Chapter 51: Mass Fighting
(Thank you for the reward of the two old pig book friends who are strong in martial arts and the wind is flying at that time, and thank you for the seven stars that have passed away, and call me Mr. Li for the reward.) Strive to code words. )
Ghost hunting has a long way to go, since I feel that this is the time when the heavens have fallen on me, I have been in line with the humble attitude of letting God worry less about snacks, and I didn't need him to help me start to work out, usually swimming, running, and boxing, although my physical strength is not as good as the professional level, it is not much worse, not to mention this kind of gangster who drinks and plays cards and pickles girls all day long - it seems to be playing in my eyes after running 800 meters, but it is not a taste of these three grandchildren!
I clicked the goods unambiguously, but before the matter was over, not far away, one of the two vans they drove was roaring towards the entrance of the alley, apparently coming to me after cleaning up the triangular eye--they could drive after me, which means that the target of this group today is not triangular eye, it must be me!
No matter how few people in a car, there were seven or eight, and I was definitely not good at encountering them, so my buddy didn't think about anything at the time, turned around and rushed towards the alley, I didn't think about how far I didn't rush out, I heard a noise behind me, but it was the guys who drove in directly, knocking over a lot of tables, chairs and benches along the way, causing countless noises from diners in the surrounding restaurants.
Now it's lively!
The alley is only seventy or eighty meters, and the end is not the avenue, but another family courtyard next to our community, the bosses on both sides of the alley are family homes, and most of the diners live nearby.
At the beginning, there were a lot of seven or eight people in a car, but they only had these seven or eight people, and it was a little hard enough to face more than 20 restaurants on both sides and hundreds of angry people, but it happened that these bosses were quite familiar... Immediately, the angry crowd and the boss surrounded the van, slammed the carriage, and shouted for the group of guys to get down and give everyone an explanation.
I can't catch up now.
The car door opened in an uproar, and immediately jumped a few times from above, and the guy was wearing a Reagan hood, and his arms and chest were full of skeletons and English tattoos, and he raised his baseball bat horizontally and pointed around, scolding: "Do you want to die?" , all open to Lao Tzu! ”
Several others also brandished sticks and shouted:
"Don't you go, don't you, believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed your turtle son?"
"Get out of here, Nima!"
"Get out! Damn, don't you believe in evil, do you? ”
These people were arrogant, but the crowd was not intimidated, but became more angry, and some of them were indeed frightened and secretly moved backwards, but more people clenched their fists with blue faces, and their heads were bulging with green tendons, and they were about to explode...
Some people have silently picked up folding stools on the ground, some people have picked up a mess of bricks and sticks, and the bosses are all blocked in front of the car, holding some deadbolts, U-shaped locks, rolling pins, and directly carrying frying spoons and spatulas, blocking the car before and after.
No one has returned!
Mars is about to hit the Earth!
Originally, I only planned to slip away through the back door of the family home, but seeing this scene, I immediately sneaked back, hid behind the crowd to find an opportunity, and picked up a brick and grabbed it, ready to do it at any time.
A few guys shouted, seeing that there was no movement, a stupid man took a step forward, and was about to reach out to push the bosses in front of the car, only to move, the crowd immediately became a little restless, and many people began to make small movements.
The guy wearing Reagan's hood didn't expect the owner and diners here to be so united, and he was a little scared in his heart, so he took out a stack of tickets from his pocket, threw about two or three thousand on the table, and raised his voice and shouted: "You want money, right..."
This girl probably meant that she wanted to calm things down, but before she could say anything, a voice in the crowd immediately scolded: "****! Hit someone and want to smash someone with money - do you think your dad is Xgang? ”
Someone took the lead, and the restless crowd seemed to have an outlet, and immediately all of them screamed:
"Yes, let the driver out!"
"Who scarces your stinky money..."
"Apologize, apologize first and then compensate..."
The crowd was boiling, and those guys with hoods immediately squeezed forward, fearing that everyone would retreat, and the crowd was constantly pushing forward, and the undercurrent was surging, where the roots raised their hands and wanted to soothe everyone's emotions, but it was a pity that he didn't know how to do it first, and secondly, the anger was not easy to suppress......
"Bang dang!"
I don't know where a brick flew there, and the straight end smashed into the car glass!
The bricks were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the people on both sides were stunned for a moment, and then they squeezed forward one after another, tearing and tearing, and then the tearing quickly turned into a big fight, and seven or eight people and the van became targets, and countless sticks, folding stools, spatulas, brooms, and even wine bottles were thrown at those people, and countless beer bottles, rice bowls, plates, bricks, etc., were smashed from behind!
The guy in the van tried to block it at first, but he couldn't stand the crowd, and the stick had already been hit more than a dozen times before it could fall, followed by a mess of things smashed on his face and body, and suddenly smashed all these grandsons down!
How can you escape the wrath of the masses by pretending to be dead dogs?
Even when these guys lay down, countless feet still kicked and kicked hard, and even some high heels kept stomping on the backs of these grandchildren, so painful that they drilled straight under the car - how big is the van, where can they all hide in it?
