Chapter 392

The sign of temporary closure has already been hung outside the car yard. The mourning hall is located in the huge open space of the two factory rooms. The once bustling field is completely empty. The tools were randomly discarded on the ground, and a water gun was still overflowing with water. Unfortunately, no one cared about him anymore.

Qiu Yun bent down to turn it off and finally walked into the training ground step by step.

At the moment of entering, the voices of yelling and roaring came from afar. Several people seem to have been ordered by uncle Liu and are responsible for watching the people not to break out. There are as many as a few.

Almost the first time, Qiu Yun found that a man's head had been bleeding, and opposite him, another man with a wrench was looking for someone to work hard. There was a thick murderous look on his face.

At the moment, there are different expressions on people's faces, including those who applaud, those who are angry, and many who can't bear it. Qiu Yun had prepared for the worst, and didn't expect to see such a scene. The man with his bare hands spit tightly next to him, and was finally angry. The two men wrestled together again. The man with the wrench was unloaded by a small capture, but his knee was already against the man's abdomen. For a moment, several roars sounded around

, when the people standing opposite saw that their good friend had been beaten, they immediately shouted to join the battle group, while the people on the other side were unwilling to show weakness, and then someone rushed fiercely

Qiu Yun looked at everyone's expressions. Almost everyone's faces were filled with cruel anger!

If you don't come, you may develop into a scuffle between gangs in a few minutes. Maybe there will be dozens more bodies outside.

The breath of Qi was almost stagnant. Qiu Yun went to the people's side and threw it out almost one by one!

As the scene was chaotic, Qiu Yun's entry was ignored by most people.

Even some people who saw him had long been prepared to join the regiment.

So when Qiu Yun appeared at the center of the scuffle and punched the first two people one by one, everyone couldn't help but be shocked.

And those who still had no time to stop in the scuffle were undoubtedly given fists by Qiu Yun.

Under such tough violence, the people on both sides finally stopped. After seeing who was standing in the middle at the moment, I couldn't help showing an embarrassed expression.

Even though some people gasped angrily, their eyes avoided Qiu Yun's eyes.

Hundreds of people finally focused on Qiu Yun. Qiu Yun was panting violently, several wounds on his shoulder had cracked, and blood could be seen through thick gauze.

The first two people to fight saw him like this and wanted to say something, but they lowered their heads with guilt.

Qiu Yun adjusted his breathing hard. The just too big movement made his body dizzy again. When the situation stabilized, Qiu Yun glanced coldly for a week with cold eyes.

"Why don't you fight? What are you trying to do? The third master is fighting in front of him before his bones are cold?! Or do you think your skill is good and invincible? OK, you come and fight me! "

No one spoke.

Qiu Yun pulled up the man on the ground, completely ignoring the broken wound on his body again“ You want to fight, don't you? Why don't you just take out your knife and stab me a few more times? " After that, Qiu Yun pressed him fiercely in front of the brother who was knocked down to the ground: "you see who this is?! This is your brother! Even if you don't live in a dormitory, No

Guard a territory. Haven't you trained with him? Haven't you eaten with him? Haven't you bathed naked with him? You're a murderous man, aren't you? Who do you want to kill, you want to kill your brother, huh?! "

Almost for a moment, the pressed man began to cry. It's not a simple cry, but a real roaring cry.

For a moment, the house was silent, and only the man's cry was still echoing. People around show different expressions.

Some are ashamed of the big fight between brothers, and some are indignant that they can't take revenge. The people who had been fighting in one place were shocked by Qiu Yun's angry drink.

Seeing that many people's eyes were still focused on themselves, Qiu Yun stared again and said, "what are you looking at? Are there flowers on my face? Don't pull up the people next to you! "

The crowd seemed to react dully at this time, and many people were knocked down to the ground, so they pulled up the injured brother with all their hands and feet, and silently brought potions to bandage their wounds.

Fortunately, when Qiu Yun came, these people were just mixed together. Although several people saw blood on their faces, fortunately, they were all iron men and didn't make it to the point of going to the hospital.

At the moment, everyone took Qiu Yun as the center and silently stepped back two steps, waiting for him to speak.

Qiu Yun looked around at the crowd and tried to calm down the disordered breathing. Then he said coldly, "is everything normal now? Can you send two people to talk about what they were fighting! "

"One day."

