Like a swimming fish, Wu Peng took advantage of the machete to raise it, and stepped lightly to "rub" a few steps in front of this old boy!

"Ah, I'll wipe your ......," the old boy shouted in horror, and the knife he raised was about to change direction, but it was too late!

When Wu Peng's footsteps stopped, his palms were already pressed upwards against his body, the backs of his palms were upward, and his fingertips were touching. When you get to the place that is at the same level as your chest, your elbows are under your ribs, and you can move violently!

I saw that his palms, which were originally palms downward, suddenly changed their movements, from fingertips to palms, and palms were reversed, forming palms upward. This action is done in one go, extremely fast, just like a flower bud in an instant, and both palms are directly on the chin of this old boy!

This move is exactly the top palm of the body in the hands of Wing Chun, emphasizing close short-term fighting. Originally, he wanted to exert an inch of strength when he approached the enemy's body, but Wu Peng didn't know how to use an inch, so he used the strength of Liuhe Fist to strike. The original "top" immediately turned into a more vicious "cannon"!

Bang!

This blow directly broke the jaw bone of this old boy, his body flew back, and the whole person fell to the ground and fainted instantly!

Then Wu Peng heard the evil wind coming behind his ears, and at this time his strength was running out, and he was in a state of intermittentness. didn't have time to think about it, he rolled around with a lazy donkey, and avoided it in embarrassment.

While!

The steel pipe slammed into the concrete road, sending out a spark.

"Rush!"

"Hack him to death!"

"Get out of here!"

Wu Peng rolled up and was about to fight again, when he heard the sound of chaotic shouts of killing. Looking back, his eyes suddenly widened: "No! ”

More than 20 Troubled Boys rushed together, each holding their weapons high, with a fierce momentum.

Wu Peng scolded, turned his head and ran, his hands and feet flung up, and he ran more than ten meters in one sprint!

Five or six of him can still fight, and more than twenty old boys with machetes, he can't fight unless his brain is in water!

"Don't let him run!"

"Damn, stop!"

"Don't run!"

Nervous, don't run, stop, can I agree to such a childish request? You crazy boys have a problem with your brains!

Wu Peng ran fast, depressed and scolded in his heart. Damn, I'm going to provoke someone, buy a watermelon and go home and attract a lot of people to cut me!

Who the hell is this? It should be Wang Bao's person, right?

Wang Bao, Wang Bao, if you want to check, I don't have to check like this, right?

The streets are crowded with people and traffic. Wu Peng's footsteps were fast, and he turned left and right without slowing down, passing through the panicked crowd. Behind him, more than twenty old boys chased after him with shouts and screams.

This seems to be the norm at night in Hong Kong, where passers-by are initially flustered, but soon craned their necks to look lively.

Wu Peng turned left and right, and he didn't know where he was going. The twenty or so Crazy Boys behind him gradually turned into a dozen, and then there were eight or nine left.

After turning into an alley again, Wu Peng suddenly found that the surrounding scenery was somewhat familiar. He paid attention to it for a while and was speechless: "Damn, I'm running to the door again." ”

"I don't know if my watermelon is still ......"

"Brother Peng! Brother Peng! ”

At this moment, Wu Peng heard a surprise cry on the side of the road ahead, his eyes suddenly widened, and he wailed in his heart: "No, auntie, why did you run out at this time?" ”

Sure enough, at the intersection ahead, Qiu Tsuki was jumping excitedly, waving his arms at him.

"Go home!" Wu Peng roared, and just wanted to continue running, when he saw a group of old boys rushing over at the intersection in front of him. He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked back, followed by eight out of breath old boys.

There was an interception in front of the chasing soldiers, and this was bad, Wu Peng's heart suddenly sank. It's an alley that weaves through the neighborhoods, and the only one in the middle is the one where the autumn embankment is located.

No matter what, pull Qiu Di and run home to call the police!

As soon as Wu Peng gritted his teeth and was about to act, he heard one of the old boys in front of him shout: "Damn, Kunbao's people came to us to make trouble with Lian Sheng, do you want to start a war!" ”

"He's not running, brothers, cut me down!" This was the voice behind Wu Peng.

Wu Peng delayed for a while, and then caught up with five or six people one after another. At this time, seeing Wu Peng stop in place, they suddenly perked up and accelerated their pursuit.

And streaks? Kun Bao?

Damn, there's something going on here!

Wu Peng's eyes rolled, he simply turned around, and just stood in the alley waiting for those old boys to arrive.

When the old boy who ran to the front was about to rush to Wu Peng's eyes, Wu Peng suddenly beckoned and roared: "Rush with me!" ”

Turn around and run!

The old boy was immediately furious: "Nima, dare to play Lao Tzu, don't let me catch you!" ”

On the other side, the people who won the streak were still waiting, but suddenly found that Wu Peng's people who "led" Kunbao rushed over, and they immediately became vigilant, and they hurriedly took out the guys one by one.

The alley is not long, and in the blink of an eye, two groups of people have been close to each other.

And the winner of the streak just shouted: "What the hell do you want to ......"

Then he was interrupted by Wu Peng's loud shout.

"Hack these bastards and winning streaks!" He roared and rushed into the crowd.

"Hit!"

"Hack them to death!"

"Nima is looking for death!"

Rumble!

The whole scene was chaotic all at once!

For a while, no one could tell what was going on, anyway, they were all standing opposite, they were all holding the guys, and they were just right to cut the fuck!

Dozens of old boys suddenly slashed into pieces, scolding their fathers and calling their mothers, slamming each other with knives and sticks, scolding and screaming, and they were in a mess!

In the chaos, Wu Peng tried to break out of the crowd several times and was beaten back. He had been hit several times, and he didn't know how many punches he had been punched in the face. Fortunately, he has always been very wary of machetes, and anyone who cuts him with a machete, no matter which side it is, has been solved by him as soon as possible.

Wu Peng struggled to rush left and right, and in the chaos, he grabbed a machete, running vigorously, dancing so loudly!

For a while, whether it was with Liansheng or Kun Bao, except for some people who were still slashing, the rest were all around Wu Peng, looking for an opportunity to attack him.

"Damn, where are you?" After Wu Peng slashed Kun Bao's old boy with a knife, a person who won with a streak finally noticed that something was wrong and couldn't help but scream.

"This bastard is a shit stirrer!" The tattooed man led by Kun Bao shouted angrily, "It's him, causing us to start a war for nothing!" Hack you king—ah! ”

But he was just about to sneak attack Wu Peng, but Wu Peng rushed over with a step, and punched him hard according to his mouth!

How dare you expose me? Wu Peng thought excitedly.

Chop, chop, chop!

At this moment, Wu Peng's blood was already boiling, and he couldn't care about anything else, just a cut! Whoever cares about you!

"Kill him with the winning brothers!" Kun Bao's Troubled Boy makes an offer.

"You guys aren't good things to go to Nima!" The two people who won the streak immediately knocked the proposed person to the ground with a stick, and the scuffle began again!