The exposed part immediately became the target of everyone, and these guys couldn't bear the pain and desperately drilled under the car, pushing the others outward, which caused the front of the car to show two feet for a while, and a large number of people rushed to kick it; After a while, half of the right side of the shoulder was exposed, and a large number of people immediately swarmed to the right, and then stepped on it vigorously...
It's similar to the live-action version of vole fighting!
The two guys who stayed in the car did not escape, they were also dragged down and knocked to the ground and stepped on 10,000 feet, beating and beating violently, to a degree worse than that of thieves, almost catching up with the level of angry crowds beating traffickers and chengguan!
I must admit that I shouted the words that caused the crowd to be restless, of course, I also have to admit that I also smashed the bricks of the fuse turner, you say, since I have done both of these things, will I still be idle now?
As a member of the angry crowd, I did my best to rush into the crowd, and the baseball bat in my hand could smash people, and if I couldn't, I would clatter and smash the car - this pointed out a new direction for everyone, and immediately countless bosses, chefs, waiters, customers, etc., who had no chance to beat people, squeezed over with all kinds of shovels, spoons, trays, etc., crackling and slamming...
It started well, and everyone and I were very happy, but it didn't take long for things to change - although they threw things at the car, they always hit me on the head for some reason, and in just a few minutes I was hit by more than ten or twenty blows, not to mention the vegetable soup oil stains, and two bags were smashed on the head.
Hey, that's miserable! You said that people have blue noses and swollen faces, don't talk about it, after all, they are beaten, and no matter how miserable they are, they can accept it, but I am beating people, and I can actually make it worse than being beaten... I'm also such a talent!
I threw something and squeezed into the crowd, desperately trying to get out, only to find that all the buttons of my clothes had been torn off, two black bruises had been smashed on my head, my arms hurt, my pockets had been torn open, and the door keys, car keys, wallets, and everything inside had been dropped.
There is an episode in this, when I fight, I always feel that someone is hiding in the shadows to target me, and I don't know if it is my admirer, but whenever I turn around and go back, I can't find anyone, which makes me depressed for a long time, and the few black punches have an indescribable and unclear relationship with this.
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When the police arrived, neither the car nor the gang were human, as the saying goes, the law does not hold the public accountable, and the police had no choice but to detain the perpetrators who came out from under the car and hugged them crying and shouting as if they were seeing relatives.
The guys in the van here are all blue noses and swollen faces, but compared with the few who stayed at the gate of our community to clean up the triangular eyes, they are still lucky - those people who are so immortal happened to meet Tang Mu who came to pick me up, and they shouted with cold triangular eyes, saying that Brother Tang, this gang is here to clean up your brother-in-law An Ran's brothers, we are An Ran's friends, and he was beaten up as a result, and now he has been chased and killed by others, so much...
Tang Mu hadn't figured out the situation yet, but some of the masked men had a fever in their brains, and they rushed up with a baseball bat, saying what do you say, Oh, there is still an Enron's brother-in-law, Lao Tzu has a big discount today, and by the way, you kid will be cleaned up without collecting money, and you will be hospitalized. The guy next to him was also happy, and he didn't say anything about where is An Ran's sister, together, just send her to the hospital, how good it is for the family to fight the landlord...
If they die like this, the fate of these guys can be imagined: there are seven people left, but more than 20 bones have been broken, and each person has broken more than three on average!
The masked armed brawl is a big case, and the police station got busy immediately after bringing people back, Tang Mu also joined the interrogation as a whole, with him, the group of grandsons were all extremely cooperative, and those who knew and didn't know all came to a bamboo tube to pour beans, and everything was figured out in less than five minutes.
They were all subordinates of Boss Jiao of the Qionglai City Pawn Company, all of which were arranged by him, the purpose was to break the legs of a guy named An Ran who lived in this community, but it was a little far away at the time, thinking that I was friends with Triangle Eye, and there were not many people to see, so I simply beat it together!
I am very unfamiliar with the name of Boss Jiao, there must be someone behind it, but his younger brother doesn't know about this, I heard them say that Boss Jiao is still in Shudu today, so Tang Mu immediately moved his mind to bring this grandson back, and without saying a word, he called the city bureau and called several of his subordinates to act together.
As for this triangular eye, in fact, it was also someone else who came to make trouble for me, but the main messenger behind them knew that it was Young Master Qin at Meng Tiantian's birthday banquet that day - this guy has no ability, but his father is a real power leader, and he is obviously under pressure and has a lot of favors, and it is estimated that he can't clean it up, so I can only persuade Tang Mu, who is going to bring him back overnight, so that he can agree to my method.
Jiao Lao Dalian's big night came back to ask the main messenger behind it, as for Young Master Qin's side, the triangular eye didn't have anything to do with me, so just assume that nothing happened, and find an opportunity to directly kill Young Master Qin.
The matter was decided, and Tang Mu and I quickly drove towards the place where Boss Jiao was staying.
(Introduction to Yan Yiguo's new book "The Great Gods Have to Die", a spoof, very comedy, anyway, a lot of authors have died tenderly, and it seems that Liuyun is also among them...... You can take a look. )