A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and said to Qiu Yun, "we have been bullied at the door of our house. The blood painted on our door by those black flag Club people hasn't dried yet. The third master is dead, our brother is dead, and the Hua Gang has never been beaten so cowardly! "

As soon as the man said this, the people suddenly got angry again.

"Yes, we're afraid of him. We just want to go out and kill those dogs!"

"Yes, we're going to work hard. We're going to avenge the third master!"

For a group of bloody men, it's intolerable for the Chinese Gang to wait here like a loser after such a big loss.

At the moment, under the excitement of the crowd, many people have red eyes.

Qiu Yun looked at the middle-aged man who spoke first and sneered.

"You, what are you laughing at!"

When the middle-aged man saw that he was ridiculed by a hairy boy like Zhou Tianyi, he immediately made a red face. Qiu Yun shook his head and said nothing, but pointed to the outside of the door and said, "there are several people out there to take revenge. The body is lying there. Outside, the police blocked our door, and the people of the black flag club were waiting for the sweet cakes to be delivered to our door in their old nest. Revenge? OK, go and let you one by one

Go and die, and then watch the last strength of the Hua Gang fall! "

Qiu Yun criticized and immediately couldn't say a word that those noisy people scolded.

"One day, the third master is dead. We can't swallow this tone like this. Since you don't let us out, you always have to give us an explanation!"

"Yes, Tianyi, you are one of our people. You can fight best. If you let me know, the brothers are holding back here. When will it be the end?"

"Yes! Tell me! "

Everyone's focus was on Qiu Yun, but there was a faint momentum headed by him.

Qiu Yun didn't notice the cold eyes in the crowd. After all, his qualifications are too shallow.

Moreover, he is less than 30 years old, which can't hold some old oil at all.

However, most of them are still willing to listen to him at the moment, which is enough for Qiu Yun. Even if those few people want to make trouble, Qiu Yun is sure to subdue them.

Hua Gang is just a springboard for Qiu Yun, but these people have great significance in Qiu Yun's heart after getting along with each other for a long time.

His anger at the moment was not because of the impulse of these people, but because of a heartfelt desolation.

He thinks he is also a leader, and his teams are all his confidants.

He once deeply admired the leadership of Third Master Zhao.

You know, gangs are different from mercenaries. Qiu Yun can know how many scars there are on the buttocks and eggs of dozens of people.

How many people are standing here? Uncle Zhao hasn't even seen them. Or some people have not been able to lead a task in Uncle Zhao all their life.

Although Third Master Zhao is narrow in popularity, he has minimized the risk of the Chinese Gang being defeated to the greatest extent.

He has worked hard for Hua Gang all his life. He can't even care about his own daughter. At least he has good intentions.

Unfortunately, this intention has become a fart in the eyes of these people. It's over if you let it out.

"Well, since you let me talk, I'll talk."

Qiu Yun's eyes swept through everyone coldly.

At this point, he finally realized the feeling of Third Master Zhao sitting in this position.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yun slowly said, "do you think the current Hua Gang is very unlucky? The eldest brother was taken by others and bullied to the door of his house. However, the brothers ninjas are full of blood and can't revenge. They are very wronged, aren't they? "

"But! All I see is a bunch of brainless people! " Qiu Yun's words turned and continued: "the third master's bones haven't been buried yet! You're fighting here! You keep on taking revenge for the third master, but now you want to kill dozens of your brothers! If you go on like this, the Vietnamese don't have to kill. The black flag club

There's no need to put it out. Just wait for people to come here and collect our bodies! "

Everyone was ashamed of what Qiu Yun said. Seeing that the situation was almost over, Qiu Yun asked the people to put on their clothes and go out.

"One day, isn't it going to happen if you let people out like this?"

Xiaoda looked at Qiu Yun and said nervously.

"No harm."

Qiu Yun raised a hand to stop him from going on, and then walked out with everyone's footsteps.

Xiaoda and the person who first stopped the big man looked at each other, and followed Qiu Yun out. The sixth uncle in the mourning hall was frowning and thinking, and his face looked sad. At this moment, a group of people in the training ground all dressed in hemp and filial piety came over like cattle, which made his head ache as if he had been severely hit by a hammer.