"Hey, hey~ You're not kind, boy, this is mine!"

The front is killing lively, and the fat dun is jumping straight in the back, looking around, Wuyang and Wuyang are all people, and more than a dozen white-skinned ones have long been submerged in black, not to mention people, and there is not a single shadow in sight.

Fat Dun'er scolded in the back with a white face:

"Get out of the way, let me have an axe~"

"Fat brother, I'm sorry, I've been holding back for a long time just for this knife, can't I let it~" This kid is also a god, and he turned around while swinging the knife, he really doesn't treat the other party as an outsider?

Poor Irishman, having fought all his life, has never been so cowardly.

These Chinese don't talk about martial arts at all, and they don't know what chivalry is.

What kind of ability is a group fight? Do you have the ability to do one-on-one?

In fact, they should be content, the one who started the most yin was squeezed to the back because of too many words, and if he was replaced in front, it would be called suffering.

"Hey, hey~ Leave me a good one~" Fat Dun'er brandished his axe and was furious.

Xiao Er rushed to the front, although it was Li Yaoyang's hand that made the first move, but his hands and feet were really not as fast as Xiao Er.

And Xiao Er, like the Irish, doesn't like to use weapons, he directly punches and kicks to open the way, and greets the deadly places, temples, back of the head, and throat, and he will fall when he gets it.

There were only a dozen or so targets in total, and as soon as he rushed up, he lay down three in an instant.

Li Yaoyang specializes in the strong man on the other side, cutting people like chopping vegetables and melons, which is called a neat and neat one.

These two people divided a small half of the goal, how many more can be left for the brothers behind?

Fat Dun'er still wants to have a good time? Don't dream, it's called eating meat, and the soup won't be given to you, and even the work of washing dishes will be saved.

No matter how wronged he is, it's useless, the villain dies because of talking too much, there is a reason.

Group score situation, if you don't have a weapon, just greet with your fists and feet, you can fight for a while.

If you have a weapon, you can only go long for 10 minutes, and you can only survive for 15 minutes.

After all, the lethality is too great, and a few slashes will fall down, and no matter how thick the blood tank is, it won't last 15 minutes.

And if one side has weapons, the other side is bare-handed, and the number of people does not prevail, then it is not called a group fight, it is called a group fight, or unilateral crushing.

From the time Li Yaoyang saw the first knife to the end of the battle, it didn't take a total of 5 minutes.

This is still because several brothers grabbed a target, and they delayed time in order to compete for who would land first, otherwise three minutes would be enough.

The street behind him was still pitch black, but it was obvious that the residents inside had been woken up.

With such a big movement, it's a miracle not to wake up.

But they didn't dare to come out to be heroes, and they didn't even dare to turn on the lights, for fear of being implicated.

At this time, there were more than a dozen seriously wounded people lying on the ground, each with blurred flesh and blood, lying quietly in a pool of blood.

The worst person was slashed more than 30 times on his body, like a blood gourd, and blood gushed out.

At least, there are more than a dozen knives, which is the strong man cut by Li Yaoyang.

Everyone can grab the target of Fat Dun'er, but they don't dare to grab Li Yaoyang's target, nonsense, robbing people with the boss, crazy, right?

This one also has no breath in, his pupils are beginning to dilate, and he is not far from death.

Li Yaoyang squatted down and took a look, he was very satisfied with the knife he had at the beginning, it was simply the best solution for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder, perfect symmetry.

"Go and call the Pacific Hotel and inform them that someone is injured here and that they should come and treat them immediately."

"Yes~"

Murder and punishment will never be absent.

I made you badly injured, but I saved your life, do you think you should hate me or thank me?

This battle ended too quickly, many brothers were not happy, and there were not a few brothers who didn't drink the same soup as Fat Dun'er, and you can see how unhappy they are by looking at their expressions.

"Drive the car over, move the goods, and don't leave a straw~"

"Yes!"

If you can't cut people, move the goods, it's all hard work, it's no different~

Several people worked together, comparable to ants moving, and easily emptied the cargo hold.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it, half an hour ago it was full, and now, it's so clean that even an ant on the ground can see it clearly.

When Colin Donner arrived, he saw such a scene.

It's saved the money of finding someone to clean it, it's really clean.

"Damn! Bastard! His arms and legs were waving wildly, his mouth was scolding and spitting, and his white skin turned red.

There is no doubt that the next ten minutes are Colin Donner's one-man one-man show, fully interpreting 100 postures after a person goes crazy.

Let's put it this way, if a dancer saw it with his own eyes, he would have dropped his jaw, because Colin Donner's body coordination is something that no dancer can have.

"Boss, let's send someone to send the wounded to the hospital first, otherwise the blood will run dry~"

Colin Donner looked back and glared:

"Fuck off! Let them die, no one is allowed to save them, a bunch of waste, can't even look at the cargo hold, what use do I want them? ”

"But..."

The subordinates still had to fight, but they didn't expect Colin, who was angry, to take out his gun directly and shoot directly for no reason-'Bang~', the man didn't blink to death.

This shot frightened the subordinates who still wanted to help speak, and they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at Colin's red lies.

"Who else speaks for the garbage out there? Open your mouth though! ”

A mouth costs human life, who would dare to open their mouths? Crazy, right?

"Very good, this is a good boy~"

Maybe the shot just now helped him vent his anger, but now he looks less crazy, although his hair took off because of the crazy 'dance' just now, but his expression has calmed down.

"Has Olivier been saved?" Colin asked.

No one answered, and there was a dead silence.

"Are you all dumb? I'm asking, Olivier was rescued immediately? Colin raised his voice.

Still no one talked, and suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, very simply, indicating that there was only one person.

Soon, the other party rushed in, and no one stopped him.

"Boss~No~Oh no~" The man panted and said:

"The Chicago bar is messed up, I don't know what's going on, both sides are doing it~"

"What?" Colin was shocked, a Chinese man had made his head big, and he was still fighting with the Chicagoans, which was a belly and back enemy.

"Bastard, what the hell is going on? How did you get up with the Chicagoans? Didn't you tell you to find someone? Who told you to find trouble? ”

The man said aggrievedly:

"Boss~ don't blame us, the Chicago gang smashed and spoke disrespectfully, and shot before us..."

"You said the other party shot first?" Colin gets to the point.

"That's right! 100% it was the other party who fired first, and we also know that it is important to find someone~"

"Did the man find it?"

And the man who was weak said,

"No~No~"

"Did you not find it or did you not have time to find it?"

The hand trembled, almost frightened incontinence:

"I didn't have time to look for it, the Chicagoans were desperate with us, and it was not easy for the sheriff to come..."

"Rubbish!"

Colin snorted coldly and raised his arm in the other's frightened eyes.

'Bang~' was another shot, and before the poor subordinate could figure out what was going on, he fell to the ground stiffly, with an incredible expression on his face.