Sister, you miss me

As soon as Jinzi Shanpu appeared, the situation changed.

Originally, the three iron lottery men formed an encirclement, completely gaining the upper hand, and Park Jong-sung had only parry and no defense.

Jin Zishan moved forward and immediately shared the firepower.

Park Jong-sung's pressure suddenly eased.

One of the strongest, round-inch hair, looks good when he sees Jinzishan who is gentle and gentle.

So, leaving two friends to deal with Park Zhongsheng, he planned to put Jin Zishan down first.

Jinzi smiles harmlessly to humans and animals, and the three-joint leather shoes can only be seen.

Without a word, the strong man with a round inch head swished and flew towards Jin Zishan using the iron lottery as a hidden weapon. Just as Jin Zishan removed the iron lottery, he hit with both fists.

Jin Zishan held both palms, tilted his upper body back, unloaded his opponent's fist, and rotated his body 180 degrees around the heel.

Wow, what kind of play is this, it actually took the initiative to send it back.

The brawny man with a round head wanted to withdraw his hands, but he was shocked to find that his hands were stuck and could not be taken back. This shock was not trivial. Following that, Jin Zishan's seemingly weak back slammed into it.

As if hit by a hammer, the man with blood on his face retreated, Teng Teng withdrew seven or eight steps backward, knocked over countless tables and chairs along the way, and fell to sit on the ground.

Rely on Iron Mountain!Yang Feng's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Park Jong-sheng was also slightly stunned, and picked up his thumbs in a hurry: "The third child, the real person is not showing his face!"

Yang Feng and Park Zhongsheng are insiders watching the doorway, and other outsiders can only watch the excitement.

Su Qin clapped her hands excitedly: "The golden characters are good and good." After thinking about it, he shouted: "Piao Zhongsheng, so are you. With a big push, KO them."

"KO, I like it." Jin Zishan flew away and led away a lean opponent.

Facing an enemy, Park Zhongsheng immediately appeared calm, turning his head to look at Jin Zishan and said: "Youngest, who shall we win first?"

"Compared." Jin Zishan challenged with a smile.

Pu Zhongsheng's leg skills are not weak, and the shadow of his legs is all over the sky, forcing the opponent to back again and again.

Jinzishan made a big deal and it was only a matter of time before winning.

Long Shao flushed with anger, holding a pair of beer bottles, looked at it for a moment, and hit the back of Park Zhongsheng's head severely.

Suddenly, it went black, and first heard the "puff puff" sound of a broken wine bottle, followed by a heavy blow to the front door.

Only for a moment, Long Shao was stunned.

Dizzy, unsteady standing, the sky is spinning around, and Venus is dancing.

There were countless ghosts in front of Shao Long, but he could still see clearly. The young man who had attacked him was the young man who had never done anything, with a slender and well-proportioned figure.

But at this time, the young man had a strange smile on his face, and the folding stool in his hand slammed into his face again.

Shao Long felt that his reaction was slow, but he still desperately protected his face with his hands.

The folding stool smashed down, and first slammed it on the back of one of his hands, followed by the fragile bridge of the nose, which broke with a snap.

Long Shao let out a scream, the bloody back of his hands was nothing, he put his hands around his face, and fell to the ground, tearing down for a while.

"Shao Long!" One fat and one thin, the two friends immediately abandoned Pu Zhongsheng and Jin Zishan, rushed to Long Shao's side, and nervously checked his injuries.

The battle is over temporarily.

"Help me up!" Long Shao gritted his teeth, stood up under the help of two companions, and looked at Yang Feng breathlessly: "Boy, you have a kind, since childhood, you have made my dragon bleed in the sky, you It's the first one."

"Long is in the sky, who are you Long Chenbo?" Wang Datong asked reflexively.

"That's my dad."

"Are you the Shaodong of Longxiang International?"

"Scared?"

