The third thousand two hundred and thirty-two chapters do not ask indiscriminate
Xing Er was slapped hard on his face by Bao Ya who suddenly rushed over. He screamed in surprise, covered his face and staggered to the side. The pistol in his right hand had fallen into Bao Ya's hand at this moment.
The karaoke bar manager next to Xing Er was shocked to see this. The pistol he held in his right hand immediately raised upwards. Just as he was about to pull the trigger at Bao Ya, Bao Ya's body shook and disappeared from his gun. Following
A "pop" sound of gunfire came from the side, and a hot wind flew over the top of the karaoke bar manager.
The karaoke bar manager was so scared that his face was pale. He quickly looked to the side and saw that Bao Ya was already standing in the mist on the side like a ghost. The pistol he had just snatched was emitting a stream of blue smoke.
His mouth was still coldly facing his head.
The boy shivered suddenly at the black muzzle, withdrew his raised pistol and rushed to the side with his head in his arms. At this time, Bao Ya's protruding eyes stared at him coldly, and raised his right hand.
He suddenly smashed the pistol at the figure that the boy had snatched out.
At this time, the boys around heard the gunshots and turned their heads to see their boss covering their cheeks and staggering towards the side. The pistol in Bao Ya's hand was smashing hard to salute them. The boys on the side quickly slammed the guns.
He picked up the machete in his hand, turned around and rushed towards Bao Ya.
Bao Ya threw out his pistol and grabbed Xing Er's side in one step. He sank his right shoulder and pushed Xing Er's shoulder hard, pushing the staggering Xing Er towards the boys rushing towards him.
The boys who were rushing to see Xing Er suddenly rushing towards him with the machete he was holding. The few of them quickly retracted their raised arms and reached out to support Xing Er who was staggering towards him.
At this moment, Cheng Ru, Zhang Wa and Lin Zisheng had already rushed from behind. Several people raised their feet and kicked several other boys who rushed towards Bao Ya. The sticks raised in their hands met with the other few.
The ball stick hit Baoqi.
"Retreat!" At this time, Wan Lin's voice suddenly sounded from the crowd. Wan Lin flashed the machete from a boy in front of him, raised his left hand and grabbed the other person's wrist and twisted it to the side. The other person screamed in surprise.
With a sound, the machete in his hand fell to the ground. Wan Lin grabbed the other party's belt with his right hand, and then raised his right hand and swung the other party vigorously. He turned around and threw it towards the boys on the side who were about to raise their hunting rifles.
Cheng Ru, Bao Ya, Zhang Wa and others heard the "retreat" order issued by Wan Lin, raised their feet and kicked the boys in front of them, then turned around and ran backwards. Wang Dali and Kong Dazhuang on the side were also
Swipe the stick in his hand and knocked away several weapons in the opponent's hand. Then he stretched out his left hand to grab the arms of the two boys in front of him and swung them to the side. Then he turned around and drove Wan Lin and the others to Xiaoya on the side.
People chase after them.
In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen Xing Er's subordinates were already rolling on the slippery road, and machetes and sticks with faint light were scattered in the rain. A group of boys around saw that they were being scattered by each other.
The companion who was throwing him quickly retracted the weapon in his hand, raised his hand to hug the companion who was staggering, and then took several steps back together from the force transmitted from his companion to gain a foothold.
Xing Er was slapped hard by Bao Ya when he was caught off guard, and then he was pushed out by the other party like a puppet. At this time, he was hugged by his side and stood firm. He reached out and pushed away and hugged his subordinates.
, bent down and picked up his own pistol on the ground, lifted up the pistol in his right hand and cursed at the street corner in front of him, "Battle!"
Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a group of subordinates around him were already running towards him in a mess, just blocking his gun, and the other party's figure disappeared into the white rain at this time.
Xing Er raised the gun angrily, shot two times in the air, and then roared: "Chasing!" After saying that, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood with two grooves, pushing the block away.
The karaoke bar manager in front of him rushed forward like crazy.
A group of boys who had just rushed over saw Xing Er rushing forward like crazy. The group of boys also yelled out anger and rushed forward fiercely with swords and sticks. The other ten around him were lying on the ground.
The boys quickly got up from the rain. They reached out to pick up the knife and stick that fell on the ground and rushed forward with the muddy body.
The sound of "wavering" rain and the hazy streets echoed with ugly curses and messy footsteps. A group of figures ran forward quickly along the street in the heavy rain.
Groups of strong men have heard the sounds of karaoke bars, bath centers, restaurants and discos operating on the street. Some of these people are dyed with red and green hair, while others are tattooed with black tattoos on their bodies.
Many people still carry sticks and machetes in their hands.
Some women standing by the street, exposed in their clothes, were looking at the group of figures rushing from the street in the rain in horror, and screams kept coming from their mouths.
At this moment, Xiaoya, Lingling, Wen Meng and Wu Xueying had already run to the door of Brother Xiang's bar. Seven or eight strong men had gathered at the door of the bar. At this time, they were looking at the four girls running towards them in panic.
I don't seem to understand what's going on the street yet?
Xiaoya ran to the bar door, and she turned around and saw that Wan Lin and his group had already chased behind her and a few of them, and a hundred meters behind were chasing Xing Er and his group of people frantically.
She raised her hand and patted Lingling and Wu Xueying beside her, and then opened her mouth and shouted in panic: "Call Brother Xiang, come out, Xing Er's people are here!" Lingling and the other two also shouted loudly: "Come here, someone is here."
"Ah, "Come! Xing Er brought people to smash the situation! Come on, they are all bringing guys"...
Xiaoya and the other two had already raised their true energy and shouted loudly. The screams made by the few with their internal strength were sharp and harsh, as if suddenly a harsh alarm was sounded on the street of Brother Xiang and others.
A group of people gathered at the door of the surrounding places suddenly heard the screams from the door of their boss' bar. Only then did they realize that the group of people rushing towards them were their mortal enemies Xing Er and other boys.
A group of people immediately turned their heads and shouted at the door behind them. Groups of boys holding machetes and sticks rushed out of the door of the surrounding entertainment venues, and a group of fierce boys carrying weapons and running towards Wan Lin on the street.
The two groups of people rushed forward with Xing Er.
In the white rain, Brother Xiang's men on this street didn't tell the difference between two groups of people running on the street. They thought that the two groups of people running on the street were Xing Er's men. Several rushed to the scene.
The boy in front cursed and rushed to Wan Lin and Xing Er and the group behind him. Without asking, Qinghong raised the guy in his hand and slashed hard at the two groups of people.