In their eyes, Zhang Xiaofan's coming and not coming are the same. At most, it's just a "booster program" before "Li muxue".
After all, Zhang Xiaofan was alone, and they were in groups, with eight or nine people.
In addition, on the surface, Zhang Xiaofan is harmless to human beings and animals, and there is no meat in his whole body.
On the other hand, these local ruffians and hooligans are all the masters who fight one by one for three days and fight in groups for five days.
Even when it comes to the "big scene" of underground forces, they usually participate in it.
Therefore, in their eyes, Zhang Xiaofan does not pose any threat at all. To put it bluntly, he is the one who comes to give his head away.
"Get down on your knees!"
As soon as I saw, a young man with a little red cap was the fastest. The spring knife in his hand was flashing cold and cold, and he said hello to Zhang Xiaofan's chest.
Spring knife hand moment, red hair little gangster's face is also showing a pair of complacent smile!
He is very confident, according to his usual experience of fighting.
I just need a white knife to go in and a red knife to go out, and then I can put down the "little white face" in front of me.
However, this time, he was completely miscalculated.
As soon as Zhang Xiaofan grabs the money with his right hand, the red haired thug feels a terrible force that can't be resisted by him. The direction that the spring knife stabs is also changed with this force.
The next moment, without waiting for him to figure out what was going on, his right hand was empty. The spring knife he had held tightly in his hand had been taken away.
"Pooh
As a result, it hasn't been waiting for the little red haired gangster to react. What's the matter.
Soon, he only felt his neck cool. He subconsciously reached for his throat and felt it. However, he could clearly feel a warm and fishy liquid rising from his palm.
Then, the next moment, the little red haired Thug's body is heavily toward the ground, his mouth is wide open, trying to make some sound from his mouth.
However, no matter how he struggled, he still could only send out a slight and inaudible "hiss... Hiss..." from his throat in the end. The whole person had more air out and less air in, so it was obvious that he could not live.
"Damn, how dare you touch my brother?"
Previously, Zhang Xiaofan snatched the spring knife from the red hair gangster, and then used the spring knife to "cut the throat" of the red hair. The whole process was only a few seconds.
How can the scum of the society be able to see the way of killing people like this without dragging water.
See, one of the big man directly a beer bottle ruthlessly toward Zhang Xiaofan's tianlinggai from top to bottom smashed down.
Looking at the wind blowing "Hoo... Hoo..." and the beer bottle greeting him at the tianlinggai, Zhang Xiaofan didn't even look at it. He once again stretched his right hand forward and pulled it.
The man just felt that his hand holding the beer bottle was out of control in the ai