"I can't talk about it, I can't jump out of a word of reason for everything." Wang Datong shook his head: "I am Dong Jiayi's son Wang Datong. If you know in advance that you are Long Zaitian, this fight may not be possible."

"Dong Jiayi's son?" Long Zaitian carefully examined Wang Datong's facial features, and the broken nose didn't hurt so much.

Dad Long Chenbo warned him more than once not to provoke anyone related to Dong Jiayi, but when he asked why, Dad kept secret.

"Wang Datong, are they your classmates?"

"Yes."

"You seem to be a freshman!"

"Yes."

"Well, for the sake of Auntie's face and for your lack of action, I don't need to hold you accountable."

"They can't be held accountable either."

"Wang Datong, don't take an inch!" Long Zaitian was excited, and he took a breath of pain as he immediately affected the wound.

"Yeah, Lao Wang, you are too hard for you." Yang Feng smiled and shook his head jokingly: "Young Master Long was beaten so unrecognizable that his mother didn't even recognize him.

"Yang Feng, you are right." Su Qin smiled.

Yang Feng weirdly arched his hands at Su Qin and continued: "Lao Wang, I sound a little awkward when you say that. It is clear that we have the upper hand, so why should we intercede with him? This war is theirs. Provoked."

"Xiao Feng, just say a few words." Wang Datong persuaded.

Long Zaixi said with a smile: "Wang Datong, see it, your classmates won't accept your affection. In this way, you can take your girlfriend away, or you will be blinded for a while. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Did you call someone?" Wang Datong's voice trembled.

"Smoke!" Long Zaitian didn't answer Wang Datong, but his head tilted. The fat little friend immediately lit a cigarette by himself, took a deep breath, and planted it on Dragon's lips.

Long Zaitian took a deep breath, and as the cigarette butts were extinguished, four Changhe breads galloped up, and the sound of "crunching" brakes one after another.

As soon as the sliding door opened, hula la came down to a group of young men carrying guns and dancing sticks. There were seven or eight people in one car and 30 people in four cars.

This group of people was like a dark cloud, and Sister Hu's mother and daughter couldn't help holding each other.

"Young Master Long, who beat you like this! The iron lock will give you revenge." A bald scoop with a simple knife roared.

"Young Master Long, who the hell is it! He broke your image and I opened his scoop!" shouted another horse face holding an aluminum baseball bat.

Long Zaitian took a deep breath, but his nosebleeds sucked into his trachea. He choked with a cough and gasped slightly. He shook his shoulders, and the two friends loosened him. He twisted his neck, sneered and pointed forward. : "Don't move those four eyes, the other men will fix it to me, and it's mine."

"What about women?" Tie Suo couldn't help asking, but his eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet.

"Women, of course it will be a reward when the time comes."

"Long Shaoying!" Hengjiang's urn voice said.

"Hengjiang is still locked, it's funny. Who gave this name? You are a group?"

"Death!" Yang Feng's ridicule angered the gangsters, and Iron Lock waved Pu's knife to take Yang Feng directly.

"No--" Unexpectedly, Wang Datong rushed out and stood in front of Yang Feng brazenly.

The iron lock changed temporarily, and the iron handle of the Pu Dao hit Wang Datong's lower abdomen.

Wang Da cried out in pain, and naturally bowed his waist and hugged his stomach. Unexpectedly, his temples were re-emerged, and he rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Datong!" He Shiran rushed forward and was stopped by Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's expression was ashen: "Sister-in-law, Datong is fine, and I won't let him suffer in vain for these two times."

"Stop it, I beg you! Force can't solve the problem. If there is anything, we can call the police. Why do we have to fight and kill?" He Shiran cried.

Yang Feng sighed softly: "Sister-in-law, from beginning to end, the initiative is not on our side."

As he said, he bent over and picked up the fainted Wang Datong, and pinched among the people. Wang Datong was agitated and woke up. The first reaction was to hold his abdomen and head, and cried out: "It hurts me to death." !"

"Second, you take care of Datong." Yang Feng ordered, but his eyes were fixed on Iron Lock and Hengjiang.

