Wan Lin saw Bao Ya being so angry that he was about to jump out of the car. He raised his hand and grabbed Bao Ya's arm and said, "Old Bao, forget it, don't argue with these people, let's go around the roadside."
Bao Ya cursed angrily, closed the car door and slowly turned to the roadside, trying to get around the motorcycles blocking the road in front of him. As soon as Bao Ya's car moved, the six or seven boys on the motorcycle in front had already passed by.
Jump off the car.
They twisted around and pulled out several baseball bats from the trunk of the car. Two of the boys also pulled out two machetes nearly half a meter long.
Several people pushed up the masks of motorcycle helmets on their heads, then took a few steps across and aggressively blocked Wan Lin and his car in front of the car. One of them raised the machete in his hand and pointed at Wan Lin and Bao Ya in the two cars and cursed.
Said: "You bastard, you are so awesome at driving two broken cars, get the hell out of here!"
The two boys next to them took a step forward. They swung the baseball bats in their hands and hit the machine cover in front of Wan Lin and his car hard. The hard iron sheet in front of the off-road vehicle was immediately dented.
, then angrily raised the bat and pointed it at the car and cursed: "You bastard, get out of here!"
Amidst the deafening sound of the machine cover being smashed, Wan Lin and Bao Ya in the first car angrily opened the door and jumped out. They already knew in their hearts that in front of this group of arrogant hooligans, they could no longer save themselves at this moment.
Good.
Bao Ya rushed to the front of the car. When the kid with the knife saw Bao Ya rushing towards him, he raised the machete in his hand and struck Bao Ya on the head with great force. He cursed angrily: "You bastard who doesn't know how to live or die, I'll do it for you."
you!"
In the dazzling cold light in the sky, Bao Ya suddenly swayed past the boy holding the knife, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of the two boys on the side who were smashing the car with sticks.
Bao Ya raised his hand and grabbed the baseball bat raised by a boy in front of him. At the same time, he turned to one side and raised his right foot to kick another boy next to him.
At the same time, Wan Lin jumped from the other side of the off-road vehicle. When he saw Bao Ya was about to take action in anger, he quickly stepped forward and inserted himself in front of the knife-wielding boy. He slapped the opponent's knife-wielding arm with his palm.
He shouted angrily in a low voice: "Get out!"
The boy in front of Wan Lin exclaimed, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground. He also staggered and rushed to the side. Several boys rushing behind him quickly lowered their bats and caught the man who was being beaten by Wan Lin.
Knocked out companion.
Wan Lin struck out the boy holding the machete with one palm. He then stretched out his hand and pulled Bao Ya to his side. He stared at the other boy holding the machete with cold eyes. He suddenly shouted: "What on earth are you going to do?"
What to do?"
Wan Lin's roar was like a thunder from the bottom. The other boy who was holding a knife towards Bao Ya took a step back in shock. The two boys in front of Bao Ya also suddenly took back the bats in their hands and stood in shock.
The two people in front of the car looked at each other.
Several boys followed and saw that Wan Lin and Wan Lin were standing in front of them with bare hands, and they were only wearing ordinary casual clothes. One of them's pants and shoes were dirty and stained.
The soil in the mountains.
Several boys saw clearly what Wan Lin was wearing, and a fierce look appeared on their faces. One boy raised the bat in his hand and cursed angrily: "You bastard, who are you scaring?!
"
The two people around them also yelled angrily. They raised their sticks and machetes, and went straight to Wan Lin and Bao Ya to surround them. Several boys around them also stared, raised the weapons in their hands, and pointed at the man who was coming from behind.
Cheng Ru, who jumped out of the car, and the young monks in the car behind shouted, "Don't fucking come over here!"
At this time, Feng Dao, Yu Wenyu and the young monk who had jumped out of the car behind them saw the menacing looks of the I-shaped concave characters in front of them. Feng Dao and Yu Wenyu had mocking looks on their faces.
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Several people walked quietly to Wan Lin and Bao Ya, staring coldly at the arrogant boys in front of them. Feng Dao tightly hugged the little flower with a faint blue light on his chest, while Yu Wenyu pulled hard.
Holding the little monk's arm.
The little monk stared at the arrogant boys in front of him. While swinging his arms to get rid of Yu Wenyu's big hand, he stuttered and shouted in a low voice: "He... they cursed people, and... they also beat them.
." Feng Dao heard the boy's cry and ordered in a low voice: "Shut up!"
Several boys in motorcycle suits carrying baseball bats saw Feng Dao and the others approaching. They took a look at Wan Lin and others, whose bodies were covered with mud, dirty pants and military boots. One of them raised his head and looked at Wan Lin and cursed.
Said: "A few bumpkins dare to challenge grandpa, who are you yelling at?"
Another boy also raised his machete, pointed at Baoya and the others and cursed: "You country bumpkins dare to overtake our car. Do you know how much my motorcycle is worth? You are looking for death!"
Before the boy finished cursing, another boy next to him also looked mockingly at the little monk wearing tattered monk clothes and cursed: "Damn, there is a little bald donkey picking up rags."
The boy then took a step forward and cursed: "Selling you and these two junk cars is not worth even one of our motorcycles. You still want to surpass me with this junk car? You are looking for death! Brothers,
Get rid of these bastards!"
He then raised the baseball bat in his hand and hit Wan Lin on the head: "You bastard, it was you two who passed me in a broken car just now, and you wanted to fight back just now!" As the boy cursed, the man in his hand
The thick baseball bat hit Bao Ya's head with a "whoosh" sound.
At this time, Bao Ya and Wan Lin remained motionless amidst each other's curses and swings of baseball bats, but the looks in their eyes suddenly turned cold.
The moment the opponent's baseball bat hit the top of Bao Ya's head, a bald head suddenly appeared beside Bao Ya. A small hand also stretched out and grabbed the ball that hit the top of Bao Ya's head with a "pop" sound.
Baseball bat.
The young monk raised his left hand to grab the stick above Bao Ya's head. He raised his right foot to one side of his body and kicked the opponent's ribs hard.
"Oops!" The boy in front of Bao Ya screamed, clutching his ribs and staggering towards his companion beside him. At this moment, the baseball bat in his hand appeared in the little monk's hand.
At this time, several boys around with baseball bats saw their companions being kicked away. They rushed forward angrily, facing the young monk and Wan Lin, and viciously swung the bats in their hands.
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"Rabbit... you bastard, you dare to hit... my senior brother." The young monk glared with bright black eyes and cursed angrily. He took a step forward, opened his right hand and grasped the tail of the stick and shouted: "Hey, hey, this thing
It's... really easy to use!" He raised the bat in his hand and hit the bat in front of Wan Lin and others with great force.