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Chapter 142: Group Fight

Ma Hanshan had been a big boss, and he knew that Meng Lianggon's attack would inevitably lead to a fight. Although he did not know martial arts, he was never afraid of a fight, not to mention that he still had a "pistol" and more than a dozen pills on his body.

"Iron Grape" has no problem at all in self-protection. But the Shen brothers, Yuan Fu, and Geshibao are all weak scholars. If they take action, they will only get beaten.

Alas! Brother Meng is too reckless. If you want to fight, you have to think of a safe strategy before fighting.

But what he didn't expect was that these four guys were not afraid at all, especially Geshibao, who was so excited that he pulled a bench and started dancing. The Shen brothers were not far behind either. One threw a plate and the other directly fought with him.

A gangster hugged each other and rolled on the ground. Yuan Fu was really a scholar. He rolled up his sleeves and warned the little gangster who was about to beat him righteously. He even scolded the little gangster who was so stunned that he didn't dare to do anything.

Damn, isn’t it said that the ancients were very polite? Isn’t it said that scholars are gentlemen who talk but don’t do anything? You guys have the image of literati, how come you can be so happy when fighting?

Because of Meng Lianggon's protection, no one could get close to Ma Hanshan. Among the few people, he was the one who was free now.

Haha, of course the boss is idle. When the boss wants to take action, it means that the situation is not optimistic.

The situation was very good now, and there was no need for Ma Hanshan to take action. He really didn't expect that these guys, who didn't look like they knew how to fight at all, could be so powerful in combat.

Wu Zhongyong was obviously surprised. He never expected that these guys could overwhelm his younger brother, so he had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and do it himself.

Wuzhong rolled up his sleeves and put it on himself, and Meng Lianggon naturally came forward to greet him. The fight between Lianjiazi and Lianjiazi was interesting. Fighting with a naughty and lazy man was like a fight between children.

Ma Hanshan finally had an opponent. His opponent thought that he was fair, skinny, and weak and easy to bully. Who knew, but he met a master in fighting?

That's right, he is a master of fighting, not martial arts.

Those who have martial arts do not necessarily know how to fight, and those who can fight do not necessarily need to know martial arts. Especially in this kind of street gang fights, experience is more important than knowing kung fu. Of course, except for those masters who can fly around like gods.

Mahan Shanshan has fought countless times on the streets in his life. It is not easy to climb to the position of a big boss. He has ninety-nine scars on his body. Therefore, when it comes to street fights, no one here can compare.

Pass him.

How to make a move that can inflict pain but not kill the opponent, how to make a move that scares the opponent but saves energy, these are experiences that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

Ma Hanshan carried a table leg in his hand, smashed it horizontally and vertically, poked left and right, and knocked down the two thugs with three strikes, five strikes, five strikes, and two strikes. Well, I have to thank Wu Zhongyong, if he hadn't smashed a table just now

, he really couldn’t find anyone who could take advantage of him.

"Okay, stop watching the show, come on, don't hurt anyone's life, as long as they give you money, forget it." Seeing something was wrong, Shi Songzhi frowned and said to the crowd of onlookers.

Shi Songzhi knows how hateful he is and how many people want to die. Therefore, no matter where he goes, there are two bodyguards who are in plain sight. They are actually little thugs who are good at bullying kind-hearted people and are vulnerable to powerful opponents.

That kind of thing. In addition to the sharp-tongued guy who is not very good at fists, there are two other masters who are following him secretly. These two are real masters.

What he just said to the crowd was to give instructions to the masters who were following him secretly.

The two masters who came out of the crowd were inconspicuous at all, one looked like a coolie at the dock and the other looked like a vegetable farmer growing vegetables in the suburbs, but they suddenly became powerful and murderous.

Fuck, it’s so hidden.

puff!

ah!

The vegetable farmer joined in and instantly put Meng Lianggon at a disadvantage, and he punched him in the stomach, which made Meng Lianggon scream in pain.

Japan, you are a master, you are really a master.

Ma Hanshan stretched out his big hand on his back and placed his hand on the short blunderbuss that was unique in the world.

It's no longer possible. Someone has to come out, otherwise we won't be able to leave.

"Stop." Just as Ma Hanshan was about to draw his gun, someone suddenly shouted, "Stop." When he looked up, it was the woman turning the carpet who came out.

As expected, everyone stopped. Fighting is not easy, and you will get hurt. If someone calls you to stop, just take a break.

"Haha, girl, do you agree to perform in our house?" Shi Songzhi said with a smile while waving his folding fan.

"Yes, your house is..." The carpet-turning girl glanced at Ma Hanshan and then turned to Shi Songzhi and said.

"Shifu next to Zhonghefang." Shi Songzhi raised his head and said.

"Oh, isn't it Xiaorenfang Shixiangfu?" the woman turning the carpet said.

"Haha, I can't believe that the girl actually knows where my uncle's mansion is." Shi Songzhi was a little proud. He is the nephew of Prime Minister Song. This status is so noble. Girl, it is your blessing that I have taken a liking to you.

"I praise the Prime Minister so grandly, who knows who doesn't? And the Prime Minister's Office is so grand, it's hard not to know." The woman turning the carpet said with a smile.

"Haha, in fact, our house is not bad. The girl will know when she arrives. I guarantee you will like it." Shi Songzhi looked at the pretty face of the woman spinning on the carpet, with a lewd smile on her face. He couldn't help it anymore.

"Really? Then I have to go visit early tomorrow." The woman turning the carpet had such a smile on her face that even Ma Hanshan was a little crazy to see it.

cough!

