"Damn, there are a lot of people on the other side, rush out first!"

The bald man who claimed to be Ma Ye snorted, and then rushed in the direction of Wang Zuluo.

Just now he noticed that Wang Zuluo's little white face didn't look like he could fight, as long as he caught the other party, his group of people could escape safely.

The oncoming white-shirted beaters made him put down two of them with one shot, grabbed a steel pipe with his hand, waved it and swept away a few beaters, and continued to rush towards Wang Zuluo.

Wei Jixiang had already led people to entangle this group of people at this time, and as soon as they fought, they found that this group of people was not easy to deal with, and they all had kung fu on their bodies.

Fortunately, Wei Jixiang and there were many of them, and more than a hundred people immediately surrounded each other and slowly compressed their activity space.

The bald man was very neat, with knees, elbows and steel pipe swings, and he had already rushed forward a dozen steps in a few rounds, and by the way, he also knocked down and injured five or six boys.

"Little white face, don't let me catch you!"

The bald head also received four or five blows, especially the shiny bald head, which was cut open by the broken steel pipe in the chaos just now.

Seeing Wang Zuluo leaning on the car outside the crowd and smoking quietly, the bald head immediately broke his defense.

In fact, Wang Zuluo also wanted to go up and have a fight with the other party.

But looking at the other party's appearance, you can know that people have practiced, and they all have the shadow of moves when they beat people. Wang Zuluo knew very well what his situation was, he was not afraid of light than strength, but no matter how strong his strength was, it was useless to beat people.

So he can only fight and assist outside, for example, the current way is to provoke the other party.

To tell the truth, Wang Zuluo himself felt that he was very underwhelmed by this handsome posture that he learned from Serizawa Tamao, a hot-blooded university, and he didn't know how the widow in his previous life was filmed.

I have to say, the little widow's routine is really easy to use, don't you see that the bald head and his eyes are red?

"Ahh Wang Zuluo, Wang Zu..."The bald man fought with the thugs surrounding him with red eyes, and was smashed on the back by a steel pipe before he could parry a few times.

It was Shensha who attacked him, Wang Zuluo has always thought that Shensha is very eye-catching, flexible in fighting, and will not fight hard if he can sneak attack.

But without waiting for Shensha to continue, the bald man carried the steel pipe of the thugs and rushed out of the encirclement.

The bald man opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his footsteps did not stop, and he ran towards Wang Zuluo with a steel pipe.

This steel pipe, he must first smash it on the mouth of the little white face, including the cigarette he was holding and smashed it into a rotten watermelon.

"I'm crazy about you!" The bald steel pipe was raised above his head and came to Wang Zuluo, and he swung it down viciously.

But soon the bald expression froze on his face, and the steel pipe stopped motionless in the air.

"Times have changed, Master Ma." Wang Zuluo held the submachine gun found from the co-pilot's storage box in one hand and slapped the other party's face with the other.

The bald man's eyes changed for a while, and the smile on Wang Zuluo's face made him feel the urge to beat the steel pipe down at all costs.

Wang Zuluo saw the other party's hesitation, slowly withdrew the hand that slapped the other party's cheek, and loaded the submachine gun.

This time the bald man regretted it even more, he had known that the submachine gun was not loaded just now, so he smashed it down.

Wang Zuluo smiled at him, the submachine gun in his hand shook forward slightly, and his mouth made a frightened "oops" sound, which made his bald head shrink in fright.

Wang Zuluo took the opportunity to raise his foot and kicked the opponent's chest, but he didn't have any strength and kicked the opponent out more than two meters away.

Shensha in the back also brought people over, and surrounded the bald man lying on the ground, and the steel pipe kept waving, smashing on the bald man's arm to protect his head.

"Alright, alright, it's just a meal, don't kill it!"

Finally, Shensha lifted the back collar of his bald head and asked him to sit on the ground facing Wang Zuluo's direction.

Wang Zuluo shook the submachine gun in his hand at the bald head, and then reached out to take out the magazine from the car, and shook it as well.

The bald man found that there was no magazine inserted in the grip of the submachine gun at all, and he didn't come up in one breath, and he almost vomited blood in anger.

Truth be told, he was wanted by Interpol and his forces on the Thai-Burmese border were swept away without such a fire.

"Hit the street, how can anyone put a submachine gun with a magazine in the car, what if it goes off?"

Wang Zuluo threw the gun on the passenger seat of the sports car and walked over to the bald man.

"Master Ma, don't you know that you have been tricked? The old boy wants to use his brain, don't these mafias also use their brains? ”

"If you inquire a little before you come, you can know that this is not Hongtai's field."

When Wang Zuluo said this, he looked at the bald face, and directly lost his intention to continue.

Reached out and tore off the gold necklace around the other party's neck, and then took off the Rolex on the other party's wrist, and threw it to Shensha together.

"It's just food money, let him go."

After speaking, Wang Zuluo looked at the men in suits who were being beaten by Wei Jixiang and others, and was a little surprised by the strength of this Ma Ye's men.

Strength means trouble, Chen Mei calculated this guy to himself, he must have felt that baldness could cause trouble to him.

"Let's not know each other, let's make friends. My name is Wang Zuluo, you can call me Liang Zailuo. ”

Wang Zuluo stretched out his hand, ready to pull the other party to stand up from the ground. It's a pity that the bald man has no intention of making friends with Wang Zuluo at all, so he directly slapped Wang Zuluo's hand away, and then stood up from the ground himself.

Raising his hand to stop Shensha and the others who wanted to continue to teach the bald man, Wang Zuluo asked, "Don't give any face?" ”

"I don't make friends with the rats, I planted it today, you have a saying in China, called green mountains do not change green water......"

"Green you mlgb!" Wang Zuluo raised his foot and kicked the bald man's chest again, making the lame Cantonese in the other party's mouth stuck in his throat.

"If you don't accept it to give you face, you can't be a friend and you still talk ruthlessly, Qingshan won't change it, right?"

Wang Zuluo chased after him and kicked directly in the other party's face.

The good leather shoes were suddenly stained with blood, and there was a canine tooth on the tip of the steel-clad shoe inside.

Shaking off the teeth on it, Wang Zuluo thought for a while and said, "Lock them up first, find someone to check their details, and then talk about the rest after they figure it out." ”

It is definitely not possible to put it, let these people with good skills stay outside, Wang Zuluo can't stop eating.

He, Wang Zuluo, walked the rivers and lakes, relying on being kind to others and never holding grudges.

If you don't believe it, you can ask Prince Hongtai, and then you can ask Fubo and Xiyangzai.

"Brother Luo, they don't look like ordinary people."

At this time, Wei Jixiang also walked over and looked solemnly at the bald subordinates who were tied up with cable ties.

"If you listen to the accent, you are not from Hong Kong Island, and when you fight, you are accustomed to protecting your head with your hands and raising your knees, and the moves you use are obviously from Thailand."

Wang Zuluo handed Wei Jixiang a cigarette, and then said: "Find someone to inquire about who Ma Ye is on the Thai-Burmese border, and then find out where those Mercedes-Benz came from." ”

These people were sent to him for no reason, it must have been premeditated, and those Mercedes-Benz cars with serial license plates were not available to ordinary people.

Chen Mei can't either, unless these license plates are fake.

(End of chapter)