Going forward to the top - 711 Watching coldly

Xinhai Bar is a very famous bar in Liushui City. This is not famous for its size or high-end decoration, but because of the mixed bar and frequent fighting. However, because of this, Xinhai Bar has become a lively place to compete for horses and make money. Especially the secluded alley at the back door of Xinhai Bar, a lot of cement floors are dyed red.

Just after two o'clock in the morning, Wu Zixu raised his wrist and looked at the time and found that it was just right. He took a sip, threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, and stepped hard. Just as Wu Zixu walked towards the back door of Xinhai Bar, with a "wa" sound, the back door was hit by external force, and a figure flew out from the inside. As seven or eight strong men rushed out from the inside, he punched and kicked the man who was thrown on the concrete ground.

"My mother, I dare to flirt with the horse that my elder brother likes! It's true that I haven't died! Hum!" One of the strong men walked to the man who fell to the ground and kicked the man in the chest with a big foot. Looking at the posture and strength of the strong man's feet, Wu Zixu raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing in his heart that if the man on the ground could not dodge, he would have to leave half his life even if he didn't die. But he was not worried. If he died so easily, it would not be Li Damin.

"Your mom, a coin! That woman took the initiative to hook Yin and lure me. Bah, it's not that easy to want my life!" Just when the strong man Jia thought he could hit the kick, the man on the ground suddenly rolled on the ground and narrowly avoided the big feet that had at least half his life. Just as Li Damin wanted to jump up as usual and counterattacked, his body suddenly stopped, and his hands and feet were a little inconsistent.

"My mother, you dare to fight back! Brothers, I put the blood of this turtle boy! Hit it to death!" It was obvious that the strong man with the head was very annoyed that he didn't kick him. He shouted loudly at Li Damin in anger, and he rushed forward to several subordinates beside him. Just as he spoke, several bright military swords surrounded Li Damin.

"Damn it, I actually drugged me! My grass! A coin for a nanny..." Li Damin wanted to use his skills, but after a while, he found that his hands and feet were weak and he couldn't do anything. He cursed in a low voice, but collapsed on the ground powerlessly.

"My grass, when did I fall to the point of drugging people? If you don't have the ability, don't learn from others to come out and soak up horses. Brothers, go ahead and beat me to death..." The strong man in the head obviously had enough confidence to deal with the stupid coins lying on the ground, and he didn't even care about the so-called drugging. He waved his hand to the left and right, and the bright military knife immediately rushed towards Li Damin.

"Mom's coin! I'm fighting with you!" Looking at the military knife flying towards him, Li Damin struggled with his fate and waved his fists hard.

"Oh, I still have two tricks, I really can't tell you! I don't believe it, I can't beat you with both hands." After seeing Li Damin taking action, the strong man Jia immediately noticed that he had underestimated the man in front of him who dared to compete with his boss.

"Hmph!" Li Damin avoided the sharp knife that was stabbing towards his chest. After a cold snorting, another thug that rushed towards him fell to the ground inexplicably. With a "sniff", a blood mark appeared on Li Damin's arm, and blood beads kept emitting out. Another sharp knife that attacked his thigh stab hit him was stabbed, and another blood trance also began to bubble out blood.

Standing in the corner, Wu Zixu looked coldly as Li Damin's T-shirt was slowly dyed red, and looked coldly at Li Damin who was lying in a pool of blood, struggling to stand up and stagger on the concrete floor. In his mind, only Shi Xunsheng's mouth grew up in shock and the big eyes of the villager Liu Ergou who shot him to death. If there was a cycle of cause and effect, Wu Zixu believed that everything tonight should be the retribution that Li Damin should receive. But Li Damin could not die tonight, and it would be too cheap to die like this. However, although Wu Zixu had no favoritism for Li Damin, such a tenacious struggle was enough to make Wu Zixu look at him with admiration.

"Who is not allowed to move, police!" Just as Li Damin stood up staggeringly for the last time, a cry fell from the sky.

Hearing this silence, the thugs who were besieging Li Damin were stunned and involuntarily stopped the knife in their hands.

"Police? Policeman is a bird's hair! You are so meddling in other people's business, otherwise you can't afford to take care of it! Brothers, don't believe him! Bring down this, so you can go back and get a job!" The strong man looked at the place where the voice came, and found that it was a beautiful young man in hip-hop costume, so he disagreed with sarcasm and continued to issue orders. Hearing the leader's order, several red-colored knives immediately surrounded him again.

"Put down your weapon and don't move, otherwise you will shoot!" Wu Zixu continued to walk forward, but just rightly hid his body outside the street lights. He held a handful of black things in his hand and shouted coldly at the thugs who were still ready to move.

"Boss, he has a gun in his hand! Maybe it's really a policeman!" One of the sharp-eyed thugs immediately started yelling. Hearing this, several thugs immediately hid the sharp knife in their hands behind them.

"There is a gun? I really don't believe in evil anymore! Hum..." The strong man Jia, who was in charge, snorted coldly and walked towards the place where Wu Zixu was standing without thinking. At this moment, a sharp sirens sounded at the end of the alley. Several thugs looked at each other and immediately rushed towards the back door of Xinhai Bar.

"Brother, how are you? Is it important? I'll take you to the hospital!" Seeing the thugs running away with their heads in their arms, Wu Zixu quickly stepped forward and helped Li Damin, covered in blood, and asked in a low voice.

"Are you a policeman? Do you have a gun?" Li Damin was dizzy, but he was still unwilling to let go of his vigilance.

"Gun? Hahaha, this is a gun! Look, hey, you have shed a lot of blood! What should I do now?" Hearing Li Damin's words, Wu Zixu suddenly burst into laughter and threw the stick in front of him. He carried the blood man in front of him, and Wu Zixu rushed towards the depths of the alley in three steps.

"But that sirens..." Li Damin struggled powerlessly, but continued to ask.
Chapter completed!