C241 Let me perish? Counterattack!

Let me perish? Counterattack!

I was blocked by three youths in front of the school entrance by the Fast Restaurant, and one of the brat was even holding a spring knife. At that time, that young man definitely wasn't using a knife to scare me, but rather he was going to stab me. Even though I was panicking, I had a kitchen knife and shovel in my hand. The three of them slowly approached me, waiting for an opportunity to stab me. At that moment, I suddenly took a step forward and swung my kitchen knife at the kid with the spring knife.

My sudden counterattack gave him a shock and he flinched back. My knife stopped mid-air and I wanted to rush out. However, when the young man saw that my kitchen knife did not slash down, he immediately took the spring knife and stabbed it towards my stomach. At that time, I was so scared that cold sweat broke out all over my body and I quickly retreated. I was really only a few centimeters away from being stabbed by a knife.

I stepped back into the corner again, unable to get out. At this moment, I hastily used the shovel in my hand to wave to both sides, not letting them near me. If they get near me, I will chop them apart with a kitchen knife. Damn, even if I'm on the verge of death, I won't consider hacking him to death. The young man at the side felt that he had suffered a loss with his bare hands, and took an iron pot from Back Chef. He rushed forward with the pot in his hand. I made a very dangerous move then. I raised my foot and kicked the pot.

My foot landed on the pot, and the man and I both bounced back at the same time. I pressed my back against the wall and he took two or three steps back. Following which, the kid with the spring knife charged towards me at lightning speed. Since I couldn't dodge anymore, I used my kitchen knife to chop down on his arm, and started to fight in a battle of attrition. At the last moment, he was the first to submit. Her hand stopped and I hacked down on his spring knife with my kitchen knife.

Clang * The kitchen knife collided with the spring knife. However, the spring knife was not killed by me, and only the tip of the blade trembled. Then he lunged forward again, this time giving me time to dodge. I stepped to the side and let go of the kitchen knife and shovel at the same time and put my hands on his arms. If I were alone, I would have succeeded in taking the knife.

But the three of them swarmed over me and punched me in the head, pulling my arm at the same time, ready to control me so that the knife holder could stab me easily. I was doing my best to hold on to the knife bearer's arm, not letting go. However, with the strength of three people, how could I possibly pull them down by myself? Thus, when I was almost at my limits, I shouted loudly with all my might, "Chen Yu, Xie Wenfeng, come in and help me!"

I called out the names of my two little brothers loudly. Just when I was in a state of despair, these two little brothers were really capable. They had been watching me fight at the entrance of the Back Chef all this time and had not dared to come in. When they heard my shouts, the two of them took the dining room stools and rushed over to help me smash the other two people. The two of them lost focus, and the strength in their hands lessened. Even so, I still tightly held onto my arms.

My two little brothers aren't either. As they helped me, they shouted loudly, "49 men, come in and help. Don't just stand by." Their shouts were of some use, and two freshmen came in with stools to help. The small Back Chef already had so many people in, the scene was extremely chaotic. The young man holding the spring knife kept trying to shake me off. Beat me with your fists, hit me back with your body, let me hit the wall, keep spinning.

But no matter what he did, I clung to his arm. I knew that as soon as I let go, I would be cut. I definitely wouldn't have a chance to escape. All of my hope now is on my two brothers and the Freshmen who helped me. My two brothers aren't good at fighting. There were four of them who couldn't beat the other two. One of the freshmen had fallen at my feet, but he immediately got up again.

I shouted at him, "Help me!" Only then did he realize that he was holding the man's arm with me. With us fighting so intensely, the boss and the boss of the Fast Restaurant and the Lady Boss did not care about us at all. They were only yelling non-stop, "Stop hitting me, I'm going to look for your teacher." What a joke, looking for a teacher, don't you see that he is carrying a spring knife? This isn't a fight, this is resistance!

When the freshman and I put our hands on the man's arms, I felt a sense of security. Even if it wasn't enough, I still didn't dare to let go. I was afraid that the new students' strength wasn't enough to hug him. This freshman was quite a character, actually opening his mouth to ask for someone's arm in such a dangerous situation. There were only miserable cries, as the kid with the spring knife was bitten so hard that his eyes almost popped out.

He grabbed the Freshmen's arm with his other hand and brought us crashing into the wall at the same time. But no matter how hard he tried, the kid just bit his arm like a police dog. Seeing that the kid with the spring knife could not hold on any longer, his accomplice pulled out a pot and threw it at the freshman's head a few times.

