Outside the song and dance hall, fighting was raging, sticks were exchanged, sparks were flying around, shouts of killing were loud, and wailings were heard one after another. It was like a hell on earth. After the fighting, more than a dozen people had fallen into a pool of blood.
This is because the people in white are showing mercy. If everyone attacks, I believe the battle will be resolved in an instant.
The men in white fight in a calm manner. They have formations, tactics, and priorities. They focus on picking out the opponent's weak points to attack. They coordinate properly from front to back and left and right. It is often the two closest people standing on the left and right who coordinate the attack, and one of them resists.
When the stick came, he took the time to swipe the stick at his opponent.
"This, this, this"
Duan Peng, the Living King of Hell, who has always been arrogant, arrogant, and has a higher eye than himself, was dumbfounded at this time. He didn't know what words to use to describe the situation at this time. Since his debut, he has never encountered such a person or force.
, I have never experienced this kind of tactics.
In his opinion, the more chaotic a group fight is, the better. He seeks victory in the chaos, sneak attacks on the opponent's leader in the chaos, and uses his own personal ability to reverse the situation of the battle. But now, he is firmly surrounded in the battle.
In the group, there is no chance to break out.
"Who on earth are you? I, Duan Peng, think I have never offended people like you. Can the people who come here tell us their names? Do you know that we are a force from Taichun Garden?"
Duan Peng was furious, knowing that he had no chance to break out at this time, so he thought of using the words "Taichun Garden" to calm his opponent, and he also wanted to use a trick to find out what the opponent's background was.
"Taichun Garden? It's just a chicken coop worthy of the name. How can you use it to argue? Everyone says you are the Living King of Hell. I think you are going to change your name today and just call yourself the Dead King of Hell! Haha."
The casually dressed man surrounded by a group of people in white made a cold comment. It seemed that Duan Peng didn't say the name "Taichun Garden."
, this is simply a huge insult to Duan Peng and even the forces behind him.
It has been many years. No one has said this since Tai Chun Yuan was famous among the underworld in SC City. Today is considered a precedent.
"Who the hell are you?"
Duan Peng's eyes were so angry that he was trembling all over, and his face turned red. It was inevitable that he would be humiliated here today. He just wanted to know where the other person's identity came from.
"Humph, don't you know whose territory you are in?"
The casually dressed man snorted, then leisurely took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it elegantly and looked at the battlefield cheerfully, as if he was watching a performance, and his mood was not generally good.
"Sure enough, it's Song Kun, the old immortal!"
Duan Peng was so angry that stars were popping up in his eyes. Listening to the words of the other party, how could he not understand who did this and who called for the reinforcements? For a moment, he felt angry in his heart and turned to fear. He turned around and rushed in again.
In the dance hall.
"Song Kun, you old fool, wipe your neck clean and wait for me to cut you a few times!"
Duan Peng rushed into the dance hall angrily and shouted without raising his head or eyes. The sound had already arrived before anyone arrived, but what was waiting for him was a stool flying in the air.
Bang! Bang!
Duan Peng's hands were quick and he felt something dark flying toward him quickly. He flew over and swept it with his kick. He heard a series of crisp sounds in his ears, and a wooden stool was kicked to pieces by Duan Peng.
Broken pieces, pieces of wood and sawdust were scattered all over the floor.
"Duan Peng, after seeing the situation clearly, it was too late to act arrogantly!"
After a series of crisp sounds, a cold voice came from the song and dance hall. The sound was not very loud, but it could be clearly heard in Duan Peng's ears.
"Huh? How did you fall into their hands?"
Duan Peng stood firm on his heels and raised his eyes to carefully observe the situation in the song and dance hall. He suddenly broke into a cold sweat and felt that his eyes were dark. He almost fainted. The shock that tonight brought to him was too much, and he couldn't accept it for a while.
.
The dozen or so people who had stayed in the song and dance hall had all been subdued by the opponent and pushed to the ground. All the sticks were in the hands of the former gangsters. They were all looking at him arrogantly. This man who once despised everything here.
Duan Peng.
"Brother Duan, there are some among them." At this moment, one of the subdued boys suddenly raised his drooped head, with veins bulging and cheeks red and swollen, as if he was about to say something.
Bang bang bang!
Before he could finish his words, someone used a wooden board to hit his face quickly and horizontally. His lips were broken and blood was flowing out. He looked miserable.
"How dare you do this to my brother?" When Duan Peng saw this scene, he was already half crazy and half demon and almost rushed forward, but the last trace of reason told him that he couldn't do that, otherwise he would also be in trouble.
The danger here.
"Humph! I didn't expect you to end up like this? Duan Peng, today you admitted defeat and attacked from both sides. You are now surrounded by us and you still have men in our hands. I'm afraid it's impossible to be good today!"
"
At this time, Song Zihao, the youngest guy, stood up and pointed at Duan Peng in front of him. He was not afraid of the murderous eyes, as if he was looking at an ant, and his expression was extremely indifferent.
"Haha, you guys, it's just you? Attack from inside and outside, good, good! You can hide from the first grade of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth grade. It's over tonight, you all prepare a pair of coffin boards for yourselves."
Duan Peng seemed to be going crazy, his eyes were extremely blood-red, as if he had pinkeye, his face was extremely twisted and ferocious, and his exposed teeth after laughing wildly were covered in blood, like a man-eating demon.
