The next person who rushed in was Xia Liuzhong, followed by two young men with bells and whistles. All three had sticks in their hands.

Xia Liuzhong's expression was the same as Yang Shuai's, his face was full of anger; The two who followed behind were hung up. The eyes are squinting, at an angle of forty-five degrees to the sky. His mouth was moving, presumably chewing gum.

Those two guys looked a little younger than Tang Shan, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

One of them has a relatively thin body, and his body is empty in a flowered dress, like a mosquito net, and the most conspicuous thing on his body is a lock of green hair dyed on the top of his head.

The other is a fat man, weighing more than one hundred and eighteen, and every part of the bright color clothes is particularly tight, without cracking and exposing the flesh, which can only indicate that the material and workmanship of the clothes are very good.

But his figure is obviously a waste of the material of the clothes and the painstaking work of the tailor.

Usually speaking, the fat man gives people the feeling of being naïve, but the fat man in front of Tang Shan looks a little silly, plus he deliberately wants to pretend to be a hanger, and his demeanor looks even more stupid and stupid, if he accidentally sheds a few drops of saliva, it is no different from a mentally retarded person.

Finally, the top of the fat man's head is dyed with a lock of purple, which contrasts with the thin man's green hair.

Objectively speaking, the expressions of the two people, one fat and one thin, are not at all like street hooligans, but more like a well-packaged entertainment combination, and it is estimated that there will be audience popularity for singing or acting. Falling into street fights is a waste of their talents.

When Tang Shan saw these two living treasures, he almost wanted to laugh. But at the moment he couldn't laugh. Xia Liuzhong didn't give him a chance to laugh.

Xia Liuzhong didn't say a word, first kicked over the table in front of him, and then picked up a stick and smashed it towards Tang Shan. Fang Tang screamed and pounced to protect Tang Shan, not caring about whether he could withstand this stick.

Tang Shan couldn't let Fang Tang block the stick for himself. According to his estimate, Xia Liuzhong's stick was knocked down, if it fell on Fang Tang, she would be so weak that she would have to lie down for more than half a year if she didn't die.

So he simply turned sideways towards Fang Tang's side, and pushed her out with both hands at the same time.

Because of Fang Tang's screaming and pounce, Xia Liuzhong's stick blocked slightly, but in the end it was knocked down. Originally, it was aimed at the top of Tang Shan's head, but due to the push on Tang Shan's side, his body moved obliquely, and the stick smashed between the back of Tang Shan's neck.

One is because Tang Shan's body is tilted towards Fang Tang and he is unstable on his feet, and the other is that Xia Liuzhong's hand is really heavy, Tang Shan received this blow and immediately fell face down to the ground.

The pain in his back penetrated into the bone marrow, and because of the presence of many people, Tang Shan just opened his mouth and held back without shouting.

Xia Liuzhong didn't seem to be in ordinary anger. One hit is successful, pick up the stick and smash it a second time.

Fang Tang was furious, screamed again, picked up a bench at his feet, and threw it at Xia Liu Zhong. Then he threw himself on Tang Shan's body again.

Fang Tang was like a hen guarding her cubs, spreading her limbs, putting every part of Tangshan under her own protection, and she looked brave and ruthless.

After all, Fang Tang was weak, and the stool didn't have much force to throw out, and the speed was not fast enough. Xia Liuzhong turned the stick upside down and pulled it out, and the stool fell to the ground on the side.

But his second blow was blocked by this, and he didn't strike again. Because no matter which angle you hit it from, the stick will fall on Fang Tang's body.

Xia Liuzhong pointed at the underground Tangshan with one end of a stick and scolded angrily:

"You wild egg, you don't ask who I am, you dare to call the police to arrest me?"

Tang Shan got a chance to breathe, turned over in pain, and wanted to stand up, but he didn't succeed, and finally just sat behind Fang Tang. Fang Tang was still half-squatting, his hands ridiculously spread as far as he could, protecting the front of Tangshan.

Tang Shan's back was extremely painful, and he was a little afraid in his heart, but he was not convinced:

"Fuck you, who said I called the police?"

As soon as the words came out, Tang Shan regretted it. He should continue to play dumb so he can appear innocent.