At that time, I thought that I was possessed and had never let go of the "spring knife" (henceforth, his "spring knife") arm. Actually, what I did now was not right, I should have let go and help the kid with the metal pot. I could only watch as he used a metal pot to smash him. After taking a few hits, the first year student finally relaxed and fell onto the ground for the second time.

Suddenly, I felt that the spring knife's arm was weak, as if it had become weak. It was obvious that he was relieved as well, as if he had forgotten that I was still hugging his arm. How could I miss such a good opportunity? My hands instantly changed positions. Then the man moved from his side to his back, listening to his waist with his knees, and he wrenched his arms back with both hands, pulling them behind him in an instant.

With this move, the knife in the spring knife's hand fell to the ground, it was even more effective than biting and biting. I kept trying to pull his arm back, and by then even the joint in his arm had begun to crack. I did not lose any strength and prepared to cripple his arm. Another crunch. If he hadn't guessed wrongly, his shoulder definitely had been dislocated. By the time the other person on the side reacted and wanted to help, it was already too late.

I let go of the spring knife, and then the foot kick threw it at his waist. The spring knife fell to the ground after eating feces. I put my hands on my head to ward off the casserole. This brat was also a madman, using the metal pot to smash down on me time and time again. I was unable to endure it any longer. After a few rounds, my vision turned black, and I felt like I was about to be knocked unconscious. I can't hold on any longer. I throw myself at him again, bending down and throwing myself at him.

In that instant, my head gave a solid thump, but I put my arms around his waist. I used the same move I used the last time I was hit. I held him by the waist and ran forward against him. After running a few steps, he and I fell to the ground at the same time. After falling to the ground, I mounted him. He also let go of the pot because he couldn't use it. He wanted to reach out and scratch my face to get me up.

How could I, who had studied judo, let him get up? I avoided his hand and punched him in the face first. Pretending to give him a chance to grab me with his hands, I stopped swinging my fists and at the same time pressed his arm down on the ground. With my arms pressed to the ground, I instantly switched positions and used Kobayashi lock to lock his arms. When Tan Jie came to find them, she definitely did not tell them that I, Zhong Peng, know the way of the judo!

I shouted, "Go to hell!" "Your mother!" This brat's arm was twisted by me using the Kobayashi lock, so it could be said that my arm was fractured. He didn't even cry out. He was a little stunned, and when I saw that his arm was bent, I was also a little stunned. This was the first time I had bent someone's arm so dry. Before, it had only been dislocated or not bent as obviously as this time.

In just one minute, I crippled two people. I got up from the ground and looked at him. He was still staring at his arm in shock. The other spring knife also sat on the ground, clutching its shoulders with a pained expression. The last boy had already been beaten down by my two lackeys and the freshmen, who were sitting around a chair in the corner.

I quickly grabbed another stool from the side and rushed over to help. When I lifted the stool, the kid's head was already covered in blood. Of course, I don't care if he was bleeding, I just hit him on the head a few times. The four of us kept hitting him with our stools until he passed out. At that time, I turned around and saw the Freshmen who helped me pick up the spring knife that fell to the ground.

He held the knife in his hand and sat down on the ground, looking like he was half dead. I was really touched to see him do this. Although this kid can't fight, he has a good mind. Not only did he try his best to help me, but he also knows how to pick up a blade to prevent himself from being overturned by his opponent. When we were fighting, the students who were eating had already left the Fast Restaurant. I went over to help my little guy up, then said to everyone: "Let's go."

The five of us swaggered out of the Fast Restaurant in a victorious posture. At that time, the area outside the Fast Restaurant was already surrounded by students who had come in three rounds outside to watch the fun. Although I am also very proud, I shouted to all of the surrounding students, "Fuck you! The next time there is an outsider beating up one of our students, you just watch from the side, if they see one of you fight, can you help me? Aren't you guys from your own school?"

Just as I finished scolding, a few of the students who were in their second year in the class shouted, "Why should I help you? If it's someone else, I'll help you. I deserve to hit you." My two lackeys immediately shouted: "Who said it, stand up." That circle of 7-8 junior high students did not quarrel with us, but silently left. I just got out of a fight and I don't want to fight anymore. Otherwise, I will definitely take care of these junior students.

At this moment, the crowd had dispersed. After being scolded by me, it would be weird if they didn't disperse. I have to say that among these people who were watching, there really weren't those who had a good relationship with me. This Fast Restaurant is only a second and first year student coming to eat, there are almost no third year students coming to eat here, everyone has already eaten enough for two years. Only then did my two lackeys ask me, "Cocktail, why don't we ask them who it was that brought them here?"

I said, "We beat up all three of them like this. Let's hurry up and go ask some questions." At this moment, the anger in my heart flared up again. Tan Jie, you're dead.