Long Zaitian pointed to Yang Feng and said, "The two bosses of Iron Lock and Hengjiang, you can see clearly that this bastard named Yang Feng beat me, and you must avenge me."

"Boy, there is a beautiful eyebrow, accompanied by a beautiful girl, oh, who is not easy to provoke, do you want to provoke Young Master Long?" Tie Suo shook his head and said with sympathy.

Yang Feng followed and shook his head: "Tie Shuo, you are not good at hitting anyone, but you want to hit my brother."

"Haw is crooked, I'm delaying time!" Hengjiang was impatient, jumping up and smashing the baseball bat.

"brother……"

"Xiao Feng..."

Qin Xue and Wang Bingqian shouted worriedly.

Tie Shuo held Pu Dao on his arms, as if seeing the spectacular sight of Yang Feng being opened, Hengjiang was always so violent and liked headshots.

The baseball bat carried Li Xiao, and was about to hit his head, everyone held their breath.

Yang Feng suddenly started, taking his left foot as the root, turning his body and kicking it, hitting Hengjiang's chest and abdomen.

With a height of nearly 1.8 meters and a body of 100 kilograms, Hengjiang seemed to stop in mid-air for a while, and then flew backwards like a cannonball.

Tie Suo and the gang gang rounded their eyes, half-opened their mouths, their eyes followed Hengjiang's body and landed.

Hengjiang fell seven or eight meters away, severely squeezed, and the internal organs were moved, clutching his abdomen and vomiting desperately.

For a while, the gangsters all felt severe stomach discomfort.

"Dare to hurt my brothers and kill them!" Tie Suo trembling all over, gave orders.

The gangsters scrambled, but Tie Shuo took a few steps back.

The gangsters have various weapons in their hands, including watermelon knives, baseball bats, galvanized pipes, chain locks...

Yang Feng grabbed the wooden tabletop and swept the army.

The oncoming thugs couldn't avoid it and bumped into each other.On both sides of the fish that slipped through the net, Park Zhongsheng and Jin Zishan calmly picked up the slips.

For a time, I cried and cried for my mother.

Tie Suo paced to Long Zaitian: "Young Master Long, the idea is pretty hard."

"I don't believe that the thirty-something people can turn three people." Long Zaitian gritted his teeth.

"That is, that is!" Tie Suo replied somewhat reluctantly, even he himself felt not very optimistic.

"Bang--" The battle immediately stopped with a gunshot, and the chaotic scene was frozen.

"What are you doing!"

The talking was a middle-aged police officer who got off a Buick police car, full of anger, two bars and one star on his shoulder, and a 92-type police pistol in his hand. He was firing a warning shot just now.

"The police, finally came." Xiao Lin wept with joy, her voice filled with peace of mind.

Yang Feng, Park Zhongsheng, and Jin Zishan took a step back, and the gangsters had drawn a clear line.

Yang Feng thought to himself, it seemed that it was the police who Xiaolin's mother and daughter called.

At this time, two police cars got down and five policemen, all holding pistols, looked on guard.

The two-bar and one-star policeman walked among the gangsters and glanced around like a wolf, "You scumbags, do you know what this is? This is an open gathering of people to fight, this is a blatant disturbance of public order. In my jurisdiction, you are making trouble like this. You didn't put my director in your eyes at all. You didn't put the law of the country in your eyes at all. Bring me back!"

Sister Hu stepped forward and theorized: "Director Hou, that's what happened. We are the victims. They picked things up. They called this group of people."

"Who?" Director Hou turned his head and saw a familiar figure, who was so familiar and kind despite his unrecognizable appearance.

"Xiao Tian?"

"Uncle." Long Zaitian saw his closest uncle, and all his grievances suddenly turned into countless tears.

Hearing this "uncle", Yang Feng, Park Zhongsheng, and Jin Zishan looked at each other, showing a hint of helplessness.

This is a big deal tonight.