One might ask, why not just go straight to the mall?

First, Brother Jie, Dong Fatzi, and Huang Yuqing are all innocent people, and if I go in, I will inevitably affect them.

Second, although there are many people in the mall, it is not as safe as the university, not to mention that it is still open, and it is not good for me to run as soon as I want.

Not only do I have to find a way to escape, but I also have to kill as many people as I can.

I need to figure out what these people are.

But I was about to raise my feet and leave, but Qin Tianming stopped me and said viciously: "Want to go? Dream! Stand here for Lao Tzu! ”

"When my brother Qiang comes, Lao Tzu wants you to kneel and kowtow to me one by one!"

My face was slightly gloomy, and I looked at him coldly: "Go farther, Qin Tianming, otherwise you will be burned!" ”

Qin Tianming sneered and said, "Are you bluffing me? Lao Tzu lost such a big face today, and the king of heaven Lao Tzu can't leave when he comes! ”

I was quite helpless, and I was about to make a move to give him some cruelty, but a cruel laugh came from behind me: "Big nephew, what you say is ruthless!" ”

"When Lao Tzu came out to mix, he didn't dare to be as arrogant as you!"

Qin Tianming was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned his head and smiled: "Brother Qiang, it's really time for you to come, this kid wants to run, you hurry up and beat him up for me!" ”

Approaching him was a middle-aged man wearing a vest and strong arms, with a shaved head, a steady walk, and ears curled inward.

Most likely, it's a black boxer.

In the back, there are also two younger brothers.

Brother Qiang walked up, and when he saw Qin Tianming's appearance, he was surprised and said, "My grass, eldest nephew, how did you become like this?" ”

"Brother Qiang, he gave it all to him."

Qin Tianming didn't say a word, and raised his hand to me.

I was rather speechless, too lazy to pay attention to them, and kept my eyes on the rough men behind me, who had blocked all the way out.

I want to run, I have to go now.

"Boy, you get out of the ...... for Lao Tzu"

As soon as Brother Qiang wanted to speak to me, I pushed him away and slammed him out.

"Want to run?"

"Chase Lao Tzu!"

Brother Qiang was in a hurry, obviously he didn't expect me to slip away from him so quickly, so he immediately yelled and chased after him with his two younger brothers.

However, the next second.

All the people in the square, except for the old people and children, rushed towards me, all with cold faces.

It looks like my rescuers are in place.

"My grass?"

Brother Qiang was dumbfounded, and suddenly came to a sudden brake.

I turned back and gave him a middle finger, and immediately turned and rushed to the right, this place had the fewest people, the largest opening, and the weakest.

Rushing out from here is the best option.

But I didn't expect that the speed of this group of rough men was also very fast, and they actually increased their speed one after another, and directly surrounded the mouth to death.

"Get out of the cage, don't put the bait!"

One of the guys, who looked like the boss, yelled loudly in the vernacular.

This guy has a rat-headed mouse face, and one ear has been cut off, but the look in his eyes is very scary, and he looks like a traitor.

And when I heard this local saying, I couldn't help but be shocked.

It's actually a person who "wears a beam"!

The so-called wearing beams, with secret hangers and dog noses, are all gangsters and ruffians who specialize in taking money to run the rivers and lakes, but they are wearing beams on the road of specialization and only doing one main business.

Kidnap.

In the eighties and nineties, a big bandit came out of Xiangjiang and kidnapped nearly five rich people in a row, which made the entire upper-class circle panic.

So much so that some people in later generations gave him the title of "King of Thieves".

This person is a hall master who wears beams in the mainland.

At that time, the public family of Xiangjiang paid a huge price in order to arrest him, and he became famous in a fight, and made the reputation of wearing beams to the first place among the major gangs.

Their slogans are loud.

Tie wild boars and poultry, pets and animals, and tie up rich and famous ladies, high-ranking officials and generals.

As long as the money is in place, nothing can't be done.

Known as the head of the kidnappers in the world.

The slogan shouted by the rat face just now is the classic vernacular of wearing beams.

Getting out of the cage is blocking the way.

Don't put bait, you don't need to be caught and indulged, just press me to death.

As soon as these words came out, all the piercing beams present had to exert all their strength to kidnap me, and whoever dared to spare their strength would be served by the gang.

My father had told me this kind of local dialect countless times.

What is certain is that these people must have arranged it for the Northern Camel Demon.

My face was quite gloomy, and the way to tie people up was strange, but it wasn't the kind of TV that drove up a van and took people away.

That's called banditry.

It's not called piercing the beam.

It is said that as long as they are on the top of the beam, they can blend in wherever they hide, even in a tightly guarded basement, as long as there is ventilation and sewage.

There is no other reason.

The ancestor who wore the beam left a miraculous skill called "Huangliang Shrinking the Bone".

That is, the bone shrinking work.

So these people are not easy to deal with.

But I didn't give up, and the plan went according to the original plan, but I didn't plan to escape into Lingda, because I now knew who the leader was.

Remembering the look of the rat's face, I jumped on the spot, grabbed the billboard above my head, and swung it forward.

In this way, the encirclement line was jumped.

It's like Jackie Chan in Furniture City.

"Slippery loach, trap me!"

Rat Face began to yell in the vernacular again.

But I've escaped through a gap, and the gang can't all rush in, except for the few who are close to me, and they're moving very quickly.

Three strikes and five divided by two, and he grabbed my arm with his grappling.

I didn't give them a chance to restrain myself, and as soon as I slipped my jacket out, I just broke free, and then quickened my pace.

"I can run!"

"How long can you run?"

One of the piercing beams smirked, took out a piece of hemp rope from his pocket, threw it a few times in mid-air, and threw it at me, just like a cowboy in the west.

My complexion changed slightly, and there is still this way of tying people?

The hemp rope came very quickly, and it was just in the direction of my head, and I could only force my way by grabbing a passer-by next to me and pulling him over.

With a lot of strength, I staggered by.

But this passing big brother is not so lucky.

He took my place and was tied up.

"I'm grass, you're a fake R ......"

He looked confused and burst out in pure Lingcheng dialect.

I looked back and smiled apologetically, but then the beams around me swarmed again, and some of them were on motorcycles.

The sound of thumping the throttle blocked my way.

My face was slightly gloomy, and this time I didn't run away, but grabbed a broom on the side of the road, unloaded the sweeping head, and held the stick in my hand, facing five people in front of me and five in the back.

Fighting with a stick, heavy skills are not strong.

As the saying goes: "The fist is afraid of the young and the strong, and the stick is afraid of the old wolf".

In hand-to-hand combat, those with great strength can have a lot of advantages, but in this case, using a stick to open the way is the best choice.