Chapter 65: The Great Battle of the Guilty Society

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We followed the sound to this stall, only to see a lot of pigs on the ground, at first glance, and Lu Tianci rode the one is no different, only to take a closer look to find that the butt of this thing is engraved with a crooked "big pig".

The girl touched the chin of one of them: "Can this pig fly?"

"Nonsense, you can't fly and send it to the slaughterhouse. The peddler saw at a glance that we were not like people who could afford high-end consumer goods, so he twitched the corners of his mouth, frowned, pushed the girl's hand away, took out his handkerchief and wiped the place where the girl had just touched.

The girl has higher expectations: "Then can this pig talk?"

"Of course, I can also sing Peking Opera!" The hawker was about to demonstrate the function of "Qingda Big Pig", when suddenly there was a commotion of chickens flying and dogs jumping on the opposite side of the square, and dust was rising from under the high platform and spreading.

The frightened voices of the street vendors came one after another: "The 'Cheap Crime Club' is coming!"

They fled in all directions as if they had met a flood of beasts. The one on the left pulled the mask to his face and ran down the alley, the one on the right pulled up the footwrap and jumped onto the roof, and the one on the back threw three Trace Pills on the ground and disappeared through the smoke...... The one in front of him was not ambiguous, he rode on the "big pig" with his ass, pulled the pig's ears violently, and the "big pig" rushed out sideways with a roar, and crashed straight into the house on the side of the square, leaving a dark hole in the wall where people and pigs were one.

The square was in shambles, and a few hawkers who had not had time to escape lay on the ground, curled up and moaning. A large group of heavily armed people swept over under the shroud of dust and smoke, they were divided into two camps, the front was fierce, the pace was firm, and the neck and arms were tattooed. The skin of those who followed behind was very clean, with an angry face but not enough to be distracted, arrogant but slightly exaggerated, and the pace was not confident and domineering enough.

The leader of the group was a dark-skinned woman with a donkey's face, because she was too dark to tell her age, in fact, I was not sure of her gender, the only recognizable feature was a slightly bulging breasts, but it could also be a man who loved fitness or had an excess of estrogen. She, or he, wielded a three-foot-long sharp knife, directing her men to attack from all sides as she went, like an experienced animal trainer.

A hideous-looking bald fat man approached from the side, glanced at the cottage "Optimus Pig" on the ground, and shouted at me: "You are not small, dare to make dangerous vehicles privately!"

I pointed to the wall in the distance: "It's none of my business. ”

The bald fat man glanced at the hole, and immediately added a degree to my guilt: "And destroying public property!" said as he picked up the hammer in his hand and broke the leg of a shivering vendor next to him. I felt both incomprehensible and angry, even if I had destroyed public property, what had to do with this peddler? I unhurriedly unbuckled my belt and was ready to teach the scoundrels a lesson.

The other head saw what I was doing from a distance, his eyes widened, and he raised his knife and pointed at me: "What are you doing! What do you want to do! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you?" This voice is sharp and thin, and I can't hear men and women, but the woman should say "old lady", so he should be a man.

The bald fat man understood the intention of the head, screamed strangely, and rushed over with a hammer, revealing a piece of dry tartar meat in his open tunic in the wind, and the appearance of his teeth and claws was both ridiculous and hateful.

Click, ouch! The hammer slammed into his foot, and his arm was dislocated. The hooligans were stunned, but they had seen the world before, and they immediately reacted: "Yo, you can do qigong, let's go together!" The minions came out in response and pounced on me with all kinds of blades.

I took a few steps back, held my breath, and made a few moves between breaths, and immediately knocked the three men who rushed to the front into the air, and by the way, I used their bodies to knock all the people behind me to the ground, dizzy and injured. A few of them still wanted to behave, struggled to get up and continue to charge, and I knocked them down one by one as fast as I could.

The girl clapped her hands again and again: "It's so handsome!" I was about to be modest, when I suddenly saw a flash of white light, and at the same time, my waist seemed to be pushed hard by something, and then I heard a "dang long" sound, and a sharp knife fell more than ten meters away on the left. Even more astonished than I was the head of the head, who had just been slashed at my waist with a flying knife and was bounced out alive -- he certainly didn't know the origin of the "death shield".

I walked in three steps and two steps to the head, and he looked at me with the same eyes as the hawkers looked at him, and his voice swayed and jumped in the wind: "You, you, who are you?"

I said, "Is it your turn to ask questions? What is the origin of your 'sluts' to dare to do such evil?"

Seeing that my expression was obviously not as ferocious as his own just now, he calmed down a little and replied cautiously: "Yes, it is the 'Pan Taiping Prefecture Comprehensive Improvement Committee for the Construction of a Beautiful Human Settlements', referred to as the 'Pan Construction Association'. He paused, then added, "We are here to do things for the yamen." ”

The girl snorted: "Bullying the people for the yamen?"

"No, no, these people are selling here every day, operating without a license, disrupting the market, blocking traffic, making noise, really unruly, and tomorrow there will be a competition here to select the heroes, and the order from above is to clear the field, and we are also on errands. ”

"People didn't steal or rob, they set up a stall to eat, and they could commit such a cruel hand?" the girl kicked the murder weapon on the ground, "Deliberately hurting people seems to be heavier than all the crimes you just said combined, right? What should I do with you in your way?" she said, picking up a machete and casually scraping the tip of the blade with her thumb.

"Ah, the woman spares the woman's life, it's our fault, the little ones are not sensible and take a heavy shot, you have a lot of chances!"

"We don't have to say this, we have to ask them if they agree. The girl gestured to the vendors lying on the ground.

The head immediately ordered a pockmarked face next to him who was knocked out of his front teeth and covered his mouth and wailed: "Cry a bird mourning, don't go quickly!"

Mazi got up with a bone, ran to a hawker in three steps and two steps, muttered a few words to him, and took out some broken silver and stuffed it into his hand, the peddler didn't dare to take it, and Mazi face shouted "Take it", and he took it into his arms with trepidation. Then Mazi turned her head and smiled at us, her mouth full of blood that looked like sesame pancakes dipped in chili sauce.

The peddler immediately stood up with all his strength, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, I accidentally fell on my own, it's nothing to do with them, let them go!"

Then Mazi Face used the same steps to obtain the understanding of several other injured vendors, and returned to us with a grin, holding three gold bars in both hands: "Brothers, know that you are wrong, please send the two heroes." ”

The girl and I looked at each other in a complicated mood, and there was nothing to say. The anger in my heart suddenly became pale and weak, and I didn't pour it out, and the victims repaid their grievances with virtue, so why should I be unjust?

"Forget it, be honest in the future!" I glanced at them in disgust and turned around. >