Chapter 159: I Think So Too
"Oh no, Brother Dog is on top again!"
Da Zhu'er slapped his forehead, and his head was as big as a fight.
"What a thing to do at this time!"
The mule stomped his foot and scolded anxiously.
"What shall we do?"
Zhang Meng walked up to the mule and asked.
As soon as the mule turned around, he found that the big brothers around him were all looking at him as if they were looking at him.
He was at a loss for a moment, and then suddenly he understood.
Today, he summoned the people, and now that there is a black cauldron, who will carry it if he doesn't carry it?
The crime of inciting infighting in the hall is not small, three knives and six holes are all light, and if you don't do it, you will die!
But seeing that Li Gouzi was playing with a foul on his back, and he wanted to kill fifty people and hundreds of people in Sihaitang, he couldn't ignore it, right?
The mule took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "In the past, support Brother Dog, if something goes wrong, count me on Luo Dashan!"
"Hey, that's the way to go!"
Zhang Meng snorted, but never said a word of sharing.
The mule sneered in his heart, and secretly said that his eldest brother had never been very close to these people, which was not unreasonable.
"Let's go!"
With a wave of his hand, the mule took the lead and was the first to cross the dividing line between Wutongli and the cattle and sheep market.
......
Bufeng dragged the horse chopping knife, and walked towards Li Gouzi with a blue face.
He didn't say anything harsh.
He knew that a ruthless person like Li Gouzi who didn't want to die, and it didn't have any effect to be ruthless.
Li Gouzi was not intimidated at all, and also dragged the knife towards Bufeng.
As soon as the two eldest brothers moved, all the people under them rushed forward.
It's about to be a hand-to-hand fight!
The difference is that the brothers of the Blood Knife Team behind Li Gouzi are all excited, and their eyes are almost spewing fire.
On the other hand, the Sihaitang Gang under Bu Feng, although their number was several times that of the Blood Knife Team, they were all a little grinding when they pressed forward.
They are afraid.
It's not the fear of Li Dogzi.
It's not the Blood Knife Team behind Li Gouzi.
What they were afraid of was the blood tiger standing behind Li Gouzi!
That bloody tiger's revenge is well-known.
And how iron his relationship with Li Gouzi is, he is also famous.
They all have doubts in their hearts: If they really kill Li Gouzi today, will they be able to survive tonight?
Just as the two sides were about to collide together, the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps came.
The men and horses on both sides stopped at the same time.
"Brother dog, what are you doing, the hall master is looking for you to drink!"
The mule made his way through the crowd, walked up to Li Gouzi, and grabbed his arm.
Li Gouzi glanced at the mule, then turned his head to look at the team of people and horses brought by the mule, bared a mouthful of yellow teeth, and smiled.
"What are you talking about? Bloody ...... What are you doing with this kind of bad thing?"
"Yes!"
Li Gouzi nodded, and casually threw the head in his hand at Bufeng, "Don't you want it?"
Bu Feng hugged Han Baohu's head, and on the shiny head, the sinuous green tendons swelled violently.
The hysterical killing intent frantically tore at his reason like a hungry wolf.
But the greater fear was dead on the killing intent in his heart, and the phrase "do it" was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't shout it.
Yes, he is also afraid!
Afraid of Zhang Chu behind Li Gouzi.
Zhang Chu has become a demonic obstacle in his heart.
"Let's go, let's go home and drink!"
Li Gouzi waved his hand at the brothers of the Bloody Clothes Team, turned around and walked towards the sycamore.
However, as soon as he turned around, he saw a group of people coming from the other direction.
"Let's go?"
"Where are you going!"
Li Gouzi retracted his step, and tightened the door knife in his hand with a smile.
When the mule saw the man, his heart sank.
The person who spoke was Chen Dao!
Flying Eagle Hall, Chen Dao!
The Wutong of the Black Tiger Hall, the Qinghua Street of the Flying Eagle Hall, and the cattle and sheep market of the Sihai Hall are distributed in a "Y" shape, and the junction of the three major areas is a three-fork intersection.
Now, the Flying Eagle Hall rushed over from the other side of the three-way intersection, just cutting off the retreat of the Black Tiger Hall's people.
This became the people and horses of the Four Seas Hall and the people and horses of the Flying Eagle Hall, blocking the people and horses of the Black Tiger Hall in the middle of a long street.
The three halls combined, more than 1,300 people!
In an instant, this relatively spacious long street was blocked.
Chen Dao arrived, and the fear in Bu Feng's heart dissipated.
He smiled.
The laughter is extremely hideous!
The mule saw that the situation was wrong, and was about to speak, when Li Gouzi had already spoken one step ahead of him: "How are you doing?"
"How?"
Chen Dao was crying, tears were crisscrossing his face, but there was no half crying in his voice, "Kill people to pay for your life, and pay off debts!"
Chen Dao's personal strength was the highest among the three heroes of the Zhenbei Army who entered the Blue Dragon Gang, but this person was the most nonexistent of the three.
He didn't go crazy.
It's not as good as Han Huyin.
Everything is in order.
After entering the Qinglong Gang, the most brilliant thing he did was to take Zhang Chu's twenty knives on the joy of Zhang's housewarming.
But at this moment, all the members of the Blue Dragon Gang found out that Chen Dao turned out to be the most evil among the three!
"Oh, that's a no-brainer!"
Li Gouzi snorted his teeth and smiled, "Han Baohu was killed by Lao Tzu alone, when Lao Tzu broke in, he was still holding his concubine and was happy, he saw Lao Tzu, turned over and wanted to escape, Lao Tzu rushed up, cut his hamstrings with a knife, and then slowly, cut him twelve times, and finally chopped his head with a knife!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
Bu Feng listened to his smug words, jumped up with a horse chopping knife like a madman, and slashed at Li Gouzi's head.
Li Gouzi turned around, picked up the big knife on the door panel, and slashed it out as if swinging an axe.
"Bang. ”
The volley of Bu Feng flew back upside down, and was held up by several Sihaitang gangsters, looking at Li Gouzi in disbelief.
He was about to doubt his life.
Li Gouzi stood firmly in place and glanced at him contemptuously: "Just by you, you are also worthy of killing Lao Tzu?"
After speaking, Li Gouzi turned around, looked at Chen Dao in the distance, and said in a bachelor's voice: "People were killed by Lao Tzu, and it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu's brothers, if you want to kill or chop, come to Lao Tzu alone, and let them go back to the sycamore!"
"It's all coming......"
Chen Dao looked at Li Gouzi and said resolutely: "Just stay!"
Li Gouzi raised his thick eyebrows, and was about to reply, when he heard a familiar voice coming from behind Chen Dao.
"That's good, that's what I thought!"
When the words fell, the audience was shocked.
In the Blue Dragon Gang, no one knows this voice!
Chen Dao turned his head suddenly, and the Flying Eagle Hall gang behind him seemed to have a straight line in his heart.
I saw Zhang Chu, who was shirtless, riding a black high-headed horse, slowly walking into this long street.
He held the reins in one hand and a long, narrow knife in the other.