Before Xia Liuzhong could speak, Yang Shuai was the first to express his anger and stupidity:

"Who said that? What the police said. ”

Tang Shan does not believe:

"You're as stupid as you are? How can the police talk nonsense to you? ”

There is another sentence Tang Shan couldn't help but say: Even if it is really my secret, the police can't easily tell you, you are just a street hooligan, and you are not the policeman's father.

Yang Shuai continued to express his stupidity:

"Bastard, still don't admit it? I've seen the call logs you called the police. ”

That sounds true. Tang Shan secretly complained, he didn't expect to be sold by He Ren so easily.

Then he angrily scolded He Ren's ancestor for the eighteenth generation, damn, don't you want to kill me if you show the call records of my police to others? Not to mention that you are a police officer, even if you are an ordinary person, secrecy is an essential quality.

Even when it comes to this, Tang Shan still can't admit that he called the police, and he must grit his teeth and stand up to the end. Otherwise, today's affairs will definitely not be good.

Tang Shan took a deep breath and bluffed out:

"It was just me making a personal phone call. Think about it with your head, you should call 110 to call the police, and if I really want to call the police, I will definitely not use my own mobile phone, and then let you easily find out that I did it. ”

The first sentence is not easy to explain, why do you have to make a personal call to the police? Is the call time just after the game has been booked? The latter assumption sounds reasonable.

Yang Shuai had a bad brain, and he didn't know how to question the first sentence, but he was confused by the following few reasonable assumptions, and he couldn't turn around for a while, and looked at Xia Liuzhong next to him in a daze, hoping that he would come out in time to save the scene.

Xia Liu Zhong snorted coldly:

"The police said it was you who called the police, and it must be you. It is useless to quibble. ”

In one sentence, Tangshan's attempt to muddy the water was completely dissolved. The fact is also true, the police said that you did it, and it must be you who did it, and then it is to go back and make any assumptions.

Tang Shan was deflated and had nothing to say for a while.

Yang Shuai immediately came to his senses, picked up the stick again and smashed it over, ignoring the fact that there was a weak girl in front of Tangshan, and shouted confidently:

"Pay back, 100,000."

Tang Shan was a little inexplicable when he heard it, why did he owe this straw bag 100,000? Every time we meet, we owe him money, and the amount is stacked one by one, what kind of is this?

But at this moment, he had no time to question or refute, because the stick came in the air, and if he accidentally hit himself, it was a trivial matter, and it fell on Fang Tang's body, she couldn't bear it.

Tang Shan jumped up suddenly, grabbed the stick with both hands one after the other, grabbed the empty with his front hand, and grabbed the end of the stick with his back hand, blocking a blow to Fang Tang's shoulder.

Yang Shuai saw that the other end of the stick was grabbed, and pulled back hard, but the stick did not move in Tangshan's palm.

Yang Shuai was unwilling to be snatched away by Tang Shan, and used all his strength to pull back again, Tang Shan let go, Yang Shuai fell backwards behind him, and his right elbow just stabbed at the waist of the fat purple hair behind the right back.

The fat purple-haired monster screamed. Probably in unbearable pain, he jumped back several steps, and cursed something indistinctly in his mouth.

After Tang Shan let go of the stick, he pushed Fang Tang aside to prevent her from being injured by mistake.

Yang Shuai withdrew the stick, stood firm, and launched a second attack, but changed his move and swept the stick to Tang Shan's waist; At the same time, because Fang Tang was pushed aside by Tang Shan, which happened to open the way for Xia Liuzhong, he also smashed Tang Shan's left shoulder with a stick.

The fat purple hair, who was pushed back several steps by Yang Shuai's elbow tip, stood up and came back to his senses, and figured out that the pain just now was caused by Tang Shan, so he spit out the chewing gum in anger, took a big step, and hit the top of Tang Shan's head with the stick in his hand.

In an instant, a situation was formed in which three people besieged Tangshan alone.

Tang Shan is just a half-baked butcher who has killed pigs, but he is not a martial arts master, and he can't resist the stick of three people.

Tang Shan's first thought was to turn around and run away. Of course, there is no escape. Because five steps behind him is the wall, and there is no door to the outside.

