Chapter 12: If you don't like you, you will have to be flattened (medium)

Zhan Zhizhan's black face turned red, and he was a little embarrassed: "It's a pity that there is no knife!" Hey...... As long as there is a knife in your heart, no knife is better than a knife! ”

Speaking of which, Zhan Zhizhan regretted very much that he didn't bring the nine-handled flying knife that his father gave him for self-defense. If there were throwing knives, it would be easy to deal with these stinky hooligans. In fact, although these dozen or so little hooligans are vicious and can scare people to death, they are all people with wrong views after all, and they are not some demons and monsters. It's a pity that Zhan Zhizhan has not yet merged with the "Great Demon Mandrill" at this time. Otherwise, the "Big Demon Mandrill" is just stretching out a little finger, and these dozen little hooligans can't parry. Or, "Big Demon Mandrill" is like the "Golden Lion King" Xie Xun in Uncle Jin Yong's "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" shocked everyone with a "lion roar" on Wangpan Mountain, just "woo" and roar, these dozen little hooligans will become Henglu Jingji in "Pursuit".

The sea raised his eyes and glanced at a circle of more than a dozen hooligans who were about to move, his eyes didn't look at Zhan Zhizhan, he was very calm, like a big brother persuading a little brother and said: "There are no knives, don't mess around here!" This is not a place to be reckless, it's not a place to play, let's go home and sleep! Otherwise, your mother should be in a hurry! ”

Zhan Zhizhan poured another bowl of wine, tilted his neck and drank, clicked his lips, and praised: "It's really good wine!" ”

Since this "sea" looked down on him so much, Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but be a little discouraged. He hugged his fist to the sea again and said, "This big brother, I drank three glasses of such a good wine from you, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart!" ”

"Don't take that little shriveled calf, delay the business!" A rascal got a little impatient, took two steps forward, raised an earthen pistol to the head of the sea, and scolded: "The sea, your mother is thirteen and you have today!" ”

The sea's expression did not change in the slightest, and he still looked at the powder gun in the little rascal's hand very indifferently, and said coldly: "I said that there is no big or small stinky boy, you speak politely to the elders, take away your trolls!" ”

"You're welcome? Lao Tzu looked at you unpleasantly, and opened your brain with a shot, do you believe it? Don't know? Lao Tzu will cut whoever is not pleasing to the eye! What can you do with the sea? The little rascal cursed, and the powder gun in his hand was sent forward.

Zhan Zhizhan was very upset about the sea, he only felt that his brain was hot, he immediately stood up, shook his body in front of the sea, crossed his hands around his waist, and said loudly: "Just by virtue of the identity of this big brother, you are not worthy of doing it with him one by one!" I drank three glasses of good wine from this big brother, hehe! I can't repay him, so I have to block your gun for him. If any of you dare to touch this big brother, kill me first. ”

"Your mother is a stinky little calf, this is your own poor and looking for death, I can't complain about your grandfather!" The little rascal with the gunpowder gun was stunned for a moment, then annoyed, and the muzzle of the gun slowly turned to Zhan Zhizhan's face.

Just as Zhan Zhizhan held his breath, waiting for the best opportunity to use "Grappler" to snatch the powder gun from the little rascal's hand, suddenly, a wine bottle flew out from behind him and went straight to the face of the little rascal holding the powder gun. The little rascal instinctively dodged, and the powder gun in his hand made a deafening loud noise, and the lead bullet hit the wall no more than thirty centimeters from the head of a waitress.

The waitress screamed "wow", as if she had been shot, and collapsed on the ground.

Suddenly, a figure flickered, flashed in front of Zhan Zhizhan, only to see him withdraw and change his shadow, taking advantage of the little rascal's dodge wine bottle, his left hand quickly penetrated, grabbed the little rascal's arm holding a gunpowder gun, took a left step to cover his right foot, and hit the little rascal's chest with a "bang" with his right palm, causing the little rascal to fall backwards. Good! The move of "the sea" to defeat the little hooligan is very similar to the half-move of the second fall "Jade Girl Shuttle" in "Eighteen Falls in Clothes", but it seems to be a bit nondescript.

Just when the sea desperately pounced on the little hooligan with a powder gun to save Zhan Zhizhan, the tables and chairs and benches in the restaurant immediately flew all over the sky, and they turned into a pot of porridge. Behind the sea, a few little hooligans swung their knives and chased after them. Among them, a little hooligan with a kitchen knife chased the fastest, chased less than a meter behind the sea, lifted the kitchen knife and cut it down, the back of the sea seemed to have eyes, and he didn't look back, kicked out with his left foot, and kicked the chest of the little rascal with the sole of his foot. The little rascal who picked up the kitchen knife screamed and flew straight out, but the slash of the kitchen knife in his right hand was quite fierce, and with a "poof", it was slashing on his right leg.

