Chapter 125

More than 50 gangsters have been waiting for the overlord's command. They are not so active when they fight with other gangs. Bullying the weak is a great pleasure in their life. The first three people who were wrapped round were just three little chicks. They were flying eagles and could tear them up in an instant. Duan Hong turned back and said, "Wu re, help Zhu Shan to stop being hurt."“ What? " Zhu Shan almost let his fart out and let the red haired monkey take care of me? I'm too small. Wu re said: "don't worry, elder martial brother. I'm here. The gorilla is there." The tone was heavy, as if determined to die. Duan Hong's body swayed like a swimming fish, and he went to the crowd in an instant. His two big hands held Jackie Chan's claws, and his hands were like electricity. With a slap, he hit an old man with a steel tube. The latter hit his companion, and he flew three meters away and fell to the ground. Catch the king first! All of Duan Hong's attention is on Chu Bawang, but occasionally he attacks the little gangsters around him. How can they be Duan Hong's opponents after four years of hard training in kuchan temple. There were people falling down beside Duan Hong. All the people who fell down were spurting blood, and their combat effectiveness disappeared. Zhu Shan really underestimated Wu re. He was surrounded by five or six people, unarmed. After a while, he hung up the color and cut a few holes in his arm. After all, although he has great strength, he lacks fighting skills and experience, and it's hard to protect himself with his brute force. Wu re sees that the lesson to Zhu Shan is almost over. He thinks that if Duan Hong knows that he doesn't protect Zhu Shan properly, the person stabbed in the anus may change his object. He kicked away the little gangster who besieged Zhushan and yelled: "all the seed come to my grandfather, grandson! What is bullying my grandson? " The little gangster and Zhu Shan were furious at the same time. The several people who besieged Zhu Shan attacked Wure. Zhu Shan's pressure was reduced a lot in an instant, and he could peep at Wure. How capable was the red haired monkey! Just as Wure called out, there were seven or eight guys coming over his head. There were steel pipes, knives, beer bottles and a watermelon skin. These grandchildren! Wu re scolded. His hands trembled and puffed, as if by magic. His arms and palms were covered with purple flames. When I reached for a plane, I only heard the sound of Dangdang. All the weapons were blocked, but the watermelon skin hit my face.