Fang Tang's reaction was half a beat faster than Tang Shan's, and with another scream, he rushed over and hugged Xia Liuzhong's elbow. As soon as Xia Liuzhong shook off, she fell to the corner of the wall, tears streaming down her eyes.

But also because of her call, she resolved Xia Liuzhong's blow for Tangshan.

Because Fang Tang rushed over, Tang Shan immediately dispelled the idea of turning around and fleeing, and decided to fight the trapped beasts. He couldn't let Fang Tang face the enemy alone no matter what.

However, Fang Tang was immediately thrown out again, which distracted Tang Shan. He was originally going to repeat the old trick with his right hand, grabbing Yang Shuai's stick, but this distraction, the shot was slow, and before he could fully lift it, Yang Shuai's stick hit him heavily on his arm.

Tangshan hurt into the bone marrow. But he didn't even have time to scream. Because the fat purple hair was also close, the stick struck down on his head.

Tang Shan's right hand was in pain, so he could only use his left hand to protect the top of his head, close his eyes and raise his right foot to kick out.

Because of the timely guard, Tang Shan was not hit by the top of his head, but the stick hit his left elbow heavily, and it hurt again. He couldn't help but curse a foul word that made no sense at this moment:

"Holy."

However, Tang Shan's full force kick with his right foot did not miss, and happened to kick on the lower abdomen of the fat purple hair. The dead fat man screamed again, stood unsteadily, took many steps back, still failed to stabilize his fat body, and sat on the ground.

This was the end of the first round of attacks.

There was one more person on the other side who didn't make a move, and that was the skinny green hair.

But before they could launch a second round of attacks, the fat purple hair's ass had just touched the ground, and suddenly they screamed.

Everyone thought it was strange, didn't they just sit on the ground unsteadily? Can you scream so loudly? So everyone, including Tang Shan, couldn't help but turn their heads to look at him.

Fat purple hair reached out and touched the back of his buttocks, and took a look at the front, with a long vermicelli hanging between his fingers. Throw it away, reach out and touch it again, and touch the blood in your hand.

It turned out that this guy was very unlucky, and sat on a sharp piece of broken porcelain and plunged deep into the fat. When the fat purple hair saw the blood on his hand, he cried out very unproductively, and confided in others while crying:

"Bleeding, bleeding, bleeding, bleeding in my ass."

The skinny green hair, who had not moved all this time, hurriedly walked over to check.

Yang Shuai's anger intensified, and he smashed it over Tang Shan's head with both hands. Tang Shan was shocked, thinking to himself What kind of deep hatred do I have with you, and you want my life?

This time, Tang Shan learned smartly, not to run or hide, but to take a step forward, and grab Yang Shuai's wrist with both hands at the same time. Because once the opponent's wrist is controlled, the stick will naturally not work.

This time, Tang Shan's right hand just grabbed Yang Shuai's left wrist tightly, and while dissolving the blow on the top of his head, his left hand was not idle, holding back the pain in his arm, and snatching the opponent's stick.

Xia Liuzhong, who was next to him, saw that Yang Shuai had lost the upper hand, and he didn't care about the bleeding fat purple hair over there, and rushed over to attack Tangshan.

This time, Xia Liu Zhong gave up the stick, used his legs instead, learned and used them now, and kicked Tang Shan's abdomen with one kick.

Tang Shan's left * reached the stick, and his right hand violently threw Yang Shuai out.

He had undergone long-term intensive training in grabbing pork legs with both hands, and his strength was very strong, coupled with the reaction force of Xia Liuzhong's kick in his abdomen, how could Yang Shuai's fragile little body withstand it?

Yang Shuai was thrown into the air and flew up, and then fell far to the ground. However, he was a little luckier, and he didn't sit on the broken porcelain piece, but his left elbow joint was thrown off and dislocated.

He quickly got up from the ground, his left hand hanging on his waist, and suddenly he also cried, looked around and confided in everyone:

"Broken, broken, he broke my hand."

Tangshan is not having a good time either. was hit by Xia Liuzhong's full force kick in the abdomen, and the person fell backwards into the corner of the wall, and the back of his head hit the extremely hard wall brick, and his eyes were so painful that he couldn't see anything.

And the stomach was churning suddenly because of the violent blow from the outside.

Tang Shan couldn't help but sigh, and all the rice noodles he had eaten just now spit out.