"Damn it, forget it, originally we didn't want to play with people like you, that is, people like you want to turn a crow into a phoenix..." Zhao Yunlong glanced at Zhao Sidan with disdain,
Then he looked at Ma Xiaoquan: "Boy, you can do it. You win today, you can get out."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and said, "Since Brother Long is giving me face like this, then I'll just leave!" As he said that, he waved to Ma Liehuo, gesturing to leave together.
"Wait a minute!" Zhao Sidan suddenly laughed, "You can leave, but that grandson of Ma Liehuo can't leave!"
Ma Xiaoquan's face darkened: "What? You want to block people?"
"Yo yo yo, you see what you said, this is a matter between Ma Liehuo and I, it has nothing to do with you, but if you forcefully interfere, I don't mind! Come on, hit me!"
As soon as Zhao Yunlong finished speaking, more than a dozen people rushed towards Ma Xiaoquan and Ma Liehuo with weapons in their hands.
Since the two of them were separated, they both tried to hide and run at first. However, because all the possible exits were blocked, they ran for a long time without being able to break through.
The two people gathered together back to back and were surrounded by Zhao Yunlong's men in a circle of about ten meters.
"Are you okay?" Ma Liehuo suddenly asked Ma Xiaoquan.
"Of course, it's okay, but my arms and back hurt a little!"
"You kid, I don't see that you are quite good at fighting. Just like your brother, as long as I, Ma Liehuo, survive today, I will definitely get this situation back."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "Stop bragging, there are two of us, there are more than a dozen people, and we still have guys in our hands, how are you going to find a place?"
Ma Liehuo chuckled, took off his shirt, and twisted it into a rope: "There's a guy here!"
"Yes!" Ma Xiaoquan also took off his tattered clothes. The wound on his back was still bleeding, but not much.
Zhao Yunlong lit a Phoenix cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled a puff of thick mist. Then he waved his hand, and a dozen young men surrounding Ma Xiaoquan and Ma Liehuo shouted and rushed toward the two.
Ma Liehuo and Ma Xiaoquan were back to back, both holding the clothes they had taken off in their hands. Facing the oncoming besiegers, both of them shook the clothes in their hands in unison.
Most of the clothes in the early 1980s were made of coarse cloth such as cotton and linen. They were heavy and could be twisted into a rope and thrown on people's faces. Ma Xiaoquan's clothes were already torn and stained with his own skin.
Blood, so the lethality is greater than Ma Liehuo's clothes.
However, because there are too many people on the other side, with more than a dozen people surrounding two people, it is inevitable that the two of them will make mistakes and be attacked by the other side.
Within a few minutes, both of their faces and bodies were covered in color. Fortunately, they protected their vitals well, so there was no actual serious problem.
Zhao Yunlong squinted his eyes as he watched the younger brothers besieging the two of them. He was a little shocked in his heart. He knew how powerful Ma Liehuo was, but where did that kid named Ma Xiaohu come from and how could he be so powerful?
Ma Liehuo didn't expect Ma Xiaohu to be so good at fighting. Even though he saw the large wound on his back still bleeding, he still saw him kicking left and right with great vigor and tirelessness.
Involuntarily, Ma Liehuo recognized Ma Xiaoquan in his heart. He roared angrily and said: "Xiaohu, I'm on guard. You break out. If you can run away, you run away. They don't dare to do anything to me."
Ma Liehuo was right. Even if Zhao Yunlong was ruthless, he would not dare to do anything to Ma Liehuo, because his two brothers were really untouchable, especially his eldest brother Ma Liefeng.
The myths and legends of their area.
"No, let's go together. I, Ma Xiaoquan, oh no, I, Ma Xiaohu, am not such a coward."
"Okay, I have the guts!" Ma Liehuo chuckled, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm determined to be your friend."
Just as Ma Xiaoquan was about to nod, a noose suddenly wrapped around Ma Liehuo's ankle, and then pulled Ma Liehuo to the ground.
Ma Liehuo tried to break free, but six or seven people quickly pounced on him and pinned him down.
Zhao Yunlong burst out laughing: "Ma Liehuo, I can't move you, but that boy, I will move today!" After that, Zhao Yunlong waved his hand, and two younger brothers came forward with a big bag and clattered the bag.
Throwing it on the ground, the bag opened and several bright steel knives were exposed.
"Zhao Yunlong, what the hell are you trying to do to kill someone?" Ma Liehuo was anxious. He struggled to get free, but there were too many people pressing on him and he couldn't move.
Zhao Yunlong laughed: "Ma Liehuo, you are a ruthless person. I can't touch you because of your eldest and second brothers, but I can control you. Don't forget, your quota for going to the riveting factory was set by my old man for you.
, Speaking of which, you still owe my family a favor, so I advise you not to move around. If you want to move around, I don’t mind giving you a lesson."
Ma Liehuo was not willing to listen. He gritted his teeth and struggled to free himself. Seeing this, Zhao Yunlong stepped forward, picked up a bare wooden stick and hit Ma Liehuo on the head.
