Since their debut, the Wang Jintong brothers have been fighting viciously, and tens of thousands of milliliters of blood have flowed out, are they still afraid of a few hairy boys with broken machetes? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

To paraphrase Mencius: "We are now dictating all kinds of disobedience, and we must kick it in the face if we pretend to be b."

Debut does not refer to when he was in Spider Cottage, Wang Jintong at that time was just a scattered person with nothing to do, although he was surviving in the rivers and lakes, but he had not tasted the bloody wind, and his life today is his debut.

Meng Ye didn't know whether he wanted to show himself in front of the newcomer today, or if he really drank too much, anyway, he was extremely violent, and after rushing over to the crowd for the first time, he jumped up and chopped it off at the face of a young man.

And the person on the other side is obviously not a newcomer, 'dang', the other party blocked with a knife, making a crisp sound, and Meng Zifan turned his wrist, and the second knife followed and slashed down.

This knife is too fast, kung fu is actually not how subtle the tricks are, but whose movements are fast, it is obvious that the other party's young man blocked it with a knife, and before the second knife could be blocked, Meng Zifan's knife slashed at the man's face, and blood splashed immediately.

Then Wang Jintong raised the knife in his hand, "Peng. . . Cut on the shoulder of a young man, the young man who was cut knelt directly on the ground, Wang Jintong did not give him a chance to fight back at all, and before he could move, a large knife greeted him like raindrops, and ten seconds later, a bloody man who was unconscious on the ground was born.

Just when Wang Jintong was slashing at the unlucky guy lying on the ground, their crowd also rushed over, and they immediately fought together. And Wang Jintong was the first to hang the lottery, and I don't know who smashed him on the head with an iron rod.

Then Wang Jintong saw a young man with a big mouth and an unusually disgusting scream, stabbing Mo Renjie in the thigh, and Mo Renjie was taking revenge, and he didn't see it at all.

Wang Jintong wanted to go over, but there were too many people, and it was crowded, just when Wang Jintong wanted to shout and remind him, a figure of nearly two meters kicked a young man with an iron rod away, and then blocked behind Mo Renjie.

"Dangdang"

The iron rod hit Yue Kui's leg, the first sound was a blow, and the second 'dang' was an iron rod bounced on the leg. After the man hit, he looked up and saw that it was a strong man who looked black, and immediately retreated, but it was obviously a little late.

Yue Kui frowned, gritted his teeth, grabbed the wrist of the man holding the iron stick with his left hand, and then broke it down, the man's wrist joint hurt, and he directly released the iron rod.

"Poof. ”

Then Yue Kui didn't blink, he directly waved his arm violently, and the short gun was pierced on the man's shoulder at once, and then he grabbed the man's hair with his left hand, picked up the short gun with his right hand as a stick, and smashed it directly on his head twice.

Mo Renjie looked back at Yue Kui and blocked a knife for him, and then immediately burned with anger, his eyes were glowing red, and he directly threw down the machete in his hand. took the young man from Yue Kui's hand and directly resisted him, first a run, and then carried the young man and hit him with his head at a locust tree in the distance.

"Pong. ”

The young man's head hit the trunk of the tree, but he didn't die or faint, but the young man who was hit was obviously confused, and he didn't even struggle.

"Peng. Disheveled. ”

"I'll kill you. ”

Mo Renjie dragged the man's hair and slammed it into the trunk, hitting it four or five times in a row, a blood mark appeared on the trunk, the young man had already died, his head and face were full of mouths, and blood flowed down his neck.

After Mo Renjie stopped, he sat directly on the ground and snorted and panted, while the people on the opposite side had basically been scattered by Wang Jintong and a few others, leaving only weapons all over the ground and pools of blood.

"Run. The rest of the crowd shouted at some point, and then scattered and fled.

In fact, it's not that they are timid, nor how bold Wang Jintong is, it's because of the question of their position, they are nobodies, and they are still nobodies after they run away, and no one will scold them for being baskets or wrecks.

