The heavy rain covered up a lot of smells and sounds, Lao Wu leaned against the wall and stared at the old man Zhao who was standing still in the courtyard, what happened just now was too sudden, and he didn't have time to think about it at all, at this time, there were many broken clothes and limbs around him in the heavy rain. I thought to myself, Old Man Zhao, this should be a fraudulent corpse, right? So the person whose limbs are scattered in the yard should be Zhao Fu, the boss of the Zhao family? That's right? There is also a Pu Wei, when they left, Pu Wei hadn't left, so what happened in these few hours? What is it that causes the old man to be able to look like this?

A series of questions made Lao Wu think about himself, but he remembered it for a long time, and he didn't dare to make a sound, looking at Hu Dabao lying in the puddle and not moving, I don't know if he was dead or alive, but according to Hu Dabang's physique, he was just hit against the wall, as long as he didn't hurt his head, he shouldn't be able to die.

Lao Wu wiped the rain off his face, thinking to himself, Hu Dafang, this guy, can't lie there and pretend to be dead! But you can't call him directly. Then he thought of the stone that pierced his hand just now, so he reached out and fumbled for it, picked it up gently, and threw it in the direction of Hu Dabian.

The stone hit the wall, and then fell on Hu Dabao's head, making several noises in a row, and the old man Zhao walked a few steps to find the sound, but after the sound disappeared, he stood still again, and it seemed that he would look for wherever there was a sound now.

Hu Da was hit on the head by a stone, his whole body shook, and he slowly lifted his head out of the puddle, wiped a handful of muddy water on his face, and looked around like a thief. I found Lao Wu sitting on the wall not far away gesturing to him, but the rain was too heavy to see clearly, and he just felt that he was pointing at his eyes. Hu Dabao couldn't figure it out, but he was hit just now and his whole body was about to fall apart, but he didn't dare to move, for fear of being torn alive by the old man Zhao, so he had to continue to pretend to be dead.

Hu Dabian was just about to press his face back into the puddle, and suddenly understood what Lao Wu meant, wiped the rain from his eyelids and looked up at Old Man Zhao, his face was a basin, his eyes and nose were smashed into it, and it was impossible to see anything at all. Thinking of this big shoulder, he got up and slipped to the side of the wall to get to Lao Wu's side.

"Hey, I said, you're very ruthless" Hu Dabao spoke loudly, which startled Lao Wu, and quickly covered his mouth, but it was already over, and he saw that Old Man Zhao flew towards their position.

Shocked Lao Wu into a cold sweat again, quickly pushed Hu Da's arms away, and rolled a few times to the side, and then heard a muffled sound of "bang", and Old Man Zhao hit the courtyard wall behind the place where they were just staying. But before he had time to congratulate himself on hiding quickly, Lao Wu suddenly felt that his leg was pinched by iron tongs, and his leg bones were squeezed by a huge force and made a creaking sound.

Old Man Zhao's whole body was blackened, his chest was hit by bullets with many holes, his body was stiff but his movements were agile, and he didn't feel like a corpse. Lao Wu was so hurt that he almost couldn't help but shout, but suddenly he couldn't make a sound when he remembered it, if he made a sound at such a close distance, he would definitely be directly dragged off by Old Man Zhao. But he couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't have any weapons at hand that could be used to attack, so he was definitely looking for death if he tried his best, and at this moment, he suddenly heard Hu Dajiao screaming.

"You're an old immortal!" He actually threw himself behind Old Man Zhao, wrapped his arm around his neck, and broke it backwards with all his might.

Old man Zhao was so touched by Hu Da Wing, he directly let go of the hand holding Lao Wu's leg, stood up and turned in a circle, trying to grab Hu Da Arm behind him. But his shoulders seemed to have been completely stiffened, and his hands were stretched out at most, and it was impossible to grasp what was behind him, so he had to keep turning in circles, and his shoulders were dizzy, and he made a "cooing" sound.

