Zhan Zhizhan's dark face turned red and he was a little embarrassed: "It's a pity that I don't have a knife! Hehe... As long as you have a knife in your heart, no knife is better than having a knife!"

Having said this, Zhan Zhizhan regretted not bringing the nine flying knives his father gave him for self-defense. If there were flying knives, it would be really easy to deal with these stinky hooligans. In fact, although these dozen hooligans each

They are ferocious and can scare people to death, but after all, they are all people with erroneous views and are not monsters. Unfortunately, Zhan Zhizhan has not yet merged with the "Big Monster Mandrill" at this time. Otherwise, the "Big Monster Mandrill" would have reached out to

Even with a little finger, these dozen little hooligans can't resist. Or, the "big demon mandrill" is just like the "golden lion king" Xie Xun in Jin Yong Jin's "The Legend of Heaven and Sword of the Dragon". He was stunned by a "lion's roar" on Wangpan Mountain.

Just like everyone else, with just one roar, these dozen hooligans turned into Keiji Yokoji in "Manhunt".

Dahai raised his eyes and glanced around a dozen hooligans who were about to make a move. He didn't even look at Zhan Zhizhan. He was very calm and said like a big brother admonishing his little brother: "You don't even have a knife, so don't be blind in this mess."

You got involved! This place is not a place for showing off or joking around. Go home and go to bed quickly! Otherwise, your mother should be anxious!"

Zhan Zhizhan poured another bowl of wine, raised his neck to drink it, clapped his mouth, and praised: "It's really good wine!"

Since this "big sea" looked down on him so much, Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. He hugged his fists towards Dahai again and said: "Brother, I drank three glasses of your good wine, so thank you from the bottom of my heart."

!”

"Don't take advantage of that little brat and delay the real thing!" A gangster became impatient. He took two steps forward, raised a homemade pistol and pointed it at Dahai's head, and cursed: "Haidai, your mother.

Even those who turned thirteen are here today!"

Dahai's expression did not change at all. He still looked at the gunpowder gun in the hands of the little gangster very coldly, and said coldly: "I'm not a big or small brat. You should be polite to your elders and take away your spray."

son!"

"You're welcome? If I don't like you, I'll shoot you in the head. Do you believe it? Don't you know? I'll kill anyone I don't like! What can you do if you are like the sea?" the little gangster cursed, holding the gun in his hand.

The gunpowder gun was sent forward again.

Zhan Zhizhan was very attached to Dahai. He felt his head heat up. He immediately stood up and stood in front of Dahai. He put his hands on his waist and said loudly and loudly: "Based on the status of this eldest brother, you guys

None of you are worthy of fighting him! I drank three glasses of good wine from this big brother, hehe! I can’t repay you, so I have to block your bullets for him. If any of you dares to touch this big brother, kill me first.

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"You're such a stinky little brat. You're a poor man looking for death. You can't blame your grandpa!" The young gangster holding the gunpowder gun was stunned at first, then became angry, and slowly turned the gun towards Zhan Zhizhan's face.

face.

Just when Zhan Zhizhan held his breath and waited for the best opportunity to use his "Grappling Hand" to seize the gunpowder gun from the little gangster's hand, suddenly, a wine bottle flew out from behind him and went straight to the face of the little gangster holding the gunpowder gun.

The little gangster ducked instinctively, and the gunpowder gun in his hand made a deafening sound, and the lead bullet hit the wall no more than thirty centimeters away from the head of a waitress.

The waitress screamed "Wow", as if she had been shot, and collapsed on the ground.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of Zhan Zhizhan. He pulled away and changed his appearance. While the gangster was dodging the wine bottle, he quickly penetrated with his left hand, grabbed the gangster's arm holding the gunpowder gun, and stepped up to the left to trap him.

With his right foot and right palm, he hit the little gangster on the chest with a "bang" sound, causing the little gangster to fall backwards. Good! This move of "Da Dahai" to knock down the little gangster is very similar to the one in "The Eighteen Falls of Zhanyi"

The second half of the "Jade Girl Shuttle" move seems a bit nondescript.

Just when Dahai desperately pounced on the hooligan holding a gunpowder gun to save Zhan Zhizhan, tables, chairs and benches flew all over the restaurant, turning it into a pot of porridge. Several hooligans behind Dahai chased after him with knives. One of them was wielding a kitchen knife.

The little hooligan chased him the fastest. He caught up to less than one meter behind Dahai. He picked up the kitchen knife and chopped it down. Dahai's back seemed to have eyes. He didn't even look back. He kicked out with his left foot and kicked the little hooligan's chest with his sole.

The little gangster with the kitchen knife screamed and flew straight away, but the chop force of the kitchen knife in his right hand was quite fierce, and with a "pop" sound, it hit his right leg.

This little hooligan was definitely under twenty years old. He rolled on the ground holding his thighs and howled loudly in pain: "Ah... 'Dahai', you beat me up! I... hurt... it hurts me to death!"

"

These few movements of the rabbit and the falcon were so swift that Zhan Zhizhan could see clearly that it was Dahai who was sitting at the table just now who had taken action. Dahai had always been calm and composed, and Zhan Zhizhan had already guessed that he was no ordinary person, and he did not expect this.

Excellent. Zhan Zhizhan admired him in his heart and nodded secretly: "Leverage your strength to fight, use your strength close to your body; use your strength to unload your strength, and use your voice to assist. The sea looks down on the small group, and your skills are indeed extraordinary!"

Thinking of this, Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but he still didn't forget the etiquette. He clasped his fists very respectfully and said to the middle-aged man: "The senior's kung fu is so good, why should the junior make a fool of himself again. Hehe! I this... this this

Just say goodbye!"

