Wan Lin kicked the boy in front of him away, then stretched out the iron rod in his hand, raised the iron rod quickly and knocked away the machetes swung by the two boys beside him. The iron rod flashed in front of the two boys' eyes.
Seizing the opportunity for the opponent to raise his head and dodge backward, the stick head in his hand went straight towards the opponent's knife-holding wrist like a snake.m
With two crisp knocking sounds, the head of the iron rod accurately hit the opponent's wrist holding the knife. The two boys screamed and released the machete, holding the hit wrist.
He turned around and ran away to the side. Wan Lin then waved the iron rod in his hand in front of him, making a shadow of a stick, and rushed to the door of the bar.
He rushed to the door of the bar, suddenly reached out and grabbed a bat that hit his head, and then raised his foot to kick the opponent into the door. He then raised the iron bar in his hand and smashed the large glass door of the bar hard.
Go and yell loudly: "Brothers, the bastards on this street dare to go against our boss Xing! Hit me hard and smash them hard!"
He shouted in his mouth, leaned back suddenly to avoid a bat hitting him from the side, flew up with his right foot and kicked the kid who was coming from the side into the door. He then shook the iron rod in his hand, "Crack!"
He smashed hard against the glass door of the bar and the glass window next to the door.
"Pa, pa, pa", "crash", the sound of shattering glass suddenly sounded. The iron rod in m Wanlin's hand quickly smashed the glass on the bar door, and the iron rod in his hand suddenly raised to the side, with a "dang" sound.
An iron rod was struck from the side of the bar and was knocked away.
He then twisted around and took a step forward, grabbed the collar of the boy in front of him and threw him violently to the side and back, shouting angrily: "Dali, throw this bastard out of here!
Before he finished speaking, he was already swaying from side to side and rushed in front of the five boys running from the side. The iron rod in his right hand danced in front of him, and the head of the iron rod suddenly expanded and retracted several times.
The hard stick head struck the opponent's arm holding the murder weapon like lightning.
With the sound of the murder weapon falling to the ground in the opponent's hand, he suddenly rushed in front of the opponent, released the iron rod with his right hand, stretched his hands forward like steel, grabbed the opponent's arm or collar, and threw him back.
Before the five boys who had just rushed from the side could see the movements of the people clearly, their arms suddenly felt a sharp pain as if they were being shocked by electricity. The sticks and machetes they had just raised in their hands fell to the ground.
Then they saw a black shadow flash before their eyes, and their bodies suddenly rose into the air and flew sideways to the other side of the bar.
Wan Lin quickly threw away the boys who were rushing from the side, hooked the iron bar that had just fallen, stretched out his hand to grab his loosened iron bar again, turned around and rushed towards the bar. He rushed to the bar
Inside the door, he raised the iron rod in his hand and swung it in front of several boys rushing towards the bar.
The Chengru people behind had already rushed over. They waved the sticks in their hands and vigorously knocked away the weapons of the boys chasing behind them. They raised their feet and kicked away several boys who were already approaching. At this time, they heard Wan Lin's roar and followed.
Then they saw several black shadows flying in the sky. Several people raised their hands to grab the boy flying in front of them, turned around and threw them at the group of boys chasing after them.
They threw away a few boys thrown by Wan Lin, and immediately took advantage of the opportunity when the other party reached out to catch their companions, turned around and rushed to the door of the bar. They then raised the sticks in their hands and hit several big holes that Wan Lin had already hit.
The glass was smashed hard.
With the sound of wind, six or seven sticks hit hard on the thick bar door and the two large pieces of glass on the side. The sound of banging and breaking glass resounded in front of the bar door. Several people just
The men and women who escaped from the bar were so frightened when they saw the flying glass shards in front of them that they screamed and ran away to the side holding their heads.
At this time, Wan Lin had already rushed into the bar. The boy who was pushed into the door by Xiaoya and the others unexpectedly had already stood firm. They saw a black figure rushing in from the door and a group of people waving sticks and smashing the bar.
The figure in the glass, these boys immediately realized that their opponent had rushed in. They roared, holding murder weapons and rushed towards Wan Lin and the door who rushed through the door.
"Dang, dang, dang, dang," a small crash of weapons immediately sounded inside the door. With a gust of wind, the iron rod in Wan Lin's hand went straight to hit several sticks and machetes in front of him.
At this time, Wan Lin's eyes were already gleaming, and the iron rod in his hand danced around him in a shadow. With violent metal collisions, three steel pipes and two machetes were smashing towards him.
It was already flying upwards. Wan Lin vigorously knocked away the murderous weapon from the opponent, and the iron rod in his right hand suddenly swept out sideways with a "whoosh" sound.
The few boys who rushed in front of Wan Lin were raising their weapons to strike at the intruder, but they suddenly saw a roaring shadow of sticks appear in front of them, followed by a strong force suddenly coming from the weapons they swung.
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Their palms holding the murder weapons went numb, and their arms were raised to the sides and upwards, and their upper bodies were thrown back by the strong force. The boys screamed, some raised their feet and kicked forward, and some
Then he turned around and retreated.
At this moment, Wan Lin's iron rod swung horizontally towards them, and the "wuwu" sound of the wind carried an indestructible force. These boys were so frightened that they did not care to continue attacking each other and hurriedly
He retracted his right leg to kick out, took two steps back, turned around and ran away.
At this time, they have realized that the person in front of them is a master of playing with sticks. The iron stick in his hand is simply magical and powerful. Once they are hit by the whistling iron stick in front of them, their bones and tendons will definitely be broken.
This really frightened these boys.
An iron rod in Wan Lin's hand scared away the boys in front of him, and he took a step to the left. The two boys who were retreating in panic suddenly saw the master in front of them rushing toward them. They were frightened and accelerated towards them.
He stepped back, raising the machete in his hand in panic to block it in front of him.
At this moment, Wan Lin suddenly saw three figures rushing down the stairs on the side, followed by a sword flashing from the stairs. A light flashed in Wan Lin's eyes, and he suddenly accelerated and took another step forward.
The sword light flying from above whizzed past him, and then slammed into the coffee table on the side with a "click" sound.
At the moment when the sword light flew past, Wan Lin's figure rushing to the left suddenly swayed, kicked the ground with his feet, and the body rushing to the left suddenly changed direction and rushed to the stairs on the right. His figure was like electricity,
In the blink of an eye, he had rushed to the bottom of the stairs. The iron rod in his right hand was raised upwards, carrying a strong wind and going straight to hit a boy who was rushing down the stairs.