Hu Dabao also saw that this guy couldn't catch him, so he kicked on the gap in the green bricks in the hospital with both feet, pushed the back of the old man Zhao with one hand, and suddenly exerted force with the other arm that was holding his neck, and with a shout, he lifted the old man Zhao in the air and then let him fall face down on the ground. Hu Dabao took the opportunity to ride behind Old Man Zhao, pressed him to the ground, and then raised his fist and punched the back of his head and neck in front of him.

Hu Dazhu punched dozens of punches in a row, which can be described as a fist to the flesh, and the "dong dong" sound of the hit. It stands to reason that Hu Da's body is fleshy, and his natural strength is not small, if a normal person is beaten so many punches with the back of his head exposed, his brain will have to be beaten into a paste, but Old Man Zhao's body is surprisingly hard, if there is a layer of leather wrapped on the outside of the iron block, it is someone who beats others, but his fist hurts extraordinarily. After the fight, Hu Da covered his hands and grinned and called, but Old Man Zhao was still waving his hands and still struggling.

"You fucking you! It's really a stone in a pit, smelly and hard! I don't believe that the hammer won't kill you! Hu Da was tired, rested for a while, and raised his elbow to smash the back of Old Man Zhao's head a few times, still as if he was smashed on an iron plate, his arm hurt so badly, and his whole body was sweating.

But because of the pain in his arms and hands, Hu Dabo relaxed slightly, and the old man Zhao under him stood up directly with his hands on the ground, flipped Hu Dabao over and fell on his head. Immediately after that, his head was held down by a hand, and he directly pinched his head and dragged him from the ground, and then was choked by the neck, and a violent force was about to pull Hu Dajiao's head off his shoulder.

The moment Hu Dafang was choked by the neck, his eyes became bloodshot and red, his face was full of bulging green tendons, and he couldn't breathe with his mouth wide open, so he could only make a strange sound of "uh-uh". The most terrifying thing is the hand that keeps twisting his head, because Hu Da Arm is big, and his neck is much thicker than ordinary people, it may take a little effort to pull his head off, but Old Man Zhao's strength at this time is indescribable, and the two Hu Da Arm are not his opponents, so he can only let him pull his head, and the twisted vertebrae make a clicking sound.

Seeing that his head was dragged down, Hu Dawei scolded in his heart where did Lao Wu die? Why don't you come to help him, if you confess this time, you have to screw off Lao Wu's head for him.

Just thinking of this, he suddenly heard a low roar beside him, as if he was moving some heavy object, and then there was a sudden loud "bang" in front of him, Hu Dabao felt that the old man Zhao in front of him seemed to have been hit by something, and he fell to the ground with him, and the hands that held Hu Dabao also let go.

Hu Dazhu stretched out his tongue and coughed hard, lying on the ground and opening his eyes, he vaguely saw Lao Wu bending over and picking up the stone bench from the ground, lifting the heavy stone bench above his head with a loud cry, and then threw it down violently, smashing the head of the old man Zhao who was lying on the ground and still struggling to stand up, and splashed black viscous and smelly liquid everywhere radially.

Lao Wu propped his hands on his knees, gasped for breath, and then kicked Old Man Zhao's arm again, making sure that this time he was really dead, and he couldn't move anymore, so he shook off the rain on his head, and said to Hu Dawei with a wry smile: "No, isn't this over, ah?" I'm okay old man, right? ”

Hu Da was lying on the ground, facing the rain, his whole body hurt, especially his neck, as if he was sleeping on his pillow, and when he heard Lao Wu half-jokingly, he couldn't help it, and said with his teeth bared: "Go cool!" If it weren't for your voice, I would have smashed out the old brain, and I still need you? Besides, can't you move faster? My head almost snapped off! Hey, old Wu, there's someone behind you!" Hu Dawei was talking when he suddenly found a dark figure standing behind Lao Wu.

When Lao Wu reacted, the back of his head was pressed against something cold, it was a gun.

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