This little rascal was definitely not more than twenty years old, and he rolled on the ground with his thighs in his hands, and cried out in pain: "Ah...... 'sea' you shitty calf!" I...... Hurt...... It hurts me! ”

These few rabbits rose and fell, extremely fast, Zhan Zhizhan had already seen clearly that it was the sea that was sitting at the table at the right time to make a move. The sea has always been calm and composed, Zhan Zhizhan had already guessed that he was by no means an ordinary person, but he didn't expect to be so good. Zhan Zhizhan admired it in his heart, and nodded secretly: "Borrow strength to fight, close strength; De-force unloading, with sound assistance. The sea is small, and it is really extraordinary! ”

Thinking of this, Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, but he still didn't forget the etiquette, hugged his fists very respectfully, and said to the middle-aged man: "The seniors' kung fu is so powerful, why bother the juniors to make a fool of themselves again." Hey! I'm ...... That's it! ”

Before the sea could answer, he suddenly saw the light of the knife flickering, and two kitchen knives and a machete slashed fiercely towards Zhan Zhizhan, no more than a foot apart. Zhan Zhizhan quickly took two steps back, grabbed the table beside him, and set up a few little hooligans who were vicious and undisciplined, but they were almost slashed at the same time, and there was no way to parry them. Just as Zhan Zhizhan was about to attack the little rascal holding a kitchen knife closest to him, suddenly, a hand silently grabbed his right shoulder. At the same time, Zhan Zhizhan felt a cool breeze hit his neck.

Whether it is a person who has been trained in actual combat or not, everyone knows in their hearts that when life and death are at stake, the competition is speed. Fortunately, Zhan Zhizhan's reaction speed is definitely very incomparable, when Zhan Zhizhan's consciousness has not yet reacted, he has already relied on his instinct to buckle the back of the little rascal's hand with his left hand, and make the sixteenth fall of "Eighteen Falls in Clothes" "Buckle the wrist and stick the elbow", the right foot is back, the body turns right, and the right hand is used to support the little rascal's elbow from the back up, and quickly turn the arm forward and downward, the left hand grabs the little rascal's wrist and presses inward, and the right hand sticks and cuts the enemy's elbow, and both hands work hard at the same time to make the little rascal's hand twisted. The toe of the right foot is upturned, and the front foot of the little hooligan is hooked forward and upward, so that the little hooligan's center of gravity loses control and falls outward.

Zhan Zhizhan snatched the knife of this little rascal with his hand, and when he took it in his hand, it turned out to be a triangular scraper similar to a bayonet of a Type 56 automatic rifle. Under the fluorescent lamp of the hotel, the triangular scraper is dark and shiny, and three deep semicircular grooves stretch to the flat tip of the scraper, and an eerie murderous aura comes out from above, which is really a good knife!

At the moment when Zhan Zhizhan was stunned and looked at the triangular scraper in his hand, a figure quickly pounced on him, and with the flash of the knife, a sharp and incomparable homemade little devil saber slashed viciously at his head. At this time, if you want to hide again, it is obviously too late, Zhan Zhizhan tongue bloomed with spring thunder, shouted, flipped his wrist, and blocked the deadly knife of the sneak attacker. With a loud bang, the two knives emitted dazzling sparks, and Zhan Zhizhan only felt that his palm was numb, and the triangular scraper in his hand was almost flying out. Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but be taken aback in his heart, and secretly praised in his heart: "This son of a bitch is so strong!" Lao Tzu didn't knock his knife away! ”

Zhan Zhizhan looked at it fixedly, and it turned out to be a big man with a height about him, his eyes were red, and his face was full of beards, and he fixed the saber tightly in his hand with a strip of cloth, just like Zhan Zhizhan and he had a hatred for taking his wife, and he was gritting his teeth and glaring at Zhan Zhizhan angrily.

"Damn! It's not that his strength is inferior to others, it's that he tied the knife to his hand. But this guy is also a ruthless guy who grew up playing with his life! Zhan Zhizhan only felt that his blood was beginning to boil, and the stronger the opponent, the more he could stimulate his fighting spirit. The tip of the bearded knife pointed at Zhan Zhizhan, and with a step, it quickly attacked him. Zhan Zhizhan's ambition suddenly rose, and he wanted to see how strong this bearded man really was. So, Zhan Zhizhan did not retreat, shouted again, and quickly raised the military stab in his right hand. There was another crisp sound of the "bell", and Zhan Zhizhan's arm was numb again, but he stood steadily. Although the other party had the advantage of the heavy sword force, and it was a full-strength blow, and the strength was very domineering, he was still shocked by Zhan Zhizhan and staggered back a few steps.

How could Zhan Zhizhan give the bearded man another chance to attack again, not to mention that there were dangers around him, and he could be cut by the other party at any time. Zhan Zhizhan's figure flickered, and he was very agile to get close to the beard's side. It is the so-called "one inch short and one inch risk". In hand-to-hand combat, the power of the small and lightweight triangular scraper is fully exerted. After a few rounds, where can the bearded man parry Zhan Zhizhan's onslaught? I don't know when, two wounds were added to my body.

"Hehe, little brother, you are really good!" Zhan Zhizhan glanced at it, and saw three or four little hooligans lying at the foot of the "sea", writhing in pain, and he was looking at Zhan Zhizhan with a smile. Zhan Zhizhan arched his hand at him and smiled in return.

The bearded man is by no means comparable to the average gangster in society, and he is a complete outlaw. He took advantage of the moment when Zhan Zhizhan was distracted, he did not give up this fleeting opportunity, and with a flick of his wrist, the little devil war knife in his hand swung out again, slashing at Zhan Zhizhan's left shoulder viciously. Zhan Zhizhan turned on one side, and the lightning and fire dodged the blade, but the bearded man was very fast, and his attack was extremely vicious, and at first glance it was a real skill that he had learned from a group fight on the street.

Seeing that the beard was desperately attacking him, Zhan Zhizhan was furious in his heart, and used a trick in the routine of "Emei Thorn" to attack the beard. The beard was also unambiguous, and when there was no room for hair, he turned to one side, dodging the triangular scraper, but he did not avoid Zhan Zhizhan's kick. With a muffled sound, the bearded man screamed, covered his neck in pain, and his steps staggered.