In the dance hall, there was a lot of gunpowder, and the two sides confronted each other. It seemed that a war was inevitable. All the personnel on both sides stared at each other with murderous eyes. This was a psychological war before the war, and it was also a period of time when we distinguished the power of our enemy and our forces before the war.
People who are in the underworld, from the bosses of hundreds of people to the youngest forces, no one is a fool or a young man. They know when to take action and when to endure, so naturally they won't.
Like those gangsters, they bully the soft persimmon when they see a ruthless thing, and they run away when they see a ruthless thing. Before doing all actions, they need to carefully distinguish the form and make plans.
"Wait a moment!"
At this most critical moment, Song Kun stood up, stood on the spot, faced Duan Peng, stared at the other party with his turbid eyes, and his whole body exuded a breath of wisdom.
"Oh? It turns out it's Mr. Song, so you're here too? Yes, yes, I remember that this small dance hall was run by you. I wonder what it means to organize this party here tonight? I heard you
I have retired a long time ago, why do you still have to take care of some other people's business when you are old?"
Duan Peng glanced at the old man standing out opposite him with his eyes hanging, and naturally recognized the other party's identity. Then he made a few words to make him feel uncomfortable.
"Young people, now it's your world. Our older generation is in a downturn, and it's not possible. To put it bluntly, it's not a threat to your power, so I'll give up an old face today, you give it to me.
I'm just giving face, don't cause trouble for us today, how about it?"
Song Kun suppressed the anger in his heart. At this time, as an old senior, he had to bow his head in front of the young man. Who said that the other party was in full momentum and had a lot of people? The so-called heroes do not suffer losses in front of him. This is his place.
He naturally had to make a statement to bring the situation back. He tried not to do anything if he could, otherwise they would be the one who was unlucky.
"Give you a face? Don't you cause trouble? Haha" Duan Peng laughed wildly, as if he had heard the ridiculous joke in the world. His whole body was trembling, his face turned red, and he looked extremely arrogant.
"why are you laughing?"
Song Kun almost squeezed out a few words from his teeth. His face was very bad at this moment. If it weren't for the fact that the other party is crowded now, I believe he would have ordered the fight. When he was still young, he was just doing it.
When it was a prosperous time, I had never suffered such a grievance.
It can be said that Song Kun is the oldest former tycoon in Sc City so far. Those older than him and those older than him have been buried in the loess or squatting in prison. Song Kun is quite
So the miracle of living makes people believe that even in the society can live to this age.
"Mr. Song, I respect you, old man, but your approach makes me think you are a little disrespectful. I know that you are old and still sow discord here. Do you think I don't know what you are discussing here?
?Do you think I don’t know what you are planning in your heart? Today I will say that since I am blocked here, there is absolutely no possibility of goodness!”
Duan Peng had a cold face and awesomeness. He was worthy of being called the Living King of Hell. His words were indeed sharp and he was not much worse than his actions. His destiny seemed to have been announced in just a few words.
"Are you afraid of not dying well? Use your power to suppress others. What kind of hero is you like to do this?" Song Kun was really angry. His turbid eyes turned bloody red, as if he was about to break free from the constraints of his eyes. He was so open that he was all over his body.
Another bursting aura was emitted.
"Stop talking nonsense, brothers, come on me! Get rid of these old people!"
Duan Peng didn't want to talk nonsense, and he didn't even look at the angry Song Kun. He turned around and waved his hand and issued an order to attack. He looked extremely chic. It seemed that Song Kun and others in the hall were just like a group of livestock. They were slaughtered.
Then it was slaughtered.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang b
After Duan Peng's order, a series of crisp sounds suddenly sounded, and short-term wars were handed over and Mars ran around.
"Um?"
However, this series of sounds did not come from the dance hall, but came from outside the door. This change made Duan Peng stunned. He was still wondering why I ordered an attack, why did he fight outside the door?
"ah!"
"The enemy attacked their reinforcements"
Outside the dance hall, it was quite lively at this time. Duan Peng looked out and saw a group of people wearing white clothes and white pants, masks covering their faces and baseball caps waving sticks in their hands and beating their subordinates.
"Fuck! Song Kun, you immortal, are you talking to me and waiting for the reinforcements?"
At this moment, Duan Peng was so angry that he was furious. Even if he was stupid, he understood what was going on. Song Kun's words before were just slowing down. At this time, the opponent's reinforcements came to his door, and his advantage
If you are not here, you will become double-sleeped in it by the other party.
"What's going on?"
Song Kun also became confused and looked out inexplicably through the light. He could only vaguely see some white figures passing by the crowd, waving the stick in his hand, and violently hitting Duan Peng's younger brother.
This huge change is very amazing. Not to mention that Duan Peng did not expect, even the original gangsters who had a meeting here before, were shocked because they were secretly holding a meeting here. Where could there be a saying of reinforcements?
What's more, their current situation is that there are no reinforcements at all, and their power is pitiful.
"No matter if someone helps us, we will work hard inside and outside to waste this kid Duan Peng!"
