Qi Dong bent down to pick up the long-haired man's helmet from the ground.

He was going to use this helmet as a weapon, after all, there were so many people on the other side, and they all had sticks in their hands, even if they lined up for him to fight, his fists couldn't stand it.

Qi Dong straightened up, waved his helmet at the riders around him, and motioned for them to let the horses come. However, the surrounding locomotives suddenly stopped, and the roar disappeared.

Just when Qi Dong felt strange, a rider in the direction of seven o'clock took off his helmet, revealing a face with a wide forehead and pointed cheeks.

"Hey, boy, get out of RB right now, and we'll let you go!" the monkey-faced man said loudly, a look of disgust on his face.

To Qi Dong's surprise, this person did not speak Japanese, but authentic Chinese, with a local accent.

Surprised to surprised, Qi Dong still looked around vigilantly, ignoring the meaning of the man at all.

"Hey, did you hear that! I hate Chinese the most, don't force me to clean you up!" Seeing that Qi Dong ignored him, the monkey-faced man's tone was much more vicious.

"Are you Chinese?" Qi Dong's face suddenly became gloomy.

Hearing Qi Dong's question, the monkey-faced man looked disdainful and said hatefully: "Bah, Lao Tzu is not a Chinese, must he be a Chinese if he was born in China? Lao Tzu has already immigrated to RB and become a glorious and sacred RB person! You pig, get out of RB quickly, or I will chop you into pieces and throw you into the Pacific Ocean!"

I have to say that the first time Qi Dong encountered this kind of biker party, and it was also the first time he was besieged by a large group of gangsters, even if his strength was extraordinary, it was inevitable that he was a little uneasy, but after he heard the words of this monkey-faced man, he couldn't help but clench his fists, and he wanted to vent it with a lot of strength in his heart.

He was already angry in his heart.

He never thought that in today's society, there are still such traitors.

Bleeding the blood of the Chinese, but doing the things of kneeling and licking the RB people.

The raging anger ignited in Qi Dong's chest, the anger had already made him lose his composure, and the previous caution about this gang of rampants had been left behind by him.

He took a deep breath and sped towards the monkey-faced man.

Seeing Qi Dong's sudden attack, the monkey-faced man put his helmet back on his head in a panic, and then put his hand back on the accelerator and twisted it violently.

However, as soon as the roar of the locomotive sounded, Qi Dong had already rushed to him.

In a flash of lightning, Qi Dong grabbed the handlebar in reverse with both hands, and pulled it hard, and the Yamaha in front of him was dragged to the ground by someone and the car.

Then, Qi Dong dragged the monkey-faced man out of the seat of the motorcycle, took off his helmet, rounded his arm and slapped him in the face.

"Smack!" The crisp sound even drowned out the roar of the locomotive, and the monkey-faced man tilted his head and spat out two teeth and a large mouthful of blood mixed with saliva from his mouth.

Qi Dong gritted his teeth and said, "You are not worthy of speaking Chinese!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Dong kicked the opponent's ass again, and directly kicked the monkey-faced man to the group of riders.

The monkey-faced man made a weak babbling sound that sounded like Japanese and seemed to be asking for help from the riders around him.

However, to Qi Dong's surprise, instead of coming over to help, the surrounding riders were laughing unscrupulously, and the laughter through the helmet looked particularly weird.

Finding that no one came to help him, the monkey-faced man's face turned red, and he turned to scold at Qi Dong in Chinese: "Bastard, stop it! If you dare to beat us RB people, my brother will kill you......!"

Qi Dong didn't let him continue, a helmet flicked over and knocked him unconscious.

To be honest, he felt quite sorry for this guy, he betrayed the country for glory and was not recognized by his masters, what a pitiful worm......

The next moment, the roar of the locomotive resounded in the stadium again.

Qi Dong didn't panic anymore, he picked up the monkey-faced man's water pipe and swung it head-on towards the red Suzuki Hayabusa head-on.

The screech of the clash of gold and iron was followed by the sound of the helmet shattering, and the rider of the Suzuki Hayabusa was knocked down and rolled in pain on the ground with his face clutched, while the red motorcycle continued to rush towards the barbed wire fence at the edge of the course.