There was a "bang", and Ma Liehuo's head was immediately hit with a bloody wound.
"Dad~~" Ma Xiaoquan's eyes turned red when he saw it. He couldn't help but blurted out and shouted.
Zhao Yunlong was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "What? Are you so scared that you call me daddy? Okay, like this, kid, if you want to survive today, kneel on the ground and kowtow ten times to me and call you daddy. I will consider putting you in jail."
Let it go."
Zhao Sidan and Wang Jianmin came up and started laughing. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yunlong raised the wooden stick and hit them hard on the head. They were also beaten.
Zhao Sidan covered his bleeding head and rolled on the ground in pain. He couldn't understand why Zhao Yunlong beat him.
Zhao Yunlong spat at Zhao Sidan and Wang Jianmin, and said disdainfully: "One is the son of a drunkard and a rag-picker, and the other is the son of a rag picker. You two are worthless. Do you think that if you follow me, I will care about you two?"
?Trash, you can’t even beat an individual..."
Fortunately for Wang Jianmin, he seemed to be used to Zhao Yunlong's verbal insults. However, when he heard the words "picking up rags", his heart still tightened, and the scene from his childhood emerged in his mind.
Zhao Sidan is different from Wang Jianmin. He is impatient, and he seems to be very concerned about others saying that his parents are said to be, especially his father is an alcoholic and his mother is a shabby shoe.
"My father is not an alcoholic, and my mother is not a shabby shoe..." Zhao Sidan put down his hand, blood had stained most of his face, but he still shouted confidently, "My father is not an alcoholic, and my mother is not
loose woman......"
Zhao Yunlong made a smashing sound, lifted the wooden stick and hit Zhao Sidan's head again, and another stream of blood shot out.
"Damn it, everyone in the streets knows what kind of people your parents are. Why are you so stubborn with me? You idiot...I'll fucking beat you to death..."
Zhao Yunlong was like a mad dog, holding a wooden stick and beating Zhao Sidan's body non-stop, but Zhao Sidan was like a strong warrior who would rather die than obey.
"Hey, I have such a bad temper~~~" Zhao Yunlong became jealous. He took off his clothes, pulled out a steel knife from the bag on the ground, and threatened Zhao Sidan, "Believe it or not, I will destroy one of your legs."
, makes you a cripple?"
Zhao Sidan's head and face were covered with blood, but he still kept saying things like "my father is not an alcoholic and my mother is not a shabby shoe".
"I'll fuck your mother..." Zhao Yunlong was completely furious. He pulled out the steel knife and stabbed Zhao Sidan in the thigh.
Zhao Sidan did not dodge, and he had no time to dodge. He closed his eyes, thinking that even if he was disabled, he would never compromise.
It's just that... Zhao Sidan didn't get the result he wanted. He opened his eyes and found that a hand was tightly grasping the steel knife. The blade had cut the hand with blood, but that
The hand still didn't let go.
It's Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't know what happened to him. Although he was in deep danger, he instinctively stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Yunlong's steel knife.
Zhao Yunlong was also stunned. He didn't expect that Ma Xiaohu (Ma Xiaoquan), who was originally his enemy, would actually want to save people? And the person he saved was Zhao Sidan, who was against him at the beginning?
"Let go, believe it or not, if I draw the knife, you won't be able to save your fingers." Zhao Yunlong threatened.
Of course Ma Xiaoquan knew that, but he also knew that once he let go, Zhao Yunlong's steel knife might really plunge into Zhao Sidan's thigh.
At this moment, a deep roar suddenly came from not far away: "Put the hell down. Who dares to move again?"
Ma Liehuo, who was suppressed by six or seven people, burst out laughing when he heard this.
The rest of the people seemed to have been struck by lightning and did not dare to make any more moves.
Zhao Yunlong raised his head. Although he knew who the person who made the sound was, he still held on to the illusion that it was not that person.
Unfortunately, when he saw that person clearly, he felt helpless and more desperate.
The person who came was Ma Liefeng, Ma Liehuo's eldest brother and Ma Xiaoquan's uncle. Of course, at this time, Ma Liefeng was only a young man in his twenties.
Different from Ma Liehuo's skinny figure, Ma Liefeng is tall and tall, no shorter than Zhao Yunlong. He has a typical Chinese character face with a maturity and stability that is completely inconsistent with his age.
Behind Ma Liefeng, Liang Xiaohu followed. When he saw Ma Liehuo being suppressed by several people, he went up and pushed away the people suppressing him, and pulled Ma Liehuo up.
Ma Liehuo chuckled and ran to Ma Liefeng. Just as he was about to speak, Ma Liefeng slapped him in the face and knocked him to the ground. Five finger prints suddenly appeared on Ma Liehuo's face.
"Fuck~~" Ma Xiaoquan sighed inwardly, his uncle is his uncle, he won't hesitate to hit my dad.
When Zhao Yunlong saw Ma Liefeng, he obviously started to tremble, but he quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, what kind of wind brought you here?"