They are all time-tested red flower sticks.

There is a world of difference from people like Wang Datou and Hu San.

On strength.

I can pick off four or five of them without getting any blood on my clothes.

Fatty Xiao is relatively worse.

At this moment, he was faced with a group fight by more than a dozen Honghua Lang sticks with explosive strength.

The only way to survive is to risk death.

We picked up our sticks and roared forward.

A fight.

Under the light of motorcycle lights.

Bizarre.

Thrilling.

As soon as we made contact, we immediately knocked over five or six people.

But Honghualanggu relies on force to make a living. If he loses, his job will be completely ruined.

Although they were extremely surprised by our fighting power, they were very tenacious, falling and rising again, and rising and falling again.

Round after round, endlessly.

Fatty Xiao roared in his throat, the stick in his hand flew up and down, and his fists and feet were as fast as the wind and rain.

With scarlet eyes, I almost knocked them to the ground one by one with a stick.

We also received a lot of sticks.

There was blood all over his head, face, and body.

gradually……

My whole body was covered with blood, and I could no longer feel any pain. All I could hear in my ears was the whistling of sticks and the wailing of people.

Fatty Xiao fell to the ground.

He at this time.

But like a wolf going crazy, he stood up from the ground, his body swaying, and he turned over two more times with a stick. His face was covered with blood, and he yelled: "Come on! Come on, Goddess!"

Fatty Xiao was knocked down by two red sticks again.

The two red sticks stepped on him and beat him with their sticks angrily.

I rushed over, kicked them away with my feet, and then knocked over a man who was trying to charge forward again with a backhand stick.

This way.

Everyone started to fight around me.

They were venting like crazy.

Venting the thunder-like anger in his heart.

I don't know how much time has passed.

My vision began to blur, the hand holding the stick was dripping with blood, and my legs and feet began to feel a little unsteady.

but.

What I win must be taken away.

unless.

Die here today!

Fatty Xiao also stood up from the ground.

I endured the infinite pain in my body and withstood the strong wind and rain of sticks. I stood alone and started laughing crazily: "It's so happy!"

between the words.

My stick sweeps across.

Several shrill screams were heard.

Several more red sticks fell to the ground.

after many years.

When I recalled this fighting scene, I felt like a madman.

The bald man and the others began to have frightened eyes and panic on their faces.

They were seriously injured.

Several people were frightened and started to retreat.

Once the momentum falls apart.

unstoppable.

Fatty Xiao's face was extremely ferocious, his body was trembling, and he shouted: "Come on! Come on! Don't be a coward!"

No one dared to step forward anymore.

When we walked towards them step by step with sluggish footsteps and murderous eyes.

They are hiding, trembling and shrinking.

Afterwards.

Those who can walk can walk.

Those who couldn't leave threw the red stick on the ground.

Throwing the stick means no more fighting.

This is a complete surrender to us who are not afraid of death.

I tucked the stick into my waist.

He and Fatty Xiao supported each other and walked to the edge.

Lu Cenyin and others have been standing behind us.

When passing by.

Lu Cenyin was completely stunned.

And the scarred Uncle Wang next to her actually showed admiration in his eyes.

That was a gift of attention from an old man in the world.

we won.

Today, neither Brother Pei nor Lu Senyin will take away the gilt doll.

This is the difference between Antique Jianghu and Young and Dangerous.

street lights.

The shadows of the two of us are pulled apart, illusory and ethereal.

After seven or eight hundred meters.

Fatty Xiao could no longer hold on and collapsed.

Lu Senyin's red sedan stopped at the side: "I'll take you to the hospital."

I ignored her and said to Fatty Xiao: "Get up!"

One minute later.

Fatty Xiao stood up shakily from the ground for the third time, supported me, and continued walking forward.

When we reached the main road, we started to hail a taxi.

But since both of them were covered in blood, almost no taxi drivers dared to take us.

It wasn't until later that I took out the money.

It took a brave driver to let us get in the car.

After sending Fatty Xiao to the hospital for bandage.

I asked the taxi driver to take me directly back to the rental house.

In the old society, a red-flowered gangster arranged a fight. If he beat the other party to death, his boss would give him a generous fee and let him fly away.

The current situation is that most of them are crippled and crippled.

It's shameful to report it to the official, and no one will report it.

Even if you sue him, holding him to death is considered a fight.
To be continued...