Before Dahai could answer, he suddenly saw the light of the knife flashing, and two kitchen knives and a machete were slashing at Zhan Zhizhan fiercely, within one foot of each other. Zhan Zhizhan quickly took two steps back, grabbed the table next to him, and set it aside.

Several hooligans were vicious and unorganized, but they struck them almost at the same time, making it impossible to parry three fatal knives. Just when Zhan Zhizhan was about to attack the nearest hooligan holding a kitchen knife,

Suddenly, a hand quietly grabbed his right shoulder. At the same time, Zhan Zhizhan felt a gust of cool wind hit his neck.

Whether they are people who have been trained in actual combat or not, everyone knows that in a life-or-death situation, the competition is speed. Fortunately, Zhan Zhizhan's reaction speed is incomparable to others. Before Zhan Zhizhan's consciousness could react,

He had already relied on instinct to use his left hand to clasp the back of the little gangster's hand upwards, and used the sixteenth drop of "The Eighteen Drops of Zhanyi", "Buckle the Wrist and Stick the Elbow". He put his right foot back, turned his body to the right, and used his right hand to lift up from behind.

Hold the little gangster's elbow, quickly turn your arms forward and downward, and turn your palm. With your left hand, grab the little gangster's wrist and press it inward. With your right hand, press and cut the enemy's elbow. Use both hands at the same time to twist the little gangster's hand. Follow the trend with the toes of your right foot.

It tilts up, moves forward, and hooks the little gangster's front feet upward, causing the little gangster to lose control of his center of gravity and fall outwards.

Zhan Zhizhan snatched the knife from the little gangster and took a look in his hand. It turned out to be a triangular scraper similar to the bayonet of a Type 56 automatic rifle. Under the fluorescent lamp of the hotel, the triangular scraper was dark and shiny, with three deep slits.

The semi-circular groove extends to the flat tip of the scraper, and a sinister murderous aura comes out of it. What a good knife!

The moment Zhan Zhizhan paused and looked at the triangular scraper in his hand, a figure rushed towards him quickly and with a flash of light, an extremely sharp homemade little Japanese saber slashed viciously at his head.

At this time, it was obviously too late to hide anymore. Zhan Zhizhan burst into laughter, shouted loudly, flipped his wrist, and blocked the sneak attacker's fatal knife. There was a loud "clang" sound, and the two knives made a dazzling sound.

Sparks, Zhan Zhizhan felt his palm go numb, and the triangular scraper in his hand almost flew out. Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help being shocked, and secretly praised in his heart: "This son of a bitch is so energetic! I didn't actually put it

His knife flew away!"

Zhan Zhizhan looked intently and saw that it was a burly man about the same height as him, with red eyes and a beard on his face. He fixed the saber tightly on his hand with a cloth strap, just like Zhan Zhizhan and him.

He hates taking his wife away, and Zhan Zhizhan is gnashing his teeth and glaring at her angrily.

"Damn it! It's not that I'm not as strong as him, it's because he tied the knife to his hand. But this guy is also a ruthless man who grew up playing with his life!" Zhan Zhizhan felt that the blood in his body began to boil, and he became more and more excited.

The stronger the opponent, the more he can inspire his fighting spirit. The bearded sword pointed at Zhan Zhizhan, and with a step forward, Zhan Zhizhan quickly attacked him. Zhan Zhizhan's ambition suddenly aroused, he wanted to see the hand strength of this bearded man.

How big is it? So, Zhan Zhizhan refused to give in, shouted again, and quickly raised the spur in his right hand. There was another crisp sound of "clang", and Zhan Zhizhan's arm felt numb again, but

But he stood firmly. Although the opponent had the advantage of having a stronger sword and struck with all his strength, the force was very domineering, but Zhan Zhizhan was still so shocked that he staggered back a few steps.

How could Zhan Zhizhan give Luowei Huzi another chance to attack again, not to mention that he was surrounded by dangers and could be chopped by the opponent at any time. Zhan Zhizhan's body swayed, and he quickly approached Luowei Huzi's side. As the saying goes,

"Every inch is short and every inch is dangerous." In close combat, the power of the small and lightweight triangular scraper is fully exerted. After a few rounds, how can the bearded man withstand Zhan Zhizhan's fierce attack? I don't know when, on his body

Two more wounds were added.

"Haha, little brother, you are really good at it!" Zhan Zhizhan glanced sideways and saw three or four hooligans lying at the foot of the "sea", writhing in pain. He was looking at Zhan Zhizhan with a smile.

Zhan Zhizhan bowed his hand to him and smiled in return.

The bearded man was by no means comparable to the ordinary gangsters in society. He was completely a desperado. Taking advantage of Zhan Zhizhan's distracted moment, he did not give up this fleeting opportunity. With a turn of his wrist, he swung the little devil's sword in his hand again.

He came out and slashed fiercely at Zhan Zhizhan's left shoulder. Zhan Zhizhan turned to one side and managed to avoid the blade with lightning speed, but the bearded man was very quick and his attacks were extremely vicious. He looked like he had been trained in street fights.

of real skill.

Seeing the bearded man desperately attacking him, Zhan Zhizhan was furious and used a trick in the "Emei Thorn" routine to "stab and pinch the leg" to attack the beard. The beard was also unambiguous, and at the last moment he struck out.

He turned sideways and avoided the triangular scraper, but did not avoid Zhan Zhizhan's kick. Following a solid muffled sound, the bearded man let out a strange cry, covered his neck in pain, and staggered in his steps.
Chapter completed!