Mr. Bu, the tycoon of the valley, surrounded two tables of soldiers, and the encirclement was shrinking, and many people looked eager to try on their faces.

Since the Guards arrived in this city, the young girls always liked them, countless girls were soaked away, and in addition, Mr. Bu would pay for the bill after a fight, so they were not afraid.

Seeing so many people surrounding him, Nawu instinctively retreated and pointed his finger ahead: "I see which of you dares to move."

The old soldiers of Puson's team were used to such scenes. They smiled at Nawu's completely different performance, without any tension.

Let Bai sigh and said to Shabi: "I snatched other people's goods and fought here. Just wait for the cleanup. I've said a long time ago, don't rob, you must not listen."

"Why do you talk so much?" Sabi smiled, "I haven't done it for a long time, I'm itchy?"

There are two manifestations of making Bai excited, one is full of challenging desires, and the other is a chatterbox. Both of them are bad signs.

The scholar in the team took off the glasses he just bought. He bought this thing purely for the identity of the scholar.

The veteran took a step forward, and the besieged man holding the pistol immediately pointed the gun at him, and the veteran stepped forward with the gun.

Rang Bai was still talking: "I said a long time ago that we are not robbers and we can't steal the people's things. Look, I'm right."

The man holding the pistol shouted: "Don't move! The bullet doesn't have eyes!"

A thug pressed his hand on Shabi's shoulder and was about to punch him. The latter held the man's wrist with his backhand and twisted it hard, then elbowed him and knocked him over.

This elbow sounded the horn of the attack, and the tavern became lively.

The wildness of men's fist-to-fist flesh has long been no longer limited to the tavern. People waiting outside are frightened by the fierce collisions that erupt inside.

The tavern owner silently calculated the fees, items and business expenses in his mind, and it would be best to count the bills of those who had not settled today. But he thought about how to ask Mr. Bu for money, which is not so easy to ask.

The passersby were ready ten minutes ago. Because they were afraid of the boss, they only dared to watch from afar. However, they still had the heart to eat melons and there was nothing important to do at night. Look at the fight, so there would be a topic of conversation tomorrow.

If everyone talks about this again but you don’t know, it will be out of touch with the times.

A hole was broken in the tavern window, and a chair flew to the street and broke. Mr. Bu's two men were pushed out of the window by a huge force.

The veteran stood at the broken window and spitted at the two people who fell outside. Then, the onlookers saw the veteran punched in the face through the hole. The veteran cursed and responded with a color.

The four people pressed the veteran under him, and the veteran struggled to escape.

The tavern was not big, and a group of people were fighting in a limited space. The scene was quite chaotic. In the chaos, the deputy captain was punched by the scholar.

The deputy captain was so angry that he vented all his anger on Mr. Bu's men, beating and scolding: "If you can't see clearly, put on your glasses!"

Passers-by were excited and applauded, and two gunshots suddenly came from the tavern.

The passers-by were stunned and stood there in a daze. Some time ago, they all knew what the gunshots looked like.

A well-dressed Mr. Zuo Lan turned over and dismounted. He was also stunned by what was happening. After a while, these uneasy guys were indeed in trouble.

The tavern was lively, and the thug holding a pistol fired a gun at the top of the tavern, but it didn't work at all.

In desperation, they could only point the gun at the soldiers, but they really didn't dare to fire this shot. After firing this shot, their interest changed. Moreover, their companions had already blocked the water ahead and people kept flying out of the battlefield.

There was a Minba and a thug. The two of them fought each other across the table, making them bruised and swollen.

For the sake of brotherhood, the eldest cousin tried his best to squeeze into the battlefield, but he was weak and didn't know who it was, so he pushed him from behind to the front. The eldest cousin, who realized his wish, was kicked in the chest and let out a ghostly wail.

Finally, the eldest cousin who was forced to sacrifice slowly slid to the safety zone at the end like a dead dog. Nawu held half of his body and pinched the Renzhong with his fingers.

