This group fight of dozens of people, fighting, has become a farce. On the surface, it is imposing and heard, but in fact it is not fierce at all, let alone bloody.

A few of the guys did bring knives, but they were window dressing, and they were usually volleyed in front of people's eyes, scaring the enemies who rushed forward into the matter; And the other party is also interested, seeing the person with a knife, basically walking around, anyway, there are so many people, just drill it and be safe.

As a matter of fact, after the first wave of charges and hand-to-hand encounters, the vast majority of those on both sides who were indiscriminately filling up and fishing in troubled waters found favorable terrain and took steady steps to prevent themselves from being beaten or injured.

As a result, except for the seven people who really have enmity between the two sides, the others are basically in a state of seesaw.

Among the two bosses, Brother Biao is more satisfied with this situation, because in terms of strength, he is in an absolute weakness. Since everyone is not serious about fighting, he is optimistic that he will succeed, so he should watch the performance; I am no longer afraid, and my plan to escape is completely dispelled here.

Therefore, he continued to lengthen his voice, singing his inspirational song:

"You don't have to complain if you're out of your mind for a while, and you don't have to be afraid for a moment of despair. Love to fight to win. ”

But Brother Liang was quite dissatisfied with this. It's just infuriating.

The reason why Brother Liang spoke ill of Brother Biao as soon as he entered the scene was because he brought more people, in addition to the things that the big man wanted, he also wanted to take this opportunity to suppress Brother Biao's arrogance.

If Brother Liang can return home with a complete victory today, the rivers and lakes in Fenglin Town tomorrow are likely to be a different pattern.

I never thought that those subordinates, who usually bully ordinary people on the street, are extremely arrogant, and really fight, but they are so uncompetitive and fight into such a ridiculous situation; And that hateful pig fat biao actually has the leisure to stand opposite, talking nonsense with a tune. sang so badly that he couldn't wait to beat the other party in the end.

Of course, Brother Liang didn't end up, boss, he can't end up in person.

He first picked up the half of the cigarette that had just fallen on the ground, took a big puff, but got a mouthful of dust, and after spitting more than a dozen mouthfuls of saliva, he took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth again, lit a paper towel to wipe his buttocks with a lighter, and lit a cigarette with a burning tissue.

In fact, he just re-enacted the classic scene of "The True Color of Heroes". Then, Brother Xiaoma's demeanor returned to Brother Liang. It's a pity that no woman was seen here, otherwise it would cause another scream.

Brother Liang took a big puff of smoke, held the cigarette between his index and middle fingers, lit the center of the battlefield, and scolded:

"Your sister, hurry up and beat me, fuck me hard."

He is not scolding the enemy, but commanding his men. But he, the commander, also pays too little attention to the propaganda language, your sister in the first day, and you have to force others to help you beat other people's mothers. How can this be true in the world?

However, in the eyes of Brother Liang's subordinates, since the boss has spoken, he can't help but express something. So everyone rushed forward three steps in the scolding of Brother Liang, made two false moves, and shouted in their mouths, supplemented by the most ugly foul words in the world. For a while, the momentum in the field was a bit like a flame in the bellows, rising high.

But after the flames flickered, they wilted again. Except for taking three more steps of the enemy in the position, the war is still a tug-of-war.

No one knows how long this see-saw will last. If there are no accidents, it is likely that it will be until dawn the next day.

However, the unexpected still happened. What makes people laugh and cry is that the root of this accident is because of an iron pot for stir-frying.

More than 40 people have fought so far, and the only thing that has seen blood is a small steel cannon, with a mouth full of blood on his face, which looks quite dazzling. The other injured was Shar Pei, who had a fist-sized bag swollen on his head, but the bag on his head was covered with hair, so he couldn't see it from a distance.

Therefore, in terms of image, the worst thing is the small steel cannon. No wonder he cried so sadly.

But crying is useless, the hatred of the rivers and lakes has never been resolved by crying. Those five guys are still chasing the little steel cannon and Sharpei.

Among the seven people who have grudges on both sides, Chen Meng added two, and the hatred between them and Xiaogang Cannon was the deepest.

First of all, a long time ago, the small steel cannon was beaten by Chen Meng and Erjo in the black alley. Secondly, before Brother Biao arrived, the little steel cannon was pressed to the ground by Chen Meng and Erjo to cry for his father and mother.

Until Brother Biao arrived at the scene, the situation reversed, Chen Meng and Erjo and their accomplices, a total of five people, were pressed to the ground by Brother Biao's people, and the small steel cannon took the opportunity to take revenge, and found a long wooden board from nowhere, and smashed it on Chen Meng and Erjo, and because he was really angry, he used his strength to eat milk when he fought. After beating Chen Meng and Erjo's buttocks, he got up and even walked crookedly.

In the end, Brother Liang drove two truckloads of people to come, and the situation reversed again, how could Chen Meng and Erjo easily spare the little steel cannon?

As a result, the three people in the field were the most ruthless. All of them had a fierce look in their eyes and a murderous aura. Anyone can see that if there is a death tonight, it must be caused by these three people. Later facts also proved this.

After the little steel cannon cried, seeing that the other party still did not give up, his heart was ruthless, he couldn't hold back his crying, turned around and took a long wooden stick from his companion's hand, and vowed to fight to the death.

