When things have reached this point, even a fool can see what the short man is thinking.

Therefore, Lin Junfu had nothing to think about and went straight to the point: "If you plan to ask us to hand over Wei Yang, then I can only say sorry."

Stretching his hand to the side, Acheng immediately handed over the steel pipe he had just picked up with understanding. After receiving the steel pipe, Lin Junfu's expression also changed, and his tone of voice became lower:

"We will not hand over anyone! If you insist on doing that, just ask the steel pipe in my hand if you agree!"

There is no need to doubt Lin Junfu's determination, because his self-transparent aura has already made the short man feel a substantial murderous aura.

But after all, there were five of them, and there was Scarface backing them up, so even though he was a little timid, Wei Yang's beauty still made him take risks and put on a "fighting" posture:

"Lin! You'd better figure it out. This is not the time when Xu Renjie is in power! Don't blame me for not reminding you. You have offended us, and there will definitely be no good fruit to eat. And she is just a bitch. For

Is it worth it for a girl to risk her life?"

Although the short man had a good idea in trying to use psychological warfare to dismantle Lin Junfu's fighting spirit, he ignored an extremely important issue.

That is, the ideological and moral realms of people are completely different. At least with his dirty and dirty head, he cannot understand the meaning of the eight words "share life and death with sincerity and sincerity".

Lin Junfu turned around and glanced at his companions in the room. They all showed a mellow smile.

This smile is so incompatible with the current environment, but it truly reflects the psychological state of the survivors at this moment.

Sure enough, when Lin Junfu returned to his body, the survivors almost said two words in unison: "It's worth it!"

"Okay! Okay! You have courage! Ah~ you're so damn talented!" Glancing sideways at his mouth, the short man raised his not-so-thick thumb, and then took two steps back calmly.

Obviously, the short man is ready to betray his teammates. He knows that it is difficult to parry the opponent's attack with his own strength, so he wants to take advantage of the fierce battle between the two sides to "teleport back", and then move in reinforcements to "counterattack gank"

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However, he had a good plan, but the appearance of one person completely ruined his exquisite layout.

The man came very quickly. He didn't even say hello after entering the room. He just went straight to the short man and grabbed the back of his neck.

The short man was dragged out of the tent with a strange scream of surprise.

"Who!" This was the short man's first words after he landed, but before he could see the face of the person coming, a sharp whip swept across his left arm.

"Ouch!" He screamed again, and the short man was kicked to the ground by the powerful and heavy whip leg.

When the bandits drove him out and helped him up, the short man was already beaten to pieces and couldn't tell his direction.

"Holy shit! Wei Dazhuang! It's you? What the hell do you mean?"

"Fuck! Our brothers didn't look for you, but you brought it to your door yourself!"

The four gangsters were so happy when you said something and I scolded them, but after scolding them for a long time, no one dared to take a step forward!

"Talk!" Seeing the other party's lackluster look, Wei Dazhuang spat disdainfully.

Everything that happened just now was like lightning. Not only did the short man and the others show no reaction, even Lin Junfu and the others who were facing the curtain also had surprised faces.

No, Lin Junfu, who had just stepped out of the tent, also showed a look of astonishment after seeing the face of the attacker: "Is it you? Wei Dazhuang!?"

Obviously Da Zhuang's appearance was beyond Lin Junfu's expectation: "Why are you here?"

Wei Dazhuang seemed to be oblivious to Lao Lin's question, and he walked straight towards the short man.

The two short male comrades in the middle of the rung subconsciously looked at each other and stepped aside knowingly.

Just kidding! They actually experienced each other's fists last time. The impact was as powerful as steel, so much so that one of them still has wind in his front teeth!

In full view of everyone, Wei Dazhuang grabbed the collar of the short man who was lying limply on the ground without any scruples.

Immediately he lifted it up, and the short man's nearly 110 kilogram body stood straight upright under the force of Wei Dazhuang's brute force.

Seeing that things were about to escalate, Zhao Huilong, who had been hiding behind the crowd, finally couldn't stay still.

He knew Wei Dazhuang's character very well, and he knew that if he didn't step forward to stop him at this time, the short man's fate today would be to be semi-disabled, if not dead.

"You~you? Wei Dazhuang?" As his consciousness recovered, the short man gradually recognized the appearance of the man in his eyes. Although he still couldn't figure out where he had offended this evil god, his instinctive fear still called him...

For a moment, he begged for mercy: "Hey, hey, hey! You, what are you doing? Let me go! Let me go quickly!"

Indifferent! Wei Dazhuang stared into the short man's eyes as if he were looking at someone dead, which made the latter even more horrified.

"Hey! Why are you just watching the excitement? Help get this guy out of the way!" Seeing that it was impossible to beg for mercy, the short man had no choice but to pin his hopes on the remaining four accomplices.

It's a pity that these four guys didn't seem to recognize him at all, and they all looked away.

Such a dramatic scene can't help but make people sigh!

We are all brothers! We are also facing a crisis!

Lin Junfu and the others can live and die together calmly!

But the group of short men are like a loose flock of chickens, which disperse when they are coaxed!

This is the difference between real brothers and fake dog friends!

Zhao Huilong hurried to Wei Dazhuang's side, carefully held his arms with swollen veins, and then persuaded him in the calmest tone possible: "Brother Wei, what are you talking about? You, please calm down.

, these, these are all our own people.”

"Yes, yes, Brother Wei, we are our own, our own! Don't fight your own!" As if grasping a life-saving straw, the short man followed Zhao Huilong's words and hurriedly begged for mercy and relief for himself.

After hearing the "emphasized reminders" from the above two people, Wei Dazhuang, who was in an angry state, seemed to have regained some of his rationality, and gradually lowered his raised fists.

"From now on, I will ask you questions, no nonsense! Do you understand?"

"I understand! I understand!"

Wei Dazhuang doesn't need any reminder. Even if you ask a short man to kneel down and sing "Conquer", he will do it without hesitation.
Chapter completed!