Brother Gan looked at Zhao Lan's pity, and quickly stepped forward to comfort him, "Okay, okay, stop crying, I'm here..." He said that, and gently patted Zhao Lan on the shoulder.
After hearing Brother Gan's words, Zhao Lan saw the care and perseverance in Brother Gan's eyes, and immediately nodded. Her little nose sobbed and looked at Brother Gan with a eager look, waiting for Brother Gan to make decisions for him. Seeing that Zhao Lan stopped crying, she fucked her. Then the brother asked with concern: "What's going on? Who beats my uncle?"
"It's their gangsters! Not only did they beat my dad, but they also wanted to demolish our house!" Zhao Lan replied, pointing to the gangsters who had just beaten the shanty town residents, glaring fiercely at the one who beat his dad just now. The middle-aged dick guy wanted to go up and slap him a few big mouths to relieve his hatred.
"Oh, Xiao Wang, you are here. If you don't come again, your uncle will be beaten to death by these little bastards..." Zhao Lan's mother immediately became confident when she saw her sharp son-in-law coming. Brother Gan complained with the hand, and while saying that, he criticized the despicable behavior of the gangsters.
Brother Gan smiled and advised, "Auntie, just leave this matter to me. Don't worry, I will handle the matter well and make you satisfied. What do you think?" Brother Gan looked after saying that. My mother-in-law, waiting for her reply, grandma, she is so fucking crazy, she actually beat her mother-in-law. If Brother Gan doesn't give them some colors, let alone anything else , even if the mother-in-law can't pass this level.
"Okay, I'll listen to your little king, just do it. Look at your uncle who was beaten by them, and his stomach still hurts!" Zhao Lan's mother nodded and agreed when she heard that her son-in-law was about to stand up for her and said, He also pointed to the lower abdomen of his wife who was holding.
Brother Gan was about to express his opinion, but unexpectedly, he was stopped by his mother-in-law who was sweating on his head and looked painful: "Don't listen to your aunt's little king, I'm fine, let's go home quickly, hurry up and go home quickly ! "Zhao Lan's father saw the arrogant attitude of those little gangsters. Not to mention that Brother Gan is just a tiny figure of 7 meters. Even a man who is 1.8 meters tall is not their opponent. After all, Brother Gan is here It was said to be a one-on-one fight, but for those gangsters, it was a group fight. The one-on-one fight and a group fight were not at the same level. Besides, he had been beaten, so he didn't want his son-in-law to be beaten again. , His personality is completely different from his wife's personality. His wife is unreasonable, while he is calm.
"What? Look at what you've been beaten up, and you're still timid. I tell you that you can't be soft when dealing with these hooligans. The softer you are, the more they bully you. You have to be harder and compare them with Only after they went down did they realize they were afraid!" But Zhao Lan's father was shocked by the sharp mother-in-law's eyes without saying a few words.
Brother Gan is not the kind of person who doesn’t have a wink. You can tell at a glance that your mother-in-law must obey your words, so he smiled and promised, “Auntie, just take a look!” Brother Gan took it out of his pocket after he said that. A Chinese was taken out and held it in his mouth without igniting it. He looked at the twenty or thirty gangsters in a daze: "Tell me, who beat him just now?" Brother Gan said and pointed at Zhao Lan and Zhao Lan My mother is holding my father-in-law.
These little gangsters were almost shocked by Brother Gan. One or two holding sticks in their hands didn't know where to put them. Look at me, I look at you, I'm a little confused, so I look at you. The middle-aged man who took the lead was waiting for his command order.
The middle-aged dick guy was shocked by Brother Gan's powerful aura as soon as he came up, but then he glanced at Brother Gan's short and thin figure with contempt and immediately became brave and scolded fiercely: "Fuck! Who are you a fucking onion?"
Brother Gan didn't answer, glanced at the middle-aged dick guy coldly and then stared at him and repeated, "I'll ask you who beat my uncle?" After asking, he didn't even look at the dick guy, but instead turned it on. The branch China is placed horizontally under the nose and breathes intoxicatedly the fragrance of tobacco.
"Damn you little 13-baby, you crazy?! I just kicked you, what can you do to me?! Judging from your Wu Dalang figure, I let you and your father go together, and you will still deal with you two. I'm obedient!" The middle-aged dick guy couldn't stand the disdain of Brother Gan's disdain for him. He pointed at Brother Gan's arrogantly and scolded him angrily. He really didn't believe it anymore. Just Brother Gan's small size can do it How is he? Besides, he still has twenty or thirty subordinates!