I don’t know who it was, but I stood in the dance hall and shouted. The sound spread throughout the audience in an instant, causing those who were still stunned to come back to their senses, and they picked up everything that could be used as weapons and rushed up.
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When you die or I die, who can take care of so much? No matter who he called the reinforcements, or whether they are human or ghosts, since we have the opportunity to break through now, naturally
You can't give up.
It was a long time to say it, then it was fast! The inside and outside of the dance hall were in a mess, and everyone hit the other side with all their might for their own interests. This was the most primitive way of fighting. In a moment, several people fell in a pool of blood.
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"I'll kill you first!"
Duan Peng was so angry that his sky spirit was emitting smoke. He never thought that the current form would be so unfavorable to him. He had received news before that there was a secret party here, and then he simply summoned more than 40 people to come here quickly.
There are not many people in this dance hall, and even dozens of people can handle it easily, because they are all down and out phoenixes, and their power and strength are not as good as before. Perhaps this is because he is too confident and never thought of it.
At that time, a group of men in white rushed in, disrupting his plan.
"Old Master Song, you go aside, I'll come and see this kid for a while!"
The angry bearded man rushed over and pulled Song Kun back, and met Duan Peng with bare hands. He had been dissatisfied before, believing that Duan Peng was just using his power to suppress others and was truly fighting alone.
A fight may not necessarily lead to whoever loses. When he sees Duan Peng, he will stand up first with Song Kun.
Bang bang bang
The fist is at the flesh, and the palms are hung with the wind. The beard and Duan Peng are fighting for a moment, and the two strong men are in a duel, and they seem to be unable to perform in such a narrow and crowded place.
"You guys have solved all the waste in the house. I'll go outside and take a look!"
After a few rounds of battle, Duan Peng was unwilling to fight, so he swung a few punches and then jumped out of the battle circle. First, he couldn't use it here, and he couldn't take the opponent as fast as possible. Second, he was worried about the war outside and didn't know.
How many people have come to the other party? So they want to deal with the outside forces so that they can avoid losing even if they can’t take advantage. If they really can’t do it, they can withdraw from here and make plans in the future.
It can be said that Duan Peng is worthy of being a well-known figure in the underworld in SSC City. He can calm down and analyze the situation when the form is so severe, know what to do first, and know what is the most important thing. To a certain extent, he
He is a relatively qualified young boss.
"How is the situation here?" Duan Peng asked as soon as he went out of the door.
"Brother Duan, there were 100 people when they came, each of them was extremely fierce. Now we have surrounded us, but we have not sent everyone to the battle. It's just that some of them are fighting us, while others seem to be resting."
The young man who introduced the situation carefully narrated, his voice getting smaller and smaller, for fear that if he would say something wrong, he would offend this living king of hell, then his good days would come to an end.
"What? Half a dozen and half a break?"
As expected, Duan Peng was once again furious when he heard this result. He pushed the little brother away, looked around, and his eyes burst into cold light, as if he wanted to find the other leader from the crowd.
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Duan Peng's troops were only about forty at this time, and some of them were fighting in the dance hall. The group of white men on the other side had as many as 100 people. It was very simple to fight around them, and to avoid people.
The crowded people were hitting their own people. The other party obviously used a strategy, with fifty people beating around and fifty people resting. This kind of combat effectiveness was consistent and strong, and there was no chance for Duan Peng and others to break through.
How could Duan Peng not be angry when the other party’s tactics are used so well? This is clearly a war of attrition, exhausting all of their physical strength, and fighting until they can’t resist. From another perspective, this is theirs
Their strength is not taken seriously and they feel that they are not worthy of attack by all members.
"The first group comes down to rest, the second group goes up, and there is no gap between the two groups, and you can't give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of!"
Among the white-clothed people, one of them was very alternative at this time because he was not wearing white-clothed and white pants, but he was resting and dressing casually, but he still had a mask on his face, a baseball cap on his head, his chest muscles were bulging, and his arms were like
He is as muscular as his thighs, not very tall, and his big eyes are exposed like light bulbs, emitting light.
"Replace the echelon!"
I don’t know who was in the white crowd, but after hearing the order of the man dressed casually, he immediately shouted.
Then the large group of white men took action, and the white men in battle in front slowly retreated, and there was a gap between people for the people behind to penetrate, and the people behind stood immediately
The formation, fan-shaped line, raise the stick in your hand and point it forward, ready to attack those enemies who are about to come up at any time. In less than ten seconds, the two teams were handed over. The newly attacked and killed the white-clothed man
Everyone was fierce and waving the sticks in their hands. Duan Peng and other troops had only defensive power and no confidence in offense. The group of people who were withdrawn were not idle, and helped each other bandage the wounds and checked them.
The injury was then sat on the ground to regain strength.
"Where do they come from?"
Duan Peng was very surprised to see the current situation and couldn't help but sweat in his back. At this time, he could see that if they had no foreign aid in this battle, there would be no possibility of winning.