Song Zihao's few words completely divided the two parties into opposites, and they were the kind of irreconcilable and irreconcilable mortal enemies. At this time, Duan Peng believed that he already hated them to the core. If he came here just for the sake of
If you teach them a lesson, I believe that when Duan Peng sees these people in the future, he will definitely kill them without leaving any room for them.
"Kid, don't say that. We don't want to become mortal enemies with him yet. It won't be good for either of us."
"How about we negotiate and return these people to him, as long as they don't cause trouble for us in the future."
After hearing Duan Peng's threats, some people were really scared. They all knew who was standing behind Duan Peng and what a powerful force it was. They also knew what would happen if their small body offended such a force.
What kind of end?
"No, no talking! If you let his men go now, will he really not cause trouble for you in the future? Don't be naive, we have no way out at this time, we can only move forward and join hands to resist them
!" Song Zihao was like a little adult at this time, and immediately
Speaking out against it, this may be the scene he wants to see the most. With a group of former gangsters acting as backers, the grandfather and grandson seem to be able to gain some understanding. You know, the one Duan Peng hates most at this time is Song Kun.
, because he now wholeheartedly believes that those men in white were found by Song Kun.
"Hehe! This is what you said. People who have offended us never have a good ending. They are all waiting to die!"
Duan Peng's face was ferocious, and his blood-red eyes seemed to be spitting out fire, extremely hot, sharp words, and exaggerated expressions, all indicating the extent of the living King of Hell's revenge in the future, which must be extremely ferocious.
"What are you waiting for? Duan Peng is finished at this time. Let's take action to capture him now, so that we have more chips in our hands!" Song Zihao met Duan Peng's intimidating eyes, raised his arms and shouted, encouraging everyone to take action together.
, we must capture Duan Peng here.
"My grandson is right. If we don't take action now, how can we wait? Only by taking him down can we ensure future safety!" Song Kun also reminded everyone. At this time, he seemed to be risking his life.
He is also full of fighting spirit like a young man.
The song and dance hall suddenly became extremely noisy. Everyone had different ideas and became chaotic. Some were talking about war and some were talking about peace. For a while, I couldn't figure it out. It can be said that people are always pinched no matter what time they are.
Soft, afraid of hard. At this time, they have Duan Peng's
There were more than ten subordinates, but they didn't dare to swarm up to deal with Duan Peng standing in front of him. This is called the shadow of a famous tree. Duan Peng's reputation is too great and his prestige is far-reaching. Although there is only one person standing there, when
After everyone saw his appearance, they didn't dare to move even half a step.
"Big Brother, Big Brother, they have withdrawn, they have all withdrawn"
Just when both sides were hesitant, a young man covered in blood quickly ran in from the door. He was obviously stunned when he saw the scene inside the house, but then he said happily.
"What? What do you mean they withdrew? Explain clearly!"
Duan Peng thought he heard wrongly and couldn't understand what the other party's withdrawal meant, because he knew that the other party had an absolute advantage at this time and there was no reason to retreat.
"For some unknown reason, they all evacuated just now while being beaten, as if something happened, and they left very suddenly!"
The person who came said it again carefully. He knew how unbelievable such news was, but this was indeed the fact at this time.
"Call the brothers in and keep an eye on them. I'll go out and have a look." Duan Peng didn't waste any time. He shouted and jumped out. He kept waving his hands to call the brothers who were still standing outside to rush into the song and dance hall, while he stood still.
On the spot, he raised his eyes and looked around.
"What kind of trick is this?"
Duan Peng was also confused. This inexplicable force really came and went without a trace. It attacked whenever it wanted to and retreated when it wanted to. Its behavior was extremely weird.
"Brother, look, they have disappeared without a trace. What is going on?" A young man stood next to Duan Peng and kept pointing in all directions, indicating that these places were the people in white just now.
direction of retreat.
"What the hell do you think we are? Beat us when we come, and leave when we leave. Could it be that the police are here?"
Duan Peng had a cold face and kept looking around. Suddenly he seemed to remember something and muttered to himself.
The street lights were dim and the road was extremely quiet. Not a single vehicle or pedestrian was seen within a few hundred meters of the entrance of the song and dance hall. A fierce battle had just occurred here, causing many pedestrians and vehicles to stay away for fear of getting into trouble.
The many small roads and avenues on the opposite side were still extremely dim. Duan Peng looked around to see where the group of people in white could be found. At this time, he seemed to have woken up from a nightmare, sweating profusely and in shock. Once upon a time,
He had never felt like this before. The tactical formation and combat effectiveness of the people in white were deeply impressed.
was imprinted in his mind. What I have to say is that although the other party hit them badly, this is inevitable. From the battle between the two sides, it can be seen that the group of people in white are indeed stronger than them.
Even if both sides were equal in number, Duan Peng thought he had no chance of winning.
"Huh? Sure enough, the police are here!"
While he was dazed, Duan Peng heard a series of rapid sirens coming from far to near. Then he turned his head and looked towards the distance of the avenue, and saw a row of countless police cars arriving one after another. In the blink of an eye, they drove to the song and dance area.
In front of the hall, the originally dark place was suddenly illuminated by police lights.