Chapter 221

In front of the game hall in H city on Saturday.

"Didi!!"

In the distance, the headlights of the van are on

"Creak!!"

A sudden brake, six vans parked neatly in front of the game hall.

"Pay the fare first and tell the driver to fight without running, and I'll pay if the car is smashed!!" I sat on the co driver and turned my head to the old car.

The old car nodded and jumped out of the car directly.

"Come down!"

After the old car told the driver, he pulled his neck and shouted.

"Jingle!"

Forty or so young men carrying machetes, military spikes and steel pipes pulled open the door.

The quality of these people is obviously much better than the people we used to fight Wang Shuo last time. Just looking at the posture is that kind of professional fighting.

"Bah!!"

After I got out of the car, I spit and scanned the group of young people with military spikes.

"See this game hall?" I pointed to the game hall behind me and shouted.

"See!!" the crowd shouted very neatly.

"Smash it for me!! I don't fucking know it. Can you do it?" I continued.

"OK!!!"

"Let's go!!!"

I shouted with the army thorn and rushed to the front of the crowd.

I stepped forward and kicked open the door of the billiards hall.

Because it is midnight, there are not many people in the billiards hall, only about four or five.

As soon as I rushed in, I saw a young man with yellow hair holding a billiard club. He looked at me with puzzled eyes and asked, "man, what do you mean?"

"What's your name?"

I licked my lips and asked with a military thorn in my hand.

"Jinle!!"

The young man with yellow hair frowned and answered.

I went to Jinle, looked up and down, and then asked, "are you the boss of this game hall?"

"Yes, troublemakers?"

Jinle looked at my posture, immediately understood what was going on, and asked very directly.

"Revenge!!" I replied with a smile.

Jinle put down his club, looked at me, and then asked, "what hatred?"

In the face of more than 40 people, Jinle's performance is still very calm.

Before I could speak, a dozen people suddenly ran down from the second floor of the game hall, each with a guy in his hand.

"Grass Mud Horse, who dares to make trouble?"

The leader shouted.

"Grass Mud Horse, your grandpa me!!"

Yang Song recognized the leader at a glance. It was the man who was knocked down by a bottle of wine by Yang Song in the harem.

"Yes... It's you???"

The leading young man was tied with gauze on his head. When he saw Yang Song, his body was stunned.

"Grass Mud Horse, we meet again in less than five hours!!"

Meng Liang took a step forward and shouted loudly.

"You... You're here too!!!"

The leader swallowed and spit. In the fight in our harem, the person he most impressed was Meng Liang. He will never forget Meng Liang's desperate play.

"It's them who started today?" I asked Meng Liang back.

"It's them!" Meng Liang nodded.

"If it's a JB, open it directly!!"

My eyes were red and I rushed straight into the crowd with a military spike.

"Fuck him, dry!!" the leader knew he was in his own house, so he didn't flinch. With a big hand, more than 20 people rushed to us.

"Peng!!"

"Grass Mud Horse, you are the leader? You can shout slogans? Just you?"

Just when the people on both sides of us just rushed together, Liu Rui picked up a billiard ball and threw it directly to the leader's mouth. The distance and strength were in place. The leader directly looked up and fell down, and his nose blood rubbed out.

"Grass Mud Horse, give me this throwing ball!!" the leader stood up, covered his nose with one hand and pointed to Liu Rui.

"Grass Mud Horse, who are you!!" the leader just stood up. Yang Song stepped forward, pulled his hair, directly pressed it on the billiards case, and then stabbed it into his stomach.

"Puff!!"

Yang Song was very cruel, and the blade went straight into two-thirds.

"Draft? Who do you want to hit?"

"Pooh!"

"Do you still shout fucking slogans?"

Yang Song then stabbed him twice, but instead of stabbing his stomach, he stabbed him in the leader's leg.

The people opposite were stunned by Liu Rui and Yang Song, because they obviously didn't expect such a fucking fight.

"Peng!!!"

When Yang Song wanted to stab him, a pickaxe directly stuck on his back. Although it was hit on his back, I saw that the man was hit on Yang Song's head, but Yang Song avoided him.

Yang Song stood up and shouted with red eyes, "who the fuck hit???"

"Bang!!"

Yang Song got another blow on his back and directly fought with Yang Song.

"Wow!!"

When he saw Yang Song fall, the person opposite rushed over and kicked him fiercely.

"Grass Mud Horse, don't... don't fucking watch the excitement?"

Yang Song lay on the ground, bared his teeth and shouted.

We looked at Yang Song on the ground and were stunned for about five seconds.

"Brothers, let's go!!" Liu Rui reacted first and rushed to the crowd with a military spike.

"Open the whole!!" I also shouted, and then pulled up Yang Song on the ground.

"I grass your blood!!!" Yang Song was kicked with blood all over his face and red eyes. He scolded like a psycho. He didn't know whether to scold us or the opposite one.

I always think that the victory or defeat lies in the momentum. The momentum opposite is obviously not as good as ours. After all, there are many of us, and Meng Liang and Dongxi on our side are the masters who don't want to die when they fight, so the victory or defeat can be divided soon.

Yang Song may be very fierce today because he was stimulated. Although his face was slightly injured, it did not affect his play. He chopped when he saw people and cut when he saw people. He was not used to it at all.

"Peng!! Peng!!"

"Let you step on me, let you step on me!! I'll fucking kill you!!"

Yang Song pulled the hair of an unlucky man and hit the ground hard. He hit the ground three or four times in a row. The man's face was covered with blood. The scene was very bloody.

"Bang!!"

Shaking his body from north to south, he stifled a young man opposite.

"Peng!!"

Yuan Yuan went up to make up a pickaxe, and the knocked down youth lay directly on the ground.

There is still a big gap between reality and TV. It's pure nonsense to fight Ten Heroes in TV dramas. It's good to fight four heroes. Among us, I have the weakest combat effectiveness, so things and Meng Liang have been around me all the time. Anyone who comes will cut them, even if they can't cut them, it's a blind cut, Yuan Yuan has a heart. He and the old car take a pickaxe. This thing has a long attack distance and makes a random swing. Most people don't dare to lean forward at all.

Moreover, there are many people on our side. The people on the opposite side are basically half down in one round, and the remaining half belong to the kind with little combat effectiveness.

The battle lasted for five or six minutes, and almost all the people opposite fell down. At this time, I began to look for the position of Jinle in the crowd, but after looking for a long time, I found that Jinle was gone!!