"Wake up! Uncle! Wake up!"

Shabi knocked down one of them with a gun, and the knocked down man hugged Shabi's legs with his arms, making him unable to output to the bottom. Then, the two thugs pushed Shabi to the ground and held him tightly.

The moment he lay down, Shabi saw the veterans of the same situation, and countless shoes, and one foot kept kicking and hitting him.

Only those who can stay awake during the melee are Pusen and Jean Bai.

He grabbed a thug by the chest and pushed it to Pusen. Pusen took advantage of the situation to use it as a shield and charged towards the target holding the pistol.

Let Bai follow closely, always pay attention to Pusen's rear, and solve the difficulties for him.

Inside the tavern, above the crowd, tables, chairs, benches, wine glasses, barrels, people are flying, and wailing sounds.

The thugs who really couldn't get involved had already retreated outside the tavern because of the crowding, holding the weapons tightly in their hands, always alert to the opportunity to show their skills.

Pusen finally overturned his target, and then, a pistol accidentally fired in desperation, and the bullet hit his shoulder and pierced the roof.

The worst thing is that he was hit in the head by a thug with a wooden stick.

With a stick, Pusson's mind went blank and he was kicked away by the thug behind him.

No matter how experienced a person is, he will capsize in such a melee.

The man who kicked Capson wanted to go up and make up a few kicks, but was slapped in the face by Bai Yiyi. Before the man could react, a strong Minba raised it over his head, and he flew into the sky like a table, chair, and bench.

In the only safe area, Nawu's eyes were filled with tears. He was really afraid that his uncle would die like this. He swung his hands and slapped them like crazy, making his cousin's face swollen.

Fortunately, my cousin recovered from unconsciousness. He didn't feel how painful the place he was kicked. The pain on his face had covered everything.

The soldiers and Minba were suppressed by the sea of ​​people, and the defense line was shrinking. There was not much safety area left for Nago, which made him feel deeply fear.

He let Bai snatch the stick with one hand and fire the left and right, and cleaned up a vacuum. Taking advantage of this stall, the brothers of the reconnaissance team dragged their boss back.

Two figures flashed in front of Pson, which was Shabi who had broken free from his restraints. He pushed a thug and rushed towards the broken window, and the two of them got outside together.

In the eyes of the onlookers, a soldier was riding on a thug, and he knocked his thug fainted with a few fists.

After Shabi finished solving this, she was about to get back to bed when she found that the thugs who had retreated outside were coming towards him with sticks.

Shabi roared and looked alone, and launched a fierce attack on several thugs.

The few who were pressing on the veterans in the tavern were already stupid. They were in the encirclement circle, their companions surrounded the soldiers, and the soldiers surrounded them.

After a fierce beating, both threw out the window.

Pusen shook his head and tried to wake up. The deputy captain put it next to Pusen and said, "No, boss, the place is too small and can't be used."

At the front of the defense line, only one stick left was complete, and the other one had been interrupted. He dropped the broken one, held the rifle in one hand, so as to force the thugs to retreat.

The veteran cursed and got up on the ground: "Come on, this time I've fallen."

Now a strange scene has appeared, with the Minba and the soldiers fighting back to back together.

At this time, a bruised and swollen head came in outside the window, firmly attracting everyone's attention.

Then, the head slid down the window, and Zuo Lan sucked in a leisurely manner and smiled at the people in the tavern: "Do you need help?"

Behind Zuo Lan, Shabi was suppressed by an enemy who was ten times more powerful than him, and was covered in scars and shouted wildly: "Stop talking! Help!"

Zuo Lan shook her head and slowly approached the closest one. With an uppercut, the thug rose into the air incredibly. The person who was beaten could feel that his feet had left the ground.

This scene shocked everyone, the Minba people were already crazy and their morale was high.

"I'll go! It's so fucking!"

The veteran blurted out praise.
Chapter completed!