But Wang Jintong is different, Huo Jun used to be one of the best people in Hedong Mansion, since there are some reasons that he is unwilling to compete for the position of the spider cottage and wants to create another world, then he must let everyone in the rivers and lakes know.

And Wang Jintong and these people are the core members of Huo Jun's gang, when Huo is definitely not there, this group of people represents Huo Jun for a certain period of time, so who can run? Wang Jintong They can't run, no matter how scared they are. I can't run either.

"*Do you want to chase?" Yue Kui stretched out his hand and touched the wound on his back, and asked Wang Jintong.

"No...... Pursue...... No more chasing. My lungs are going to explode. Mencius leaned directly against a locust tree and vomited.

Wang Jintong's stomach was uncomfortable, because they had just drunk a few jars of red sorghum, but they couldn't help but vomit, after all, no one looked like Mencius, who was surprisingly thick-skinned.

Wang Jintong looked around, those young people who were beaten away, basically did not go far, just wandered around, there may be several reasons, the first reason, sent someone to find someone, organized a good formation, and continued to work with Wang Jintong. The second reason is that some of them were beaten by Wang Jintong and they lay on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive, and they wanted to wait for Wang Jintong to leave before they came to lead people.

"Let's go. Wang Jintong rested for a while, then stood up, said to the others, and then ran to his little white horse, his BMW was given to Li Xiaoyao, and now this is a BMW that understands people's hearts.

"Big brother, what's wrong with these people, won't they die?" Fu Hongbo looked at Wang Jintong and asked, he might be afraid of killing people.

"Hehe, it's okay, you can't die, throw this. Wang Jintong put his arms around his neck, gave him a reassuring look, and then helped him to a horse and helped him up.

A bloody battle is over. Wang Jintong and the others rode away with a tall horse, and after Wang Jintong and the others walked about four or five hundred meters away, those people ran towards the position just now.

It seemed that after more than a month of calm, Wang Jintong and his brothers were collectively injured again, as if they stayed for a period of time and did not bear the injury, as if they were sorry for the title of Jianghu people, but this does not mean the end of the battle, this is just the beginning of a series of vicious battles, no way, the rivers and lakes are like this.

On the way to the casino, Wang Jintong and the others asked Fu Hongbo and Mo Renjie why they were blocked, and only then did they know how thunderous the fuse of this battle was.

After Mo Renjie and Wang Jintong separated, they originally hired a carriage, here to explain, the general restaurant or inn has a carriage to hire guests, but today the carriage of this restaurant has been hired out, no way, Mo Renjie had to find a nearby inn to hire a carriage, Mo Renjie clearly remembered that the name of the inn was "Longmen Inn".

Just when Mo Renjie got into the carriage step by step, and was about to call a big man who was driving the carriage to "go", Fu Hongbo ran over and said to Mo Renjie: "Renjie, take me along, I can't hire a carriage anywhere now!"

"Come on, don't go home, go live at my house!" Mo Renjie said boldly.

"That's okay, tomorrow you just go home with me to pick up things!" Fu Hongbo thought for a moment, and then got into the carriage.

In this way, two drunks who drank too much and a big man who drove a car went on the road, and there was nothing to do, but when Mo Renjie was eating, he had a long talk with Mencius all night, and Mencius Fan's melancholy and calm aristocratic temperament deeply affected this Mo Renjie, who has no culture, five big and three coarse, and is a poor person.

So Mo Renjie has been imitating every move since this day, and he has been pretending to be a prisoner in human history, Mr. Meng Zifan.

"Little brother, where are you going?" This big man who was driving the car had a beard and a beard, was in his forties, with his arms open, wearing rolling pants, and talking in an urn voice, looking like a farmer farming.

"Go to the end of life, next to it!" Mo Renjie deeply remembered the noun given to him by Mencius, and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

After listening to Mo Renjie's words, Fu Hongbo was a little dazed, paused for a moment, and looked out a little helplessly, although it was the third watch at this time, it was still very hot, especially since they had just finished drinking, so they didn't put down the curtain.

