Power and Wealth

Everybody spread out.

Do what you gotta do.

After the attack of just 78 sticks, Dong Xuebin had already been smashed to the ground, lying there motionless, like dead.

Everybody thought so, so they turned around and left.

But only one gangster did not go, because he was shocked to discover a fact, the moment the stick was grabbed in his hand, the gangster wanted to shout and tell others, but when he had not shouted, Dong Xuebin, who was "dead” on the ground, suddenly pulled and twisted, directly held the stick in his hand, waved, touched on the other's head, the gangster shouted, the gangster fell down, smoked on his leg, trembled on his hand, never got up again.

“Hmm?”

“Who shouted? ”

“What's the matter? ”

Everyone looked back when they were stunned.

Then they saw a picture they could never forget, Dong Xuebin's arm in the blood pocket, slowly climbed up!

One second… two seconds… three seconds… the scene is silent!

Everybody's gone!

He's not dead!

Leading the man, he couldn't help but breathe cold air, and he wouldn't think that Dong Xuebin was still alive under the kind of attack with his open head. Not only did he not threaten his life, he didn't even faint, but he also scrapped one of their men!

Paralysis!

Who the hell is this?

None of this is dead? Can you stand up?

This scene scares the bastards!

Shen Xiaoyan and Shen Xiaomei almost fainted!

Zhang Longjuan laughed, “Son of a bitch, I told you he wouldn't die! ”

The twin sisters had nothing to say. They had already looked at Dong Xuebin with an alien look. What kind of head are you? Isn't that too forbidden?

The facts are beyond everyone's perception!

Dong Xuebin had more blood on his body. He seemed a little dizzy shaking, but he stood still, wiped the blood off his face, touched the back of his head and the place where his forehead had been smashed, set his shoulders again, clicked, twisted back the dislocated shoulder that had just been beaten, and then looked at the nine people around him with a smile on his face. "Go on, why didn't anyone come up? Can I go if you don't come? ”

Holy shit!

Where did this come from?

The leading man also changed his face slightly, "Go on! ”

Nine people have surrounded Dong Xuebin again, but the expression shows that the nine of them are no longer full of previous confidence. Instead, their eyes are faint. After so long, everyone has been frightened by the harsh spirits emanating from Dong Xuebin!

This man is too harsh!

Even those who die walking on the tip of the knife every day have to admit that they are less than 1% of Dong Xuebin, not at all one level!

You didn't even scream for pain?

Wounded City is still smiling on its face?

Faced with so many of them, with so many weapons and even gunshots, he didn't even blink a second? Or are you smiling??

They're basically tough guys.

But the tough guys are scared. They're scared of the tougher guys!

Looking at Dong Xuebin, who almost took a blood bath, everyone is a little hairy!

The leading man saw it and immediately drank it: “What are you looking at? Come on, he's got a serious head injury. All of you! ”

A few people listened and lifted their sticks and knives again with their scalps on!

Nine men attacked Dong Xuebin again! This time, even the two little bastards who didn't do it with the knife did!

Want a fatal blow!

Knock, knock! Dong Xuebin got a few more sticks on his body and head!

Harder than before! All nine of us did our best this time!

All the attacks hit Dong Xuebin, but the only two people with the knife did not peng to Dong Xuebin's sweat. In the middle of the air, Dong Xuebin's stick broke a knife, his hands trembled, and the other one with the knife was crushed to the head by Dong Xuebin!

Touch!

Another one down!

There's only eight of us left!

This time Dong Xuebin's head was completely beaten three or four times, and the rest also hit his shoulder and back chest. But what kept everyone staring at him was that Dong Xuebin didn't even fall down. He was just shaking his body, his head twisted, but Hardson held on. He stood there and stared at them with a steady smile. Dong Xuebin glanced at them, and the remaining eight people were all shaking unconsciously!

“He won't last long! ”

“Yes! After all, it's a man! He's gonna die! ”

“Together! Don't give him a chance to breathe! ”

When a few people yell, they give themselves the guts too!

Touch!

Boom!

Boo!

The stick landed on Dong Xuebin!

Dong Xuebin's eyebrows didn't even wrinkle. He smiled shallow and hung himself on his lip corner. He couldn't hide at all. Let their attack fall. Then he looked at a man who revealed a broken blossom. The stick broke over him and smashed into his chin. Click, his chin broke!

Lie down again!

There are seven left!

There's some fear, but the more fear, the harder the attack!

Touch, Dong Xuebin's head was severely smashed. He glanced at him and hit him with his opposite hand. The stick hit the man's throat!

The man fainted on the spot!

On the count of six!

In front, a little gangster screamed wildly and jumped up, using the force of the fall to lift his wrist and hit Dong Xuebin's head with an iron stick!

Dong Xuebin didn't hide either. In the same position, he hit his head with a stick!

Touch!

Both sides hit each other's heads almost simultaneously!

But the results were far apart. The man's youth looked upside down and Dong Xuebin stood still.

Four people... three people... one person... turning his eyes, all ten people who had surrounded Dong Xuebin had laid down before, fainting fainting, lying on the ground screaming screaming screams!

On the contrary, Dong Xuebin, who was the most seriously injured, did not do the same thing. He touched a cigarette and lit it himself.

There's only six left in front of the warehouse!

The leading man finally moved, "Shoot! Shoot me! ”

Boom, boom, boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

Six shots fired!

Dong Xuebin sided, twisted his head, closed his arms, and made a quick move, and all the bullets flew out with his body, not a single shot!

Dong Xuebin smiled and walked up slowly.

The five men who guarded the twin sisters and Zhang Longjuan also showed their fears and looked at Dong Xuebin, who was bleeding. They had a little soft on their feet!

Can't get shot?

The truck can't die?

Can't kill a stick?

I'm going to fuck you!

Then how the fuck are we gonna fight?

(To be continued)