The third thousand two hundred and twenty-eight chapters of Xing Er of rage
At this moment, the sound of music, the girl's frightened screams, the sounds of objects falling and the screams of being hit by sticks resounded throughout the entire karaoke hall. A leisure place that had just been reverberating with pleasant music and singing, suddenly became...
It was like a mess.
At this time, Xing Er, who was already surrounded by several horse boys, turned pale. He looked at the dilapidated singing hall, his fat face trembling violently in anger, and he raised his hand and pointed at Xiaoya who was running towards the door.
Several people yelled at the men around them: "Damn it, stop them!"
He then grabbed the walkie-talkie from the hand of a boy next to him and shouted into the microphone: "Come here, call all the brothers around you and bring them with you!"
The boy in a suit standing next to him was pale. He had just been knocked down by Zhang Wa, and he already knew in his heart that the other person was a master of martial arts. At this time, there was a violent look in his eyes, and he was facing
He shouted at the six or seven boys who were running down the stairs: "Guys, these people are from Brother Xiang's side, we must not let them escape!"
Following his roar, a boy who was running down the stairs raised a gun. He leaned on the handrail of the stairs and put the bullet in his mouth with a "clatter". He raised the gun and aimed down into the messy hall below. In addition,
Several boys turned around and ran towards the second floor, apparently to get the murder weapon upstairs.
There were a lot of people in the hall downstairs. A group of people from Chengru had already intertwined with the horsemen around them. The figures of the enemy and ourselves were constantly changing their positions. The boy standing on the pavilion raised his shotgun and aimed at the crowd below, but he was still delayed.
He didn't dare to pull the trigger. He knew that the shotgun in his hand was filled with shotgun. Once he pulled the trigger, a piece of iron sand would be ejected from the muzzle. He simply couldn't aim at a single target in such a mixed crowd.
At this moment, the figure of the wind knife suddenly flashed out of the door, and a white light flew out of his hand like a bolt of lightning. The diamond-shaped flying knife flew from bottom to top with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
It flew in front of the boy holding the gun, and then hit the handguard under the barrel of the shotgun with a loud "snap".
The barrel of the shotgun that was pointing at the hall below was raised to the side and upward with a sound. The boy holding the gun was caught off guard and immediately pulled the index finger of his right hand on the trigger.
"Bang", a burst of fire erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and a piece of iron sand shot towards the ceiling of the karaoke hall. A large chandelier on the roof that was emitting dim light immediately heard a "cracking" sound.
There was a shattering sound, followed by the chandelier shaking violently several times, bringing countless glass shards down to the middle of the hall, and the originally dark hall suddenly became even darker.
A group of people who were fighting fiercely below immediately let out a scream. Everyone didn't care to continue to fight, and they all held their heads and hid around. At this time, a deep voice suddenly came from the door: "Get out quickly!"
Chengru and a group of people suddenly heard the order issued by Wan Lin. Several people took advantage of the chaos and rushed to the door with sticks in their hands. In the blink of an eye, they rushed outside the singing hall with the screaming crowd. Everyone turned and ran towards the side street.
go.
At this time, twenty or thirty tough boys had already rushed out of the surrounding bars, bathing centers and dance halls. These boys with bare arms tattooed with green dragons were carrying sticks and machetes and were heading towards the singing hall with fierce looks.
Come rushing.
Chengru and a group of people rushed to the side street, and immediately saw Wan Lin and Feng Dao standing beside Xiaoya and the others. Wan Lin looked at the group of boys running from the surroundings and shouted in a low voice: "Lao Cheng, Zhang Wa, bring people over to stimulate
, stimulate them, be gentle, and don't let them lose their combat effectiveness. Xiaoya, you retreat to the second target according to the plan."
Following Wan Lin's words, a group of people from Chengru held the sticks they had snatched in their hands and pounced on the group of boys running in front of them like hungry tigers. Several people rushed in front of each other, raised the sticks in their hands and pointed at the opponent.
The opponent's arm was smashed, and a "pah, pah, pah" sound of sticks was heard. Chengru and several others smashed the opponent's stick away, and then lightly knocked on the opponent's arm.
In the blink of an eye, the murderous weapons in the hands of the seven or eight boys in front flew out of their hands. Before they could react, Chengru and several others had already kicked them to both sides of the sidewalk. The group of boys immediately staggered to the side.
At this time, Xiaoya and the others had already ran over. They immediately burst into cheers and quickly ran past the group of boys.
Wu Xueying turned around and shouted to the back as she ran: "Why are the people here so cowardly?" Lingling also shouted loudly: "This is Xing Er's territory. I heard that the people here have been beaten by our brother Xiang."
"Yeah!" Xiaoya and Wen Meng also shouted: "Yes, Brother Xiang said that the people in Xing Er are all bastards and there is no decent man. Zisheng, beat them hard and beat them to death."
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At this time, the bustling streets were already bustling with people, and groups of people came out of various entertainment venues to watch the fun. The sharp voices of several girls were like sharp daggers, directly thrusting into Xing Er and the others.
The hearts of the people under my command.
Many of the people who were still in the entertainment venues at such a late hour were not believers themselves. Everyone had seen on the surrounding streets that this group of girls and the seven or eight young men behind them had just returned from Xing City, which was known as the boss of the area.
Ran out of the second karaoke hall.
However, the twenty or thirty boys with murder weapons in the Xing Er Cabaret did not hold each other back, which really surprised them. Now everyone heard the sharp screams of several girls, and everyone burst into laughter.
It seems that he looks down on people like Xing Er.
Xing Er, who had already chased out of the karaoke hall, heard the screams of the girls in front of him and the roar of laughter from the people around him. His eyes were bloodshot. He reached out and grabbed the shotgun of one of his subordinates. He raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it into the air before pulling the trigger.
The trigger, "bang", amidst the deafening sound of the gun, a ball of flame roared straight into the foggy sky.
The sudden sound of gunshots shocked the crowd standing on both sides of the street. No one expected that this Xing Er would dare to shoot in public! Everyone turned around in panic and ran towards the house behind them. Originally, the mist was kind and friendly.
The night sky seemed to be shaken by the sudden sound of gunfire, and a sheet of rain fell to the ground.
Xing Er's eyes were blood red in his rage. He stared at Xiaoya and Wan Lin's group of people who were running towards the street in the distance. He pulled the shotgun with his left hand, put another bullet in it with a "crack" sound, and then pointed it at the surroundings.
The men who came running with knives and sticks shouted: "Chase, kill them for me!" He roared angrily, and with a group of angry men, he chased after Wan Lin and Xiaoya.