A group of us got out of the car and the Mercedes-Benz behind us stopped. The Mercedes-Benz was full of people. There was a row of sparrows parked behind it. All the people on this side also got down. Sparrows and Xin Yiming, two shirtless people, were walking in front and the rest were left.
Everyone was standing in place. Two people, one with a machete tied up in a bandage, both were shirtless and walked to the round table. The sparrow took the opportunity to sit down. Xin Yiming stood behind the sparrow. I belong to the standing sparrow.
And in this position among the people he brought, behind me was a large number of people brought by Sparrow. I have to say that Xin Yiming and Sparrow were stunned here, and their whole momentum instantly fell to Sparrow's side. Sparrow looked at the table.
There was a bottle of Wuliangye on the shelf. He took the Wuliangye and poured a glass into the wine glass in front of him. He picked it up and was about to drink when he heard the "poisonous" voice of the man opposite.
The sparrow glanced at him, then drank a small glass of wine without saying anything. There were only two glasses and a bottle of Wuliangye on the round table. Only then did I look at this man carefully. This was the first time I saw Si Junjie and Si Junjie following him.
It's different from what I imagined. She has fair skin, a tall and straight figure, and a sense of energy between her brows. She looks very young. I don't know exactly how old she is, but she really looks like she's in her 30s. She's wearing a t-shirt right now.
Big trench coat. To be honest, Si Junjie is quite handsome. He will definitely be the center of attention when he walks on the road. Look at the two men next to Si Junjie. There is a big fat guy with a flat head. He is quite old. This should be what they call Hongzhong and Maqiao.
They were very uncomfortable with another skinny man who should be Ma Xuan Hongzhong and Ma Xuan Si Junjie's right-hand man Si Junjie. There were many people behind me who looked about the same age as me, and many people still had childish looks on their faces.
Still standing there firmly in the drizzle, his eyes were clear and even made people feel a trace of fear on his face.
"Yes, yes, it is indeed a sparrow." Si Junjie clapped his hands with a smile. "You are brave enough to be poisonous and dare to drink it." After speaking, Si Junjie took the Wuliangye in his hand and poured himself a glass. He drank it in one gulp. "I have been struggling these days."
You are tired enough. I guess you are tired enough from hiding. I am tired enough from hiding. Today is the time to put things to rest."
Sparrow nodded, "Shang Sheng is mine. I just want to get my things back and I will chop off anyone who stands in my way."
"What you say is yours is yours." Si Junjie smiled. "We haven't had a drink together for many years. Let's finish this bottle of wine. Let's resolve this matter once and for all. I am weak and defeated. You must be kind to these subordinates of mine."
They are all fresh blood of Shang Sheng. They are all fresh blood that will support Shang Sheng in the future."
"You don't need to order me anything." Ma Qiao poured himself another glass. "I have my own plans, Qin Shan."
"Shanshan is fine. I've already arranged this. Don't worry, you won't be able to find him."
"Then why don't you run away with him to a place where no one can find you? Wouldn't it be better?"
"I can't run. What will happen to these brothers behind me if I run? I have to give them an explanation. Men can die standing, but they cannot live on their knees. This is my root. Over the years, I have single-handedly developed Shang Sheng to such prosperity. How can I run away?
I run, let me leave here, let me leave, Shang Sheng might as well kill me. Besides, if I just run away, then it’s really all for nothing. I don’t want it to be so cheap. How much do you still have to fight for it?
Anyway, no matter what, I have won two games before I fight again. In the first game, when I drove you away from here, it was just bad luck that I didn’t kill you. In the second game, Qin Shan is mine. She has me.
My child is willing to live with me wholeheartedly.”
Ma Qiao frowned slightly, "You still have the nerve to mention those things. You have killed so many of my brothers. Today, I will take revenge on all of them." After saying that, Ma Qiao drank another glass of wine. "One thing is the same thing.
Solve everything”
"Actually, it wasn't me who killed so many of your brothers, it was you who killed them yourself. If you had just asked me to kill you, there wouldn't have been so many brothers buried with you. I have a responsibility and so do you. They are doing it for you.
Those who die have nothing to do with me.”
Ma Qiao smiled, "You really know how to tell me where is the statue of Guan Gong in Shang Sheng?"
"Over there." Si Junjie turned around and pointed to the back. "It's on the back seat of my car. If you can go there in a while, you can just go get it yourself."
The sparrow nodded and picked up the Wuliangye from the table. "Okay, the rest has nothing to do with you." Then he heard the sparrow's voice of "gu dong gu dong gu dong gu dong" and drank the remaining half bottle of liquor in one breath.
