Zhao Jing took a breath and looked at Han Xiaohei in panic. There were so many people on the other side, was he stupid? He had a brain problem? He didn't think of ways to avoid them, but he still had to slap them in the face!

"Brother Xiao Hei, you..."

Before Zhao Jing could finish her words, she could only hear a few crisp sounds of "papapapapapa". Then Zhao Jing felt a hot heart in her palm, with a hint of pain.

I slapped the little gangster in the face, and it was more than one, several times!

Zhao Jing really didn't know how terrible things were about to happen. She was so scared that she closed her eyes and did not dare to look at the group of little gangsters who were about to get angry.

The customers of the entire barbecue city and the bosses of the barbecue city were all confused. They looked at the couple foolishly. Is this the so-called life and death?

Moreover, the man was still eating mutton skewers!

The little gangster who was slapped in the face was even more stunned, or was stumbled. He really didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative first.

Moreover, the slap was still in his face!

Including the other little gangsters, they all failed to recover. Arrogance and arrogance are their synonyms, but some people dare to touch their synonyms. This is the rhythm of dying.

The originally noisy barbecue city suddenly became quiet and silent. The atmosphere was like a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds, which made people feel a little breathless.

Quiet, quiet, as if at this moment, a needle fell to the ground and could be heard clearly.

The people watching seemed to be performing the same picture in their minds. The group of gangsters turned into a group of crazy beasts and rushed up. Then, the positions where the men and women sat would splash out blood, and even broken limbs and arms.

Everyone was worried about the strange couple, but at this time, there was still someone gloating. Even that ugly guy, his woman was taken advantage of by those ruffians, but he was too cowardly to go against those ruffians.

However, he felt a little embarrassed in his heart. At least he could not show off as badly as before in front of his girlfriend.

But at this time he seized the opportunity. He smiled gloatingly and said to his girlfriend in a low voice: "See, if I had just been like that poor boy, I would have provoked those bastards. In the end, you would not only be touched, but you and I would have been beaten very badly."

"Also, those gangsters may pull you out and force you to do that. So, don't doubt my courage, I'm just thinking about your safety. From this perspective, I can also see that I'm not a reckless person."

The ugly guy's girlfriend suddenly felt that her cowardly boyfriend had not provoked those gangsters just now, and that was right.

Damn!

I really should have slashed a ray of lightning and killed that disgusting ugly guy.

"Dare to hit my brothers, brothers, come on!" The guy in the lead shouted loudly, pulled out a knife from his waist, and rushed up the first one.

Immediately, the other little gangsters also pulled out the guys they had prepared long ago and rushed towards Han Xiaohei and Zhao Jing.

The guy who was slapped in the face had long been so angry that his teeth were itchy. But when he was about to get up, he kicked his lower abdomen with one foot and flew backwards seven or eight meters away.

In most barbecue cities, mutton skewers are no longer made of wood, but made of iron. I wonder if God was open-minded. When the little gangster kicked off by one, several iron skewers were stabbed into their backs when they fell to the ground.

Immediately, besides the beer and food that fell on the ground, there was a piece of bright red blood. The severe pain made the little punk feel so painful that it could only cry on the ground, and there was no strength to get up to take revenge.

Who else can anyone except Han Xiaohei kick the little gangster away?

Who else can you dare to provoke so many little gangsters besides Han Xiaohei?

If you hurt someone like this, you can still relax, as if nothing happened. You will sit on a stool and continue eating mutton skewers. Who else can you do except Han Xiaohei?!

The battle started, and an inevitable but huge number of battles began!

The timid people, seeing the bright red on the ground and the more angry little gangsters, all left this place of right and wrong in a hurry.

The rest of the people also hid far away. They didn't want to continue eating, but wanted to watch the fun.

What's the fun to watch when a man, plus a woman, is against a dozen young gangsters who are strong and have a guy in their hands?

Some people don’t think so. One kick can kick an adult so far, and it can be so leisurely and contented. They all vaguely feel that the boy who collapsed in front of Mount Tai and did not move was not simple.

Maybe a miracle will really happen.

One person beats more than a dozen people to look for their teeth, and they are urinating!

After the little gangsters were stunned, they became even more angry. They originally wanted to leave a way out for the kid, but now it seems that there is no need.

Zhao Jing, who was sitting next to Han Xiaohei, had been scared to the point of being at a loss. She collapsed on the stool, and her feet seemed to be filled with lead, and she could not escape even if she wanted to.