Next, one heavy locomotive after another roared towards Qi Dong, and the rider sitting on it waved the stick in his hand and beckoned down to Qi Dong's body from all angles.

Qi Dong kept running, Rao was agile, and in the face of so many locomotives and sticks, he was also forced to be left and right, embarrassed.

"Bang!" Qi Dong was hit the back, and the rider who succeeded let out a strange cry of excitement, and another stick fell on his head.

The pain made Qi Dong even more angry, and in a fit of rage, he raised his hand to catch the baseball bat, endured the sharp pain from the tiger's mouth, ripped the other party off the motorcycle, and then swung a stick towards the rider.

"Click-" The baseball bat snapped, and the rider's helmet was shattered, revealing a bloodied face that had passed out.

Qi Dong's toughness also frightened the people of those people, and in the face of Qi Dong, who was becoming more and more brave in the war, those riders were also a lot more cautious, riding a motorcycle around Qi Dong, no longer making easy moves, but waiting for an opportunity to shoot while distracting Qi Dong's attention.

The riders sometimes narrowed the encirclement, sometimes expanded, constantly putting pressure on Qi Dong, and the dust and exhaust fumes raised by the bikes made the surrounding air turbid.

After being beaten with a stick, Qi Dong calmed down, standing in the middle with a water pipe in his right hand, his body was motionless, but his eyes had already stared at everyone's every move, and he seemed to be back to the state of playing baseball that day.

At the moment when the brakes of a locomotive sounded, Qi Dong made a move, took half a step back with his left foot, dodged a baseball bat, shook his hand at the water pipe, and the right hand of the sneak attack rider was broken.

"Ahh

Taking advantage of this precious opportunity, Qi Dong dragged an overturned locomotive to the ground in each hand under the noses of the besieging riders, walked towards a corner of the stadium, and said viciously: "Come and try!"

Although they couldn't understand what Qi Dong was saying, the riders didn't dare to move for a while, the sound of broken bones was still vivid, and the guy with his broken right hand was still wailing, which couldn't help but make his companion's heart tremble.

After running to the corner, Qi Dong stacked the two locomotives horizontally in front of him, so that he was flanked by barbed wire, and there were locomotives in front of him, making it difficult for the other party to drive the locomotive in. If the other party can't use the locomotive to close the circle, then his danger will undoubtedly drop a lot.

Being besieged by a locomotive is a very disadvantageous thing for Qi Dong, he needs to concentrate on facing enemies in all directions, and he also needs to beware of hidden sneak attacks, which makes him under high mental pressure for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will feel a little tired.

But now in this situation, he has undoubtedly found himself a favorable position.

Sure enough, instead of ignoring the obstacle and rushing up, the biker stopped two or three meters away from the obstacle, and then two riders came down to remove the locomotive that was lying across the ground.

Qi Dong sneered, and went up with one person and one stick, knocking the two riders to the ground.

Seeing this, the other riders immediately scolded, and a few even took off their helmets and threw them at Qi Dong. Qi Dong knocked the smashed helmet away like playing baseball, and after the helmet rebounded, it knocked down several people, and whenever someone approached, he went up to hit a stick, and those people couldn't help him at once.

After shouting insults at Qi Dong, one of the leader-looking people whispered to the other riders, and then, the remaining seven or eight riders grabbed their weapons together and swooped over the locomotive towards Qi Dong.

Qi Dong was shocked when he saw this, but quickly responded.

After enduring a stick, he grabbed a rider as a meat shield, waved the water pipe, and beat all seven or eight people to the ground.

And the guy who was used as a meat shield had already fainted to death, and he didn't know how many sticks he had suffered for Qi Dong.

The rest of the people either had their hands or feet broken, and the lighter ones had their ribs broken, and they were the luckiest compared to those who were knocked out.

At this time, there was only Qi Dong standing on the entire court, and a bunch of people were lying or lying on the ground wailing, looking quite miserable.

With Qi Dong's strength, he naturally wouldn't stay in order to protect himself, but he didn't want to kill people, so he tried to avoid the vital point, otherwise these guys would not just be injured.

After solving everyone, Qi Dong let out a long breath, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and dialed Chen Hao's number.