Sparrow stood up and fought with Xin Yiming side by side. As soon as the wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground, he heard a "click" sound and the bottle shattered. Si Junjie's eyes changed immediately.
At the same time, Hongzhong and Ma Xuan, who were behind Si Junjie, each picked up a machete, roared "Ah" and rushed towards Ma Qiao and Xin Yiming.
The machete in Ma Qing's hand was raised and it went towards Hong Zhong who was rushing towards him. He slashed the two of them with the knife. Then they heard a "click" sound. Then Ma Qing raised his foot and kicked Hong Zhong in the stomach.
The big fat man in the center was very strong. With a sound of "Ah", he was kicked back two steps. His eyes were blood red and he went up to shine on the face of the sparrow. The sparrow tilted his head and slashed at Hongzhong's shoulder. Hongzhong hid.
He did not dodge the knife that was carried by the mahjong on his shoulder. "Ah" roared again, and went up and hit the mahjong's face with the knife. The mahjong grabbed Hongzhong's wrist with his left hand, and Hongzhong followed closely with his own.
His head was pointed at the sparrow's face, and the sparrow took a step back. A line of blood appeared on Hongzhong's shoulder last time. Hongzhong yelled "Ah" again and rushed towards the sparrow again.
At this time, he moved a step to the side and watched Hongzhong slash the air with his sword. Then he moved sideways very vigorously and grabbed Hongzhong's neck with his left hand. Then the blade of his right hand went down towards his own hand that was hugging Hongzhong.
He moved his left hand instantly, and saw a blood line on Hongzhong's neck from the knife, and then floated out in the drizzle. Hongzhong turned around fiercely, raised his hand, and struck the sparrow's face with the knife. It may have been due to the strength, but still
He chopped up the part just in front of the sparrow's ear, and a line of blood flowed out from the sparrow's face. At the same time, Hongzhong's machete had fallen to the ground, covering his neck with both hands, and then spun around in a circle on the ground.
He knelt on the ground again but didn't fall down. He covered his neck with his hands. Blood was flowing down his neck. The blood was already stained. His hands were half-kneeling on the ground under the drizzle and red. His eyes were still red in the end.
Even though he was like this, he was still half-kneeling there, dazed, but did not fall down. Suddenly, I admired this 50-year-old man. Looking at me, I felt a strange feeling in my heart. The hungry sparrow's face was bleeding, and half of his face was bleeding.
Instantly blood red, he turned his head and looked at Si Junjie, who was still sitting on his seat. Si Junjie had already stood up from where he was, took off his windbreaker and walked over to the lifeless fat man Hong Zhongbian who was half kneeling on the ground.
After covering Hongzhong with his windbreaker, he also pulled out a machete from his waist, put the machete in his hand and stood still.
At the same time that Ma Qiao and Hong Zhong were taking action, Ma Xuan was already at Xin Yiming's side, brandishing a machete. He roared "Ah" and struck Xin Yiming's face with the knife, and Xin Yiming struck fiercely.
He took a step back and the sword missed the target. At the same time, Ma Xuan's thin body swung the machete sideways again, aiming at Xin Yiming's neck. Xin Yiming did not hide this time, but instantly raised his left hand and grabbed it.
The machete he swung over was indeed grabbed by his hand. The second blow was not as strong as the first. The moment the machete was grabbed by Xin Yiming, the other machete in his hand was pointed at the scrawny horse.
The upper part of Xuan's arm was chopped off, and he heard a super painful scream of "Ah". Xin Yiming chopped off one of his bloody arms, and then Ma Xuan took two steps back. The blood on his arm was pouring.
Xin Yiming was still holding the machete in his hand, and his arm was still holding the machete, looking at the blood and the horror. Xin Yiming then let go and clenched his fist tightly, and the blood on his hand followed.
When his fist flowed down, he looked over there and saw that Ma Xuan had fallen to the ground. He was in great pain with his left hand covering the wound on his broken arm. His screams and howls of pain penetrated every moment in the drizzle.
A person's heart makes everyone rush to fear. Xin Yiming glanced at Ma Xuan on the ground, took two steps forward, reached Ma Xuan's side, held a machete and shined it on Ma Xuan's face, "Just go down with one knife."
Just like chopping vegetables, I saw Xin Yiming waving the machete in his hand at Ma Xuan on the ground, swiping it down one after another. The lifelike Daguan Gong behind him looked even more strange and red-faced under the dim light of the dark night.
The machete in Guan Gong's hand, Ma Xuan on the ground, has long since lost his life. Xin Yiming's machete is still cutting down. I don't know what he will do next. Ma Xuan was chopped to a bloody pulp.