Ahem!!

Wuzhong coughed twice, and both Shi Songzhi and Ma Hanshan woke up.

Ma Hanshan secretly blamed himself, uncle, haven't you seen a woman before? Why are you so crazy? She's just a little girl.

Wait, this little girl really wants to perform at this bastard’s house? Isn’t that sending a sheep into the tiger’s mouth? Doesn’t she know that this bastard’s drunkard’s intention is not to drink?

"You don't have to wait for tomorrow, let's go now." Shi Songzhi's lips were salivating. He couldn't wait until tomorrow.

"Hehe, sir, what time of day is it now? Wouldn't it make people gossip if we go now?" the woman turning the carpet said patiently.

"Humph, I'm afraid of other people gossiping. Besides, who dares to gossip about me? Let's go, let's go now..." When Shi Songzhi's spermatozoon is on his head, he doesn't care about anything. Don't gossip. Even if someone holds a knife to his neck, he will.

Not afraid.

That’s why sex is so bold, and human nature can be said to be vulnerable in the face of sex, money, and power. Of course, there are some people who are unwavering in the face of sex, money, and power, but there are always things that make them waver.

Everyone has weaknesses, without exception.

Shi Songzhi's weakness was sex, and Wu Zhong couldn't remind him of it with his constant "coughing". The guy no longer pretended to be a pervert, and revealed his true nature as a pervert. He stepped forward and took the hand of the woman turning the carpet and walked out.

Do you want to take action? Ma Hanshan is at war in his heart. He is also a person who puts interests first. Generally speaking, he will not get involved in anything that is not righteous and has no interests.

Now...this girl is really good...do you want to give her a hand?

Snap!

Without him reaching out, the woman had already taken action. She raised her hand and slapped Shi Songzhi twice.

"The shameless lecher, how dare you touch this girl? You really don't know how to live or die." The woman who turned the carpet slapped Shi Songzhi twice was not enough, she actually raised her leg and kicked the guy in the stomach.

ah!

Bang!

Shi Songzhi actually kicked off. She has such strong legs.

The girl's long legs are not only beautiful but also very powerful. They can actually kick someone weighing more than 100 kilograms away. Huh, don't even look at her performance on stage. She has kung fu, real kung fu.

"Take them down...take them all down...you bastard, you dare to attack me, I don't even want to live anymore. Take them down, take the women back to another courtyard, and send the men to work in the mines..." Shi Songzhi got up and yelled.

"Young Master, if you have a word, take them all. The women are not allowed to be hurt. Except for this foreign bastard, there is no limit on the life or death of the men." Shi Songzhi's order played into Wuzhong's plan. Even without Shi Songzhi's order, he would have died tonight.

To capture Mahan Mountain.

Why?

He didn't know why the master asked him to hold Ma Hanshan. He only knew that the master sent his junior brother to deliver the order at night, which meant that this matter was very important.

Damn, you actually called me a foreign bastard? Ma Hanshan was annoyed. It’s okay to call me a bastard, but you can’t call me a foreign bastard.

yes!

All the gangsters responded in unison, some drew their swords, some raised their sticks, and all swung their weapons towards Meng Lianggon and others.

Suddenly, the kicking ground turned into a battlefield, with people shouting and horses neighing, weapons blaring...well, there were no horses neighing...

"Miss...the sword is here..." When the gangsters rushed towards Meng Lianggon and others, a little girl rushed out from the backstage, threw a long sword to the woman turning the carpet on the stage, and then jumped to the stage.

Join the battle group.

"Stop!" Ma Hanshan was shouting, Damn, although Shen Ji and the others are not afraid of death, what they are holding is either table legs or benches, and the opponents are all serious weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds. They are all iron guys, so

You will suffer losses if you fight.

This time no one stopped, everyone had their swords drawn, no one would listen to you.

Damn, I need to do something special.

Bang!

Ma Hanshan threw an exploding "iron grape" at Wuzhong. With an explosion, a cloud of black smoke floated up.

The sound was loud, like thunder. Unfortunately, this "grape" did not hit Wuzhong, but hit a rogue's foot. The guy screamed and fell to the ground only to realize that he

A piece of meat was missing from his calf, and white bones were exposed in the black wound, which was very terrifying.

This is the "Thunderbolt Bullet" that is called "Iron Grape" and was improved by Chen Tingting. Although it is not very powerful, it is definitely much stronger than the original one and its power is scary.

After throwing the iron grapes, Ma Hanshan didn't care whether he hit Wuzhong. He already drew his gun and rushed towards Shi Songzhi. To capture the thief first, capture the king. Having fought for two lifetimes, Ma Hanshan is definitely experienced and knows when to use it.

What strategy.

Shi Songzhi kept his eyes fixed on the woman turning the carpet. Even the explosion did not wake him up. It was not until the cold blunderbuss was pressed against his temple that he noticed Ma Hanshan beside him.

"If you don't want a hole in your head here, let them stop." Ma Hanshan said calmly, but the murderous aura emanating from his body was scary.

In fact, they were all petrified by the explosion and stopped.

"Er...you...do you know who this young master is?" Shi Songzhi had never seen the power of a short gun. He was not afraid at all. He was still so arrogant. The ignorant are fearless. He had no idea what this was and what he had to be afraid of.

of.

Ma Hanshan, who had been a club boss, was definitely a ruthless man. He was too lazy to talk nonsense and moved the blunderbuss towards Shi Songzhi's thigh...
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