Just as the group of little gangsters were about to rush over, they placed one hand on Zhao Jing's left shoulder, and then Zhao Jing was lifted up by a powerful force.

Zhao Jing was so scared that she screamed in shock, because she flew up, and her butt was still sitting on the bench and flew up. The hand that was holding her left shoulder just now had long disappeared. Because she was thrown away by that hand.

However, Zhao Jing fell steadily to the ground, except for the fright, he was not injured by any physical damage.

Even when he landed, Zhao Jing didn't feel any pain. It seemed to fall on a pile of thick cotton, with a little elasticity.

However, there is cold cement floor under your feet, how could it be cotton?

The panic had long been confused and rushed away. Zhao Jing looked at Han Xiaohei who was still eating mutton skewers. She couldn't figure out how Han Xiaohei did it!

How much effort does it take to throw an adult with one hand away?

Moreover, the person who was thrown away seemed to fall on soft cotton when he landed on the ground. It was obviously a cold concrete floor, but why did it feel like cotton?

Zhao Jing couldn't figure it out, but what Han Xiaohei brought to her was either shock or shock.

Seeing that the group of little gangsters had rushed over, Han Xiaohei was still sitting leisurely and calmly, not moving. It seemed that the group of little gangsters were really like flies in front of him, and he didn't bother to be looked at by him.

However, Zhao Jing didn't know Han Xiaohei's monster, and shouted worriedly: "Brother Xiaohei, run away!"

run?

When facing the enemy, Han Xiaohei never had the word "run" in his dictionary.

Of course, that is on the premise of encountering a very powerful enemy.

If he really encounters a very powerful enemy, Han Xiaohei will only be beaten. If he doesn't run away, it can only be said that Han Xiaohei's mind is in trouble.

Keep the green mountains here, aren’t you afraid of losing firewood?

However, these little gangsters are just candids. Han Xiaohei felt that he could kill Xiaoxiaohei's hair. So, there was no need to run away.

The guy who led the lead rushed up first. His lower plate was very stable, but Han Xiaohei insisted on attacking his lower plate. Using his hands and feet? No, just one peanut is enough!

The peanuts that were bounced out by Han Xiaohei were like a bullet. They hit the opponent's right thigh without anyone noticing it.

And the guy who was hit felt a sudden pain in his right thigh. The pain was like eating a bullet. However, I didn't hear the gunshot just now.

The guy wanted to rush forward, but his right thigh could no longer be lifted. It was not only because of the pain, but there seemed to be other reasons. Because the guy couldn't use any strength on his right thigh, it was like he was being sacked.

However, I still feel the pain, so how could I be ruined? It’s really inexplicable.

When the guy looked down, a hole broke in his pants and blood surged out. He wanted to make sure if the bullet hit him was a bullet.

When the guy pulled open the hole in his pants, he saw a peanut stained with blood and was immediately shocked.

That's a peanut, it's really just a peanut?!

This...how is this possible?!

A guy who can use peanuts as bullets is a monster!

That guy would rather this be not a peanut, but a real bullet. He suddenly felt a little regretful and shouldn't provoke this monster. So, it was too late to stop the companions who rushed over.

Han Xiaohei didn't want these disgusting guys to dirty his hands. He didn't need to fight with these candids, just a plate of peanut beans is enough!

He picked up the plate of peanuts and seemed to be thrown casually, but the thrown peanuts seemed to be arranged by troops and flew towards the group of little gangsters in a very orderly manner.

All the onlookers were surprised and guessing what Han Xiaohei wanted to do.

Do you want to use the thrown peanuts to deal with those little gangsters holding swords, guns and sticks?

This seems a bit unlikely, right?!

It is unlikely, this word is used on others. With Han Xiaohei, nothing is impossible!

Suddenly, everyone's eyes widened because they found that the peanuts had accelerated their speed. They seemed to have turned into bullets, no, they were even more powerful than bullets!

The little punks who wanted to rush over were also stunned and stared at the peanuts blankly. Is that peanuts or bullets?

No one has time to identify the peanuts, because the speed of the peanuts is so fast that people cannot keep up with their speed.

In the dead quiet, in the incredible situation of everyone, in the air that was so nervous that it was about to explode, there were only shrill screams.

The little gangsters threw away the guys in their hands, either holding their knees, holding their lower abdomen, or holding their chests, rolling around on the ground in pain, screaming like a pig killing.

It hurts so much, it hurts so much!

Is it really a bullet?!

However, in the blood holes, there were peanuts stained with blood.
Chapter completed!