When he heard that silly 13 admitted to hitting Zhao Lan's father, Gan Ge tilted his head and nodded with a sneer. Then he put the cigarette in his mouth again, took out a lighter and lit it, took a deep breath, and took a nose. As soon as he snorted, two streams of blue smoke came out of his nostrils. The fire on the top of the cigarette butt flashed with red flames under the sucking of Brother Gan and the blowing of the autumn wind. The people present were both gangsters and residents of the shantytowns. I can't even understand where Brother Gan was singing. The middle-aged dick guy thought Brother Gan was scared by him. He smiled contemptuously and was about to scold him, but Brother Gan's body flashed, accompanied by the night suddenly Arrived at the middle-aged dick guy, raised his hand and pinched the cigarette butt that had sucked half of it and pressed it on his face. Only a "chi" sound of shaking his head and burning his skin, and a killing sound came. The middle-aged dick's face was almost twisted due to excessive pain, and his eyes were wide open to look at Brother Gan. Before he could speak, Brother Gan raised his leg and kicked his feet fiercely. He kicked his chest and immediately kicked his girl seven or eight meters away, hitting the excavator fuselage roaring in front of him, scaring the excavator driver quickly stepped on the brakes and turned off the fire.
This kick from Brother Gan is real, not a blowjob. This kick from Brother Gan is enough for the middle-aged dick to lie in bed for three or four months, and no matter how many ribs are broken, the middle-aged ones will have to be broken. After falling from the excavator, the dick man covered his face scalded by the cigarette butt with both hands and howled, and his body hurt when it moved.
Everyone present was shocked. They thought they were making a movie. It was incredible. A young man of 1.7123 kilograms actually beat more than 1.8178 kilograms with one foot. The big man kicked away. How powerful is it? Zhao Lan's mother opened her mouth wide and looked at her sharp son-in-law. After a long time, she realized from her surprise, excitedly exclaimed: "Okay! Kill these gods. Kill the gangster bandits!”
Zhao Lan's mother took the lead, and the residents of the shanty town suddenly became fighting again, cheering as if they had won a battle. The only person in the shanty town was Zhao Lan. She was not in the mood to cheer now. Ah, she knew that if Brother Gan beat the boss, those twenty or thirty gangsters would not give up.
She was worried about Brother Gan's safety, but the middle-aged dick was lying on the ground, covering half of her scalded face with one hand, pointing at Brother Gan's viciously, shouting: "You guys are still fucking me while fucking me, Well?! Hurry up and kill that doggyman! Ouch..."
After hearing the middle-aged dick guy's words, the gangsters who were shocked by Brother Gan's sharp tricks clenched the sticks in their hands and feet tightly, looking at me, I look at you, as if they were cheering each other up , shouting and rushed towards Brother Gan. Brother Gan raised his lips and smiled coldly, and bounced the cigarette butt that had been extinguished in his hand into the air, and went up to him. Even if a real man died, he was also dead, he was charging. On the way, not waiting to die!
Although the twenty or thirty gangsters had an absolute advantage in terms of numbers and weapons, this was also their disadvantage. Brother Gan went into battle lightly and was agile, as if he had entered a state of no one, and he would have a palm-cutting hand Snatched a galvanized steel pipe, and the action was even more neat. Because there were too many people, they could only get close to each other at a time. Gan Ge was just swinging the steel pipe and slamming his legs. It took less than five or six minutes to put down half of the gangsters, and all of them had their calves broken, and they hugged their legs and shrank into a ball and wailed.
The remaining dozen gangsters were so scared that their legs were trembling constantly. They looked at Brother Gan's murderous eyes full of fear, they were really scared. They didn't want to become a cripple, so they held them. The stick's hands kept trembling, and his mouth kept trembling and timidly said: "Big...Brother...Brother...Brother...Brother...Brother..."
"Why are you still holding a stick? Do you still want to beat me?" Brother Gan sneered and stared at the gangster who was still standing still but his legs were trembling constantly and scolded, shaking his hand as he said. The galvanized steel pipe covered with blood made the onlookers shudder.
After Brother Gan's "reminder", he only heard the crisp sound of iron tools hitting the ground. The remaining dozen gangsters quickly threw the stick in their hands and knelt at Brother Gan's. I came down to beg for mercy, for fear that my brother would ruin their legs.
Seeing this, Zhao Lan, who had been worried about raising her throat, finally breathed a lot of relief. She had heard of Gan Ge's skills before. This was the first time she had seen it with her own eyes. She really didn't expect her man to be so powerful. , a sweet feeling suddenly appeared in my heart.
I saw that Brother Gan ignored the dozen or so gangsters kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. He had no time to cheat on these inappropriate little shrimps. He walked straight through the gangsters who were lying or kneeling on the ground, pulling them. The bloody galvanized steel pipe walked towards the middle-aged dick who was kicked away by himself, with a gloomy smile on his face. The middle-aged man kept curling up and not daring to touch Brother Gan's eyes: "I...I warn...warn you...don't come...don't come, otherwise I will call the police..."
After hearing what he said, Brother Gan almost laughed out loud, called the police, and he was so embarrassed that he dared to call the police in front of him. Not to mention that he had reason, even if he ignored him, he would not be afraid of calling the police. It doesn’t matter how good Brother Gan is!
"Okay, you want to report it for a while, because your reasons are more sufficient!" Brother Gan sneered and came to the middle-aged dick man, lifted his foot and stepped on his legs, who was struggling to avoid Brother Gan's devil. He asked coldly: "I just kicked it with my leg?"