"How long will it take?" Jing Lin, who had just squinted for a while in the back seat, opened his eyes and asked casually.

"Big brother, you still have to walk three streets, and it will only take more than ten minutes if you don't get stuck in traffic." It was Zhang Zhong who spoke, the head horse under Jing Lin.

"Damn, I don't know if You Liang's waste is very good." Jing Lin sat up scoldingly and lit a cigarette.

"Brother Lin, there seems to be a car crash in front of you, blocking the road." The driver slowly stopped the car, and the cars that followed behind were lined up, and they all slowed down.

"Go, go, get down, let them go." Jing Lin waved his hand impatiently.

"I'll go, big brother." Zhang Zhong opened the door and got out of the car, walking towards the place where the car crashed in front of him.

A sedan and a delivery truck collided in front of them, and the two cars were right in the middle of the road, and the goods of the truck were scattered on the ground, blocking the road to death.

"Fuck you, will you drive and rush to your mother's funeral?" In the car were two young people in society, with tattoos and colorful hair. One mouth and three sentences are not separated from dirty words.

"Why do you two young men talk so badly, aren't you kidnapping?" The truck driver looked like a rural man, wearing a dirty vest and a white turban around his head.

"Hey, hey, don't get in the way here, get out of here, get out of here." Zhang Zhong walked over scoldingly and waved them to get out.

"Fuck you, who are you talking to?" The young man saw that someone was more horizontal than him, and he was suddenly unhappy.

Zhang Zhong was laughed at by him, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he pulled out the machete from behind his back and pointed at the two of them, "Gang Zhao, hurry up and get out of the way, I won't say it a second time." ”

When the two young men heard the Zhao Gang, their faces suddenly changed greatly, and they instantly changed their playful expressions, and the arrogance just now was gone, "Hehe, it turned out to be the brother of the Zhao Gang, we have eyes and don't know Taishan, let's go, let's go." ”

The middle-aged man didn't seem to have heard of the Zhao Gang, and when he saw that they were leaving, he anxiously stepped forward to stop them.

Zhang Zhong waved his big knife and crossed the middle-aged man's chest.

"I can't let them go like this, my goods are broken, and they have to pay me." The man shouted anxiously.

"I have a chicken feather relationship, get out of here, and I'll chop you up with another nonsense." Zhang Zhong said impatiently.

"This, this..." The middle-aged man was helpless, sighed and squatted on the ground to collect the goods scattered on the ground.

"Don't take it, I told you to get out of here, you didn't hear it." Zhang Zhong saw that he didn't drive away, but squatted on the ground to put away the goods, and walked towards him with a knife.

"Big brother, it's not easy for me to do some business, I want to find them to lose money, you don't let me, my goods may not be broken, and you can also reduce some losses." The middle-aged man looked pitiful.

Where could Zhang Zhong listen to his nonsense, he grabbed the man's collar and lifted him up, "You don't understand what people say, do you, then don't go, I... ”

Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and he looked down to see that a shaky dagger had been inserted into his lower abdomen.

As soon as he raised his head, the honest and helpless look on the middle-aged man's face was long gone, replaced by a grim face.

didn't have time to think about it, he pushed the middle-aged man away, staggered back a few steps, and yelled, "Brother Lin, there is an ambush!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, as if to match his words, countless black-clothed people poured out from the streets on both sides, armed with machetes, rushing towards the convoy.

Jing Lin could see clearly in the car, he was shocked and angry, flew out of the car, and shouted, "Brothers, there is an ambush, meet the enemy!" ”

The middle-aged man was Zeng Yuan, he took a knife and went straight to Zhang Zhong not far away.

If you really want to talk about fighting, it is not known which of the two is strong and who is weak, but Zhang Zhong was stabbed in the abdomen, and now where is Zeng Yuan's opponent.

Zhang Zhong fought and retreated, and after a few hard cuts, the wound in his abdomen was bleeding even more, his face became more and more pale, and he could barely hold the knife in his hand.

He retreated to the side of the car, leaned against the front of the car and sat down, he really didn't have the strength to fight anymore, even if he didn't have to kill Zeng Yuan, he would have to bleed too much and die after a while.