Seeing this, the other party, Chen Meng, also turned around and took a watermelon knife from his companion's hand; Only Nijo turned around, but he had no companions, and he didn't find a weapon for a while.

Seeing that Nijo had no weapons, the small steel cannon smashed the wooden stick as it was convenient. The two shoulders were hit hard with a stick, and with a strange scream, both hands immediately grabbed the other end of the stick. The two wrestle.

Chen Meng saw that the little steel cannon was tripped by Erjo, regardless of the three-seven twenty-one, picked up the watermelon knife, and slashed at the arm of the little steel cannon.

Xiao Gang Cannon didn't expect the other party to really dare to cut it, and was surprised. Although he only had one eye to see, he was not slow to react, let go of the stick and turned to flee. Of course, Chen Meng was in hot pursuit.

Because there was a knife chasing and chopping behind him, the little steel cannon ran faster than a rabbit this time. In a hurry, he ran into the old man's house. It should be said that he ran in to find a handy weapon, a kitchen knife or an iron rod.

The little steel cannon groped around the house, but found no weapon, only an iron pot set in the corner. Later, Chen Meng had already chased into the door with a knife, so he had to lift the iron pot with both hands and use it as a shield.

It was dark inside the house, but there were street lights outside the house, and the two went back and forth, and the ping-pong hit the outside of the house again. Although the two of them made the loudest noise, none of the dozens of people had the leisure to look at them. It's not a heroic competition, it's not technical, it's not ornamental, and of course there is no audience.

Unexpectedly, the old man, who had been laughing and watching the battle leisurely, suddenly shouted:

"My pot, my pot."

While shouting, he lunged in the direction of the two. It's as fast as a twenty-year-old.

The little steel cannon and Chen Meng fought so loudly that no one wanted to turn their heads to take a look, and the old man suddenly shouted loudly, but it attracted everyone's attention. People were surprised and surprised by his shouts, coupled with the chaos of the scene and the noisy voices, some heard it as "my fault", some heard it as "my fault", most people thought that he was suddenly possessed by a hero, and wanted to rush into the center of the battlefield to calm down the war.

When everyone saw it, the old man had already run to the side of Xiao Gang Cannon and Chen Meng, and his mouth was still screaming:

"Don't break my pot, don't break my pot."

This time, everyone was stunned, and they didn't know what the old man was doing.

In the meantime, except for the old man himself, others really can't understand: this pot is the most valuable and only valuable thing in the old man's house. You can fight and tear down his house, but you can't smash this pot.

Because this pot was bought by the old man for one hundred and twenty yuan. And this money was earned by the old man selling several fake medicines on the street, and he deceived two or three wronged people.

The old man is destitute, and he doesn't need anything at home, but he can't live without a pot. As long as there is this pot, you can put it in any corner, pour rice and water, and you can cook rice; Cook half a pot of rice, and you can eat pickles and radishes for two or three days. Once the pot was gone, he would have to starve that night. You know, he's penniless now.

Therefore, the old man tried his best to protect his pot.

At this time, he had already run to the forbidden area where Xiao Gang Cannon and Chen Meng were fighting, and he was likely to be injured by mistake. But he couldn't care less, and reached out to grab the pot in the little steel gunner's hand.

The little steel cannon finally got a shield that could block swords and arrows, how could he give up? With both hands swinging back, trying to avoid the old man, he didn't expect this swing, the bottom of the pot smashed against the wall, and with a "bang", a fist-sized hole was broken. The old man was immediately heartbroken, and shouted to the sky:

"It's broken, it's broken, my pot."

But both sides of the war ignored him. Chen Meng saw that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, looked at the empty door, and stabbed the small steel cannon with a knife; Although the pot in the small steel gunner's hand was smashed into a hole, it could still protect itself, and with both hands, the iron pot went away with the watermelon knife.

The iron pot and the steel knife collided in the air. After colliding, it bounced to the side, and next to the two of them, it happened to be the old man. So, the iron pot and the steel knife both bounced on the old man's body.

It's okay to smash the iron pot on your body. The key is that the watermelon knife is long and has a sharp edge, and under the action of elastic force, it just passed through the hole in the center of the iron pot and stabbed into the old man's body.

And that's not all. Chen Meng's knife was originally aimed at the thigh of the small steel cannon, and he didn't want to die, but the knives and pots intersected, the forces collided, and the angle deviated upward, just because the old man was relatively short, and the knife just pierced his left chest and heart.

All three of them were fixed at the same time. The old man winked at the little steel cannon and said:

"You're fucking smashing my pot, you're not done."

He turned his head and winked at Chen Meng and said:

"Can you hold your knife a little steady? You're fucking stabbing me. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he slipped down the wall.

The little steel cannon was stupid, and as soon as his hand was released, the iron pot fell to the ground; Chen Meng was also stupid, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the watermelon knife remained in the old man's fingers. At the same time, the two of them saw that the blood on the old man's chest gushed out from the gap between his hands holding the knife.

The little steel cannon was dumbfounded for a while, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted:

"Killed, killed, this bastard killed."

In fact, there was no need for him to shout, everyone present saw this scene. Including Brother Liang and Brother Biao, they were all dumbfounded.

No one expected that a brawl would end with murder; And the one who was killed was an outsider.