ”

And these little brothers of his are definitely not ordinary nests, the kind of tiger-eyed and condescending kind just now is not at all older than the old momentum.

Although each person has a machete, they are slowly retreating.

Before coming, Gong Jin had told them that this time they were just here to suppress the aura, and they didn't have to really fight, and one of them also received a pack of cigarettes, fifty yuan.

The collection of a dormitory dormitory, for some unprofessional netizens smokers have this strong temptation, they are the most money-poor people in school, they will definitely do such a cheap thing!

Originally, they were supposed to be extras, and they went through the motions, and they had taken over this kind of work before, but the situation at this time was obviously wrong, Gong Jin became more and more excited, and it seemed that he was going to fight.

They are only doing what they should do, and the guy in their hands is not a stick, but a real murder weapon, a machete.

"Amon makes a brilliant appearance, with a special sound for the stage."

With the sound of the police car, Yang Mengen's figure appeared from the door of the Internet café, holding a bunch of bench legs in his arms, and walked slowly with small steps.

The long flowing hair covers the deep eyes, and the smile at the corner of the mouth is so charming, especially the bench leg in his arms is so bullish.

"Brothers, go on."

Yang Mengen shook his hand, and the bench legs flew out, and Jiujie didn't hesitate at all, one by one, without any verbal exchange.

The facts are in front of him, Gong Jin is a bare-bones commander, these people are just extras with knives in disguise.

"Gong Jin, NT Mom, yes, what's going on today, compare and compare." Su Hao is the most unbearable and the most excited, today's harvest is something that he can't forget, it is a friendship rendering that will not swerve to the death.

"Don't even talk about it, I'll single him out." Brother Pig threw away the bench leg mightily, shook his neck, rubbed his fists and slowly approached Gong Jin.

The so-called little brothers who spent money retreated behind Gong Jin, and even the few people he thought he had played well called brothers were gone, Gong Jin's face was expressionless, lost, decadent, and a little confused.

The social road is difficult, and making friends can see the dog clearly.

"Smack."

Brother Zhu's fist, which was like a hammer, was directly on Gong Jin's face, his fist turned into a palm, and a loud slap echoed in the misty mall square.

Gong Jin, who thought he was holding a machete, didn't even have the courage to raise his hand, and his anger had already turned into unwillingness, an unwillingness to benefit and friendship, and maybe jealousy.

Why can they be like this, one person is in trouble and supports from all directions, just to know each other, what about his own people, spending all day and drinking and having fun, sentence by sentence seems to be a heartfelt mouth brother, where are they?

They are no longer far away, no longer in other places, just behind him, row after row watching Gong Jin being beaten, without any expression, most of them are muttering in their hearts, do you want to pay for today's errands.

There is no true affection in front of interests, and there is no family affection in front of money.

Gong Jin seems to understand something, even if Jiujie and the others are beaten or even injured by themselves, then he will also lose, lose to friendship, lose to interests, a reality of self-preservation and not selfishness.

He understood.