But Zeng Yuan didn't think so, and took advantage of your illness to kill you. Zhang Zhong is not bad, if he hadn't attacked in advance, it would not have been impossible for him to be killed by Zhang Zhong, so he didn't want to give Zhang Zhong a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, so he directly slashed at his neck.

Just when Zhang Zhong closed his eyes and waited for death, a machete swirled in the air and came quickly, directly flicking the knife in Zeng Yuan's hand away.

In the distance, Jing Lin, who had just shaken Chang Long away with a knife, shouted at Zhang Zhong. "Fuck you, there are less than a hundred people on the other side, stand up for me and kill them!"

Zhang Zhong opened his eyes and looked around, where is this here to ambush, it seems that the people of the Blood Alliance are here to send them to death. He didn't know where the strength in his body came from, he roared, stood up with his knife, and fought with Zeng Yuan again.

Chang Long looked at Jing Lin, who picked up a knife and rushed up, and secretly complained, he was not Jing Lin's opponent, plus the enemy was outnumbered, he was in a hurry, and he was in a mess with his own knife skills.

And Jing Lin saw that the hundred or so people of the Blood Alliance moved to the car side while fighting, and there were already many car tires punctured on his side, so Chang Long's thoughts were white.

"Separate some people and show me the car, they are running for the tires, and the rest of the people will wrap them around me from the periphery!" Jing Lin's voice directly put the 100 people of the Blood Alliance in a dangerous realm, and the tires of the car may not be destroyed, and people can't run.

Seeing this, Zeng Yuan gave up fighting with Zhang Zhong, gritted his teeth, "Come on a few people who are not afraid of death, rush with me!" As soon as the words fell, more than 20 men stood up in an instant, and rushed over with Zeng Yuan.

Chang Long instantly blew Zeng Yuan's thoughts, and he yelled, "Ah Yuan! Come back quickly! ”

"Brother Long, hurry up and take your brothers away, or we will die in vain!" Zeng Yuan didn't look back, and rushed in with about 20 people.

"Fuck you!" Chang Long's eyes were red, and he was about to rush up with his knife, but he was hugged by the big man next to him, "Brother Long, let's go, or Brother Yuan will die in vain!" ”

"You step on your horse and let me go, do you let me watch my brother die!!" Chang Long roared hoarsely.

"Brother Yuan can't come back!!" Dahan's voice was crying.

Zeng Yuan and the others are rushing to death, they don't fight with the little brother of the Zhao Gang who is watching the car at all, you cut me twice, I directly resist you to destroy the tires in the past, this kind of suicidal fighting Zhao Gang really can't stop it.

Chang Long looked at Zeng Yuan, who was covered in blood with five or six knives in his body, and even slashed the tires of three cars, and the whole person was stunned in place.

The big man next to him took the opportunity to pull Chang Long and yelled in his mouth, "Brothers, withdraw!" Hurry up!! ”

The Blood Alliance had already thought of a retreat route, and dozens of motorcycles parked in the dark plunged into the complex and narrow alleys with one foot on the accelerator and disappeared.

The rest of the people in the Blood Alliance were basically hacked to death with random knives, and the people of the Zhao Gang checked it, and only two vans were intact and could still be driven, and the other tires were already miserable.

Jing Lin looked at Zhang Zhong, who had already lost his breath after losing too much blood, and his teeth were about to be crushed. One hundred people ambushed three hundred of them, destroyed the car, Zhang Zhong was still dead, and the price paid by the other side was only twenty people.

He felt that his chest was about to explode, he stepped forward quickly, looked at Zeng Yuan, who was sitting next to the car, already dying, raised his hand and slashed Zeng Yuan's head directly, "Fuck your mother, send this kid's head to Chang Long on a cloudy day." ”

After saying that, he was still angry, and slashed the headless corpse twice, "The two cars that can be used, first separate some people to go, and the rest, those who can take a taxi, and those who can't take a taxi run away, in short, give me the fastest method, within twenty minutes, if you can't get there, I can't spare him!" ”