"What is the end of life?" Mo Renjie's words obviously made the coachman who looked like a peasant with no culture a little incomprehensible, he had already driven the carriage for a while, and he couldn't walk blindly on this road in the middle of the night.

"Alas, is the culture of the coachman generally so low now?" Tang Biao sighed, a little looking down on these five big and three rough coachmen, and at the same time, he was deeply worried about the culture of the people of the Great Song Dynasty.

"I said buddy, can you stop? I'm just a coachman, what's the matter, the coachman still has to go to Beijing to catch the exam to make a show? Hurry up and say what's the matter, it's ...... in the middle of the night," the carriage driver said angrily.

"My family lives in Huilonggang, in the alley next to it, understand?" Mo Renjie frowned and explained, Huilonggang is a mass grave, where some poor people are buried, and after a long time, no one worships them, so it becomes a mass grave.

"It's grass, you can say mass graves, the end of the whole life!" The coachman couldn't bear it anymore and actually cursed.

Fu Hongbo frowned when he saw the coachman's move, he had never seen such an arrogant coachman, because the coachman worked for the owner, and if the owner was not satisfied, his job would be gone, but this coachman, isn't he afraid that the owner knows?

"You don't understand, rude.!" Mo Renjie calmly continued to look down on the coachman.

This coachman, who looks like a peasant, is also a strange thing, if he wants to be replaced by someone else, he may not speak, after all, Mo Renjie has drunk a little too much, but he just owes a sentence.

"Fortunately, you said that I will drive to the end of my life, and if I want to drive to the origin of life, I still have to drive your mother!!"

If the conversation at the beginning was a joke, this sentence is Chi Guoguo's scolding, Fu Hongbo, who had just returned from Gusu Wumen, was preparing to make a big move, where could he stand being scolded by others as his friend.

"Smack!!"

Fu Hongbo jumped next to the coachman, raised his right hand abruptly, and slapped a big mouth on the coachman's neck, and then asked with cross-eyes: "Can you speak? Who are you scolding?"

The coachman was suddenly slapped by a big mouth, and then he was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he immediately raised the whip in his hand, pumped it according to Fu Hongbo's head, and scolded in his mouth: "You are paralyzed! Little cub, you dare to hit me!!"

Since Fu Hongbo was eight years old, he followed the head Fei Xiaotong to learn the mist swordsmanship in Gusu Wumen, but at this time he did not draw his sword, and with a 'snap', he grabbed the whip, and then swiped it, and the coachman was like a big round ball, and was swept out.

"Fu Hongbo, don't be the same as him, he has no culture!" Mo Renjie didn't want to do it, he was deeply rooted in the true biography of Mencius, and cultured people use negotiation to solve problems.

"He scolded you!!" Fu Hongbo looked at Mo Renjie speechlessly.

"What did he scold me??" Mo Renjie was obviously dazed, and he probably didn't hear what the coachman said just now.

"He said he was going to drive the carriage to your mother!"

"Shall I draft it!!"

After hearing this, Mo Renjie didn't pretend, stood up suddenly, saw the position where the coachman landed, jumped over at once, and then his thick and powerful arms directly strangled the coachman's neck.

"Cut him!!" Mo Renjie shouted at Fu Hongbo.

Then Fu Hongbo also jumped in front of the coachman, picked up his fist, punched twice in a row, and hit the coachman in the face, the carriage seemed to be very humane, and after a long hiss, his front hooves were raised high, and he stepped on Mo Renjie's head.

Mo Renjie came out of the Tang Gate in Shuzhong, and the Tang Sect in Shu was good at making secret weapons, although Mo Renjie did not have a hidden weapon on his body at this time, but the situation was critical, he casually grabbed a stone from the ground and skimmed towards the big horse that had fallen off the front hooves of the horse.