As soon as he said this, Xing Luo suddenly raised his leg and kicked Hong Dong hard in the stomach. The sole of his right foot sank into Hong Dong's stomach. It can be seen that the force was extremely heavy.
"Bang."
A dull sound sounded, and immediately after, Hong Dong flew out, knocking down the unlucky guys behind him, and then wiped out a scratch of more than ten meters on the ground before he stopped, and immediately lay on the ground.
Holding her stomach, her body twitched.
"Well……"
Hong Dong made an unusual sound of pain and weirdness from his mouth, which sounded like he could tell how much pain he was in at this moment. He struggled to get up, but he tried several times without success. Finally, his body trembled and suddenly
He lay softly on the ground and collapsed.
He fainted from the pain!
It can be seen from this that the kick just now contained great power. Just one kick made a man with a strong physique and often participated in fights instantly lose his ability to move, and then he fainted from the pain.
But the most important thing is that the person who took action, Xing Luo, had a calm and indifferent face, as if he had just done an insignificant thing.
"Damn it, brothers, go ahead, cripple him and avenge Brother Dong." After the silence, the whole place was silent for a moment, and then one of Hong Dong's group came to his senses first and waved three times with his right hand.
The foot-long iron rod struck hard at Xing Luo's left shoulder.
"Bang."
Before the iron rod in Hong Dong's henchman's hand touched Xing Luo's left shoulder, he kicked him again as fast as lightning, mercilessly kicking the man who was swinging the iron rod at him.
In the stomach of the man, the soles of his feet were also sunk into the man's stomach, and he immediately flew out. He twitched on the ground for a while, then fell limply to the ground and fainted.
After kicking one down, Xing Luo picked up the stone under his feet and threw it at the person who was five meters away from him. There was no doubt that the stones hit the knees of Hong Dong's group one after another.
Immediately he started bleeding, holding his injured leg and howling on the ground.
In just a few breaths, he knocked down nearly a dozen people, but Xing Luo's face remained calm, and his eyes were unwavering, as if the pain of these people had nothing to do with him, or it was like squeezing an ant to death.
Generally speaking, don't take it to heart at all.
He grabbed another handful of stones from the ground and held them in his hands. Xing Luo looked at the surprised and fearful group of people with a smile on his face and said, "Come on, come on, continue, you continue.
Come up and see if I have more rocks than you have more people. I am also afraid of the iron rods in your hands, so I will kick you down with my feet reflexively. There is nothing I can do about it."
After finishing speaking, Xing Luo's face showed an innocent look of confusion again, and he spread his hands.
"Why are you still standing there? Don't your hands feel itchy? Go ahead and beat them hard." After finally throwing out a handful of stones, Xing Luo shouted loudly, but immediately rushed over at the head of the pack, then got up and lay on the ground.
The iron rod in the hands of the man crying and howling on the ground hit the person in front of him on the shoulder.
The fights between their students are also measured, that is, they cannot hit the head with a murder weapon, and they cannot directly kill them. They have always followed this rule, and no one dares to make an exception. Once an exception is made, the people who are shocked will be
There are many people, and the consequences are not what they could have predicted.
Seeing Xing Luo rushing forward, Li Zhen, Wang Ze and others suddenly had a look of madness in their eyes. They waved their sticks and rushed towards the group of senior high school students. They were all as powerful as tigers, and their momentum suddenly became huge.
rise.
The group of senior high school students also felt this turbulent momentum. In addition, Xingluo knocked down more than ten people in a few breaths before, and the last handful of stones knocked down nearly ten more people. Finally, they saw
Xing Luo's momentum of taking the lead caused all the third-year students to grit their teeth and rush forward.
At this age when youth is burning and blood is boiling, in the eyes of these passionate youthful students, only the friendship between brothers and only the blessings and hardships between brothers can make them move forward bravely.
In this small forest, there is the sound of the collision of iron rods. Except for Xing Luo, the monster who defies the sky, who has no paint on his face or body, the rest of the people are all without exception. Either their face is swollen or their eyes are blue, and the most tough one is
It was Xiang Feiteng who had a strong body. He held an iron rod in his right hand and kept hitting other people's hands and feet with anger. With his strong body, he knocked down many people along the way.
Li Zhen and others, on the other hand, were all red-faced. When they saw the senior high school student, without saying a word, they directly hit him with an iron rod. Even if they received a few muffled blows, they still had to give him a stick in return.
This is youth, this is youth and frivolity.
After the iron rod knocking battle was over, Xing Luo looked at Li Zhen, Wang Ze, Zhao Yu, Xiang Feiteng and others who were sitting on the ground panting, and couldn't help but smile. When they first started fighting, these four were the craziest.
Now, if you carry an iron rod and hit it, you don't care whether someone else's iron rod will fall on you.
Maybe, this is high school life.
Xing Luo glanced at the azure sky, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and fought with others. The most taboo thing is that the enemy will die one thousand and I will lose eight hundred, but after seeing the desperate posture of Xiang Feiteng and others just now, Xing Luo
Luo rejected this idea. When he saw the victorious smiles on the faces of the four of them, Xing Luo felt that it was not impossible to lose one thousand to the enemy and eight hundred to me.
At least, it was a victory in the end.
"Let's go, we won this battle." Xing Luo looked at the senior high school student lying on the ground and said with a smile.
The senior high school students all had bruises and swollen faces, their arms spread wide, and their bodies posed in a large shape. They squinted their eyes and looked at the distant blue sky. After listening to Xing Luo's words, they rested for nearly ten minutes.
He slowly stood up, dragging his injuries, and helped his companions who had not recovered yet, back.
However, when Zhao Yu saw the backs of the senior high school students returning, he finally recovered from his shock and exclaimed excitedly: "Which grade did we just fight with? I didn't dream, did I? It was the senior high school students.
?”
"What do you think?" Hearing this, Li Zhen slapped Zhao Yu on the back of the head and laughed.
"Damn... Ouch." Zhao Yu stood up excitedly. Because the movement was too large, he pulled the injured area, and he immediately let out an ouch.
"Ha ha……"
Seeing Zhao Yu's funny scene, the more than 20 people present couldn't help laughing. Xing Luo sighed a little, then patted Zhao Yu and said to everyone: "Let's finish the fight."
If the fight is over, I’ll treat you to dinner and drinks.”
Hearing Xing Luo's words, everyone present cheered, laughing at each other's pig-headed face, and helped him stand up.
"Hey, hey, boss, didn't we agree that last time you invited the brothers, this meal is mine." However, Li Zhen was not happy anymore.
Xing Luo rubbed his forehead helplessly, looked at Li Zhen's determined look, sighed helplessly, and said with a smile: "Okay, what's yours is yours, you save money for me, I'm still happy."
"Haha, let's go to the food stall opposite the school." Li Zhen laughed.