Chapter 42

Under the gorgeous light, the glass dregs refracted the enchanting light on the floor. The gangster lay on his back with a piece of blood on his back, which immediately knocked people down. You can imagine how powerful he was at that time.

The others were obviously stunned. When they looked up from their brothers on the ground, they could see that there was a slim boy standing in the crowd with a baseball cap on his head. If it was not for the cracked glass bottle in his hand, no one would believe that this little arm could stun a young man.

"Hello, boy, what are you doing?" They react, have no care to ask the whereabouts of the night gang members, one by one in small groups will be slender in the middle of the moment.

The young man's brim was so low that he could only see his delicate white chin in the dark. Surrounded by so many people, he seemed not afraid. He threw away the glass bottle, put his hands back into his pocket, and said in a low voice, "don't you look for the night Gang? I'm the night gang. "

What? More than a dozen gangsters were stunned. They looked up and down at the teenagers, and then they were all happy. "Ha ha, are you from the night Gang? Is it possible that this night the gang is staying with children, or is there no one in the gang to let you, the little one, come out to win sympathy? "

At this time, the noisy music in the venue has been turned off, and the derisive laughter of the gangsters spreads all over the bar. Even the brothers watching the venue are looking at each other, wondering why it is not women or children who come out of the night gang?

In the face of these disdain, the young man raised his mouth slightly, and his cold voice began to fight back. "Our boss said, I'm enough to deal with you scumbags."

The laughter in the air suddenly stopped. The faces of the gangsters were gloomy in an instant. They glared at the crazy young man in front of him and said, "boy, I think you are looking for death."

"Well, it's not sure who wants to die." Ignoring a dozen pairs of clenched fists in front of him, the boy sneered, "let's go together, don't waste time."

In his twenties, Fang Gang, a bloody man, can't stand the stimulation. What's more, the people standing in front of him are obviously weak. No one can resist being provoked.

"Come on, brothers! Beat the boy to death Under a slogan, more than a dozen pairs of fists went out together with anger. With the strength of the wind, they would like to break the bones of the slender youth with one punch.

In the case of one enemy against ten, no one believed that the young man had the ability to resist, and he felt sorry for his hard words.

But at the moment of regret, the dozen fists were about to touch the body of the teenager, but the teenager disappeared in people's sight.

The group of thugs just felt that they were gone. They were surprised to see a slender arm across their eyes. Then they only heard a scream. A brother beside him suddenly flew backward. With a loud noise, the body heavily hit the glass table top, and then there was no sound.

"Trough, what happened, ah!" Shocked by this incident, one of the thugs just wanted to run past, but in vain, he was kicked to the glass table and hit his brother.

When the light whirled around, the crowd saw the slender figure of the young man swimming flexibly. His arm was clearly white and thin. However, every punch was powerful enough to beat people directly. There was no violence between the movements. Instead, it was like dancing.

One, two, three In one punch to solve a gangster, the teenager also piles everyone in a place, until the last gangster falls down, he can slow down in his leisure time, and even quite gentlemanly straightens the collar.

"Well..." A group of thugs one by one, folded into eighteen Arhats, pressed straight hum, the previous second how arrogant, this moment how humiliating.

"Now, do you want to find night Gang?" Young people stand in front of the glass table, the voice under the brim is still low and cold.

But now listening to the ears of these gangsters, they are like demons, which makes people afraid. Among them, the chief gangster asked for mercy with trembling voice, "this brother, it's us. We don't know Taishan with eyes. Please let us go, and we won't come again in the future."

"Later?" The young man's tone was slightly raised. He seemed to be thinking about something. Finally, he picked up a watermelon knife from the ground and put it on the gangster's neck. He explained word by word: "dead people, there will be no future."

"No, don't kill me." From the cold neck, scared to mix the voice with a cry, "we, we are just sent by the West Street to explore information, really not our business."

Hearing this, the young man took a knife and nodded. He seldom agreed with his words, "it's not the mastermind. It's useless to kill, but..." At this point, the tone of futile pause made people immediately raise it. Then, I heard the voice of the young man express a little coldness. "My boss doesn't like trouble very much. In order to avoid future trouble, today, I set a rule. In the future, whoever comes to make trouble in the night Gang's territory will leave his hand behind."

With the last word falling down heavily, the watermelon knife in the young man's hand in the eyes of people's fear, cut off the Hun's exposed arm with a knife, with tendons and bones, without leaving any sense."Ah Some girls saw the bloody scene and couldn't help screaming.

With the miserable screams of the gangsters, everyone felt a chill.

I heard earlier that Zhou Zheng, the leader of the earth tiger Gang, was killed by the night gang. However, people who have never seen it have no idea of this fledgling gang. Maybe they are afraid of it, but they have never really felt this fear like today.

The young man in front of him is only a teenager, but the means are so cruel and decisive. The boss behind him and the leader of the night Gang should be a terrible figure. Everyone can't help but imagine, but dare not continue to think deeply

What kind of existence is the night Gang.

When song Ye left from the back door, Yunhua was also found by Xu Zihang and others. Fortunately, they were not injured. A group of people went directly out of the bar and went back to the training base.

On the way, song ye asked about the West Street.

"Although there is only one formed gang in Cloud City, the West Street is very chaotic. For many years, small gangs have formed a group, guarding a site and eating protection fees. Even the Land Rover gang can't help it." Xu Zihang frowned. When talking about the West Street, he was also quite afraid.

Song ye took off her hat and sat on the window. The cold wind blowing in front of her forehead broke her hair and fell in the sight. After a while, she said faintly: "there are no two tigers in one mountain. It's time to clean up the West Street."

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