Chapter 941 People are floating in the rivers and lakes
"Don't you have eyes? You'll hit me when you're right!" A man who was beaten roared loudly.
At this moment, the sunglasses he was wearing had been knocked to the ground, and blood was pouring from the fingers of the hand covering his eyes.
"me……"
One of the men in sunglasses who punched didn't know what was going on. He was clearly punching Wang Gensheng just now, but his fist missed.
The other two men in sunglasses, who were neither beaten nor punched, were confused. What were they doing, fighting?
Wang Gensheng still stood in the middle of the six people, with a disdainful smile on his face.
Huang Cancan glanced at the six people and shouted angrily: "What are you waiting for? Just beat this guy down and knock out a few teeth."
The boss has spoken, and his subordinates dare not not try their best.
The six men in sunglasses looked at each other, took off their glasses at the same time, and threw them to the ground.
Everyone actually took out a bright short knife from behind.
It was early in the morning, and under the sunlight, the daggers were so eye-catching that one could not help but feel frightened when looking at them.
"Brother, did you bring a knife?" Huang Yanyan trembled.
"Yanyan, I'm here to ask for an explanation for you today, so don't be afraid." Huang Cancan said calmly.
"Hahaha, how can a person wander around the world without carrying a knife?" Huang Cancan laughed, he was so arrogant and willful.
"That's wrong, that's wrong. It's just a person floating around in the rivers and lakes. There's no way he won't get stabbed." Zhu Xiaolong said weakly.
"Go away, if I hadn't seen you as my brother-in-law, I would have killed you right now." Huang Cancan scolded coldly.
It's the opposite, completely the opposite.
Zhu Xiaolong couldn't laugh or cry. Huang Cancan was originally his brother-in-law, but now he took it upon himself to make him Huang Cancan's brother-in-law.
Six men holding short knives surrounded Wang Gensheng.
Before, they were just testing their skills, but now it's a real duel.
One person held up a short knife and stabbed Wang Gensheng.
The people watching the excitement screamed, is Wang Gensheng stupid?
Seeing that the daggers were in front of him, he didn't even move.
"Gensheng, what are you doing?" Zhu Xiaoling couldn't help shouting.
Just as she finished speaking, the man holding the knife suddenly stopped.
The short knife missed Wang Gensheng's heart by only ten centimeters.
Everyone was surprised. The man holding the knife must have been possessed by evil spirits.
However, the people closest to them finally saw clearly that the man holding the knife was holding a pistol on his forehead.
Let me see, a village doctor actually has a pistol. What is his background?
Everyone was almost stunned and couldn't imagine what would happen next.
"You, you have a gun..." The man holding the knife trembled. He never dreamed that he would really encounter a ruthless person now.
"Don't, don't shoot, don't kill anyone." Zhu Jiakun watched from a distance, worried that his house would really become a haunted house.
"Brother, don't shoot." The man with the gun pressed against his forehead was trembling all over, and his legs felt like cotton.
"Kneel down." Wang Gensheng sneered.
The man's legs weakened and he knelt on the ground. The short knife in his hand was raised high above his head like a treasure.
This way, you can be as funny as you want, in short, you are just like a licking dog.
Wang Gensheng took the short knife from the man's head with one hand, weighed it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's much better than my gun."
"..."
The man raised his head and looked at Wang Gensheng with a confused expression.
"Why are you so scared? What I have in my hand is not a gun at all." Wang Gensheng said with a funny look on his face while fiddling with the pistol in his hand.
"What do you mean?" the man asked in surprise.
"Shadow, I said what I held was not a pistol, just a lighter." Wang Gensheng sneered.
"Only a ghost can believe you?" The man lowered his head and said in a trembling voice.
"Haha, why do I want you to believe it?" Wang Gensheng raised his hand, raised his gun, pointed at the sky and pulled the trigger.
I went, and a bunch of blue flames spurted out, even competing with the morning sun.
Let me go, it's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting.
The man got up from the ground in an instant, and Wang Gensheng used a lighter to scare him like a pug.
The other people were all filled with indignation and shared the same hatred.
"Cut it, chop Wang Gensheng." The man stood up from the ground, waved his hand and roared loudly.
I saw cold lights flashing before my eyes, and the man suddenly froze like a sand sculpture.
The short knife in Wang Gensheng's hand was spinning rapidly, and only a white light could be seen, but Wang Gensheng's knife-wielding hand could not be seen.
Wang Gensheng circled around the man and stood aside calmly in an instant.
The man just felt the tip of the knife scratching his body. He could feel the coldness of the tip of the knife, but it did not cut his muscles.
A gust of morning wind blew by, and pieces of clothes on the man's body flew up like leaves.
In just ten seconds, the man was left with only a pair of trousers.
In just a split second, Wang Gensheng turned his clothes into thousands of leaves.
If the tip of the knife went a little deeper, how could the man still be alive?
Drops of water flowed down the man's thighs, and the man's legs softened again and he sat on the ground.
After a brief moment of astonishment, the other five men dragged the man on the ground aside and charged at Wang Gensheng with their swords.
Wang Gensheng did not use his sword to defend against the enemy, but instead threw the dagger in his hand.
A flash of white light flashed, and the short knife sank into a tree trunk.
"Cut him, don't talk about mercy." Huang Cancan shouted loudly.
It seemed like a very unfair duel, but the result was quite surprising.
A wailing sound came continuously, followed by a scratching sound.
All the daggers in the hands of the five men were in Wang Gensheng's hands, but their arms were drooped and they could no longer lift them up.
In just a few minutes of fighting, Wang Gensheng removed all their arms.
Only wailing is their most direct and true way of expression.
This painful feeling that hurts their heart and lungs is enough for them to remember for a lifetime.
Cold sweat began to break out on Huang Cancan's forehead. During the years when he was living under the government, he had never seen such a ruthless person.
Even in prison, he befriended a gangster.
The Wang Gensheng in front of him was so powerful that it made him feel frightened and uneasy.
Just when he was trembling, Wang Gensheng had already walked up to Huang Cancan and pulled Zhu Xiaoling to his side.
Wang Gensheng looked at Huang Cancan coldly: "Huang Cancan, it's time for you to pay the treatment fee now!"
Huang Cancan didn't answer, but raised a short knife and struck directly at him.