Luo Quan, who jumped down the wall, had a cold expression, and his attitude of speaking was unquestionable.

"Oh, it's such a good show to watch. After all, it's a scheming. In the end, the fire broke out in his backyard, hahaha..." Xiaobo, who was the culprit, laughed out loud. He shook his finger at me with contempt, and then looked at Luo Quan and blinked: "Brother Quan, dogs, animals like dogs cannot be too faced, otherwise it will easily treat itself as a tiger. Dogs and things are just like this."

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Luo Quan and I spoke in unison.

Meng Shengle cursed with his eyebrows and said, "Cao Nima's little basket, do you have anal in your mouth or a mouth embedded in your anus? Why do you smell shit and urine when you speak?"

"Where are you talking about me?" Xiaobo's smile instantly dissipated, and he suddenly raised the iron crutch in his hand and swung it down, whipping it hard on Wu Heng's body.

Wu Heng, who was already covered in scars, was beaten and shouted out loud.

"Did you mean me? I'll ask you if he's talking about me?" After a stick, Xiaobo continued to hold the ironguai and greet Wu Heng with a fierce look as if he was crazy. He didn't know what material the thing in his hand was. When he pulled it on Wu Heng's body, a big, stern hole would immediately appear. After three or five strokes, Wu Heng, covered in blood, seemed to be as terrifying as if he was fished out of the blood pool.

Wu Heng was really a man. Except for being caught off guard and shouting when he was first, he didn't even breathe much.

Seeing this scene, Meng Shengle hurriedly raised his hands and begged for mercy: "No, brother, I'm not talking to you, can I say anything if I have anything to say!"

"Damn him, I still have to exchange it with you. Do you agree?" Xiaobo at this moment was completely like a late-stage schizophrenia. His eyes were fierce, and his chest was undulating violently, as if a big balloon was about to explode, and the meridians on his neck stood up tremblingly.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced!" Meng Shengle swallowed, his body half-bowed and half-curved.

"Kneel down!" Xiaobo roared with a slight white teeth: "Just kneel down to me, a group of poor and poor boys dare to make ground on my Gao family, kneel down... and kneel down to me."

While roaring, the dog kept licking his lips, and his slanted eyes were full of intense abnormality.

Lu Zhe approached behind me and murmured in a low voice: "Lang Ge, this bastard must have been thrust. Don't anger him too much, otherwise this person can do anything."

I frowned and didn't say anything. Yu Guang glanced around. Rather than saying that Lu Zhe was persuading me, I felt that he was more like talking to Meng Shengle next to me.

Xiaobo, the opposite side, stepped on Wu Heng's chest and roared hysterically: "Kneel down! I'll let you kneel down!"

"Okay, okay, I'll kneel." Meng Shengle quickly raised his hands high, and bent his knees and lay directly on the ground.

Xiaobo then took back his legs and showed a satisfied and pathological grin: "Hahaha, despicable dirty things!"

Meng Shengle gasped and agreed: "Yes, we are all despicable. Brother, let's talk carefully. Isn't you dirty your hands if you kill us?"

Wu Heng looked at us with his neck, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his breath was weak and he growled: "Get up..."

Meng Shengle glanced at him and said, "What are you going to get up? The ground is cool. I am defeated and the people who are in the society have no face. I just thought it was bowing to the dead in advance. You stopped you. I promised me and the madman before the New Year that I would teach us how to kill people with hair. We can't speak without trust."

Although Meng Shengle said it lightly, I know more than anyone else how unyielding he was at this time. We brothers, from the street to today, cannot be said to be too crazy, but they are really arrogant, especially Meng Shengle. In the old saying, it may be purely a type with a higher heart and thinner life than paper, which can make him crawl. You can imagine how Wu Heng is in the hearts of his brothers.

"Hahaha, just keep talking about serious things if you don't pretend." Xiaobo spitted contemptuously and looked back at Luo Quan and said: "Brother Quan, you have the highest status among the people present. You must have status and strength. Since things have developed to this point, I'd just confess that Liancheng is indeed in my hands. My grandfather arrested him to avenge Gao Xi. I don't know if he is old or what. Even though he knows that it is impossible to get Liancheng out of no reason, he does such extra things, but I want to exchange my grandfather back now."

Luo Quan twitched his nose a few times, staring at me blankly and said, "Wang Lang, I don't want to and don't need to explain more to you. If I don't want to have nothing, just do what I said immediately!"

"Brother Quan, can I ask you a question?" I took a deep breath and spoke.

Luo Quan interrupted without saying a word: "If there is anything, we can chat slowly afterwards. Now! I order you to let someone go!"

Before I could say a word, Meng Shengle jumped up and scolded, "You go, damn, are you really treating yourself as your master? You still have the order of Ji Ba, why are you putting us? Should we eat your rice or drink your white water? Fuck it!"

"Swoosh..."

At the same time, a black shadow jumped out from behind Luo Quan as fast as lightning. Before I could even realize what happened, Meng Shengle flew backwards.

When I turned my eyes, I saw a thin man wearing black training pants and a camouflage cotton jacket rushing to Meng Shengle in three steps and two steps, lifting him easily from the ground, swinging his arm and lying heavily on the ground, then raising his legs and stomping on Meng Shengle with a few feet.

From my perspective, I can only see that the man had a pigtail-like braid on the back of his head and a black mask on his face.

When I saw the pigtail braid, the first thing that came to my mind was Zhu Yan, the man who was like a god of killing. But after careful examination, this man had a different figure and side face, except that his hairstyle was a bit similar to him.

After several consecutive kicks on Meng Shengle, the man spoke lightly: "Wang Lang didn't teach you anything, I'll teach you on his behalf."

"You... can you teach you how to make money!"

At this moment, the door of the rear van behind me suddenly opened, and a black shadow jumped out of the car like a cat, raised his leg and kicked the man with a small braid directly on the back. I looked closely and didn't expect that it was Che Yong, who should have stayed in Pengcheng.

The man seemed to have eyes on his head, his body slightly tilted, avoiding the heavy attack of Che Yongshi, and turning back his body and punching him out.

His punch was not as illusory as it seemed particularly plain, but it was particularly stable. The most important thing was that it was too fast, so fast that it seemed like a afterimage.

Che Yong hurriedly raised his arm to resist.

"Bang!"

The other party's fist touched Che Yong's arm. Che Yong was shocked and staggered backwards. While he was backing, he raised his legs and kicked hard on the man's lower abdomen. The man couldn't help but staggered back.

Both of them had not yet stood firm, and they pounced on each other like two evil wolves.

Che Yong swept his leg to the man's waist with a whip, and the man swung his arm horizontally to beat Che Yong's neck.

"Wang Yan, be careful!"

"Brother Yong, please take a look!"

Luo Quan and I exclaimed at the same time.

"Click!"

"Bang..."

Two crisp sounds followed closely. Che Yong's chest was swept by the other party and fell to the ground in a mess. The man did not take any advantage. He stumbled back six or seven steps before he stood firm. He raised his lower abdomen unnaturally, and rubbed his waist quietly with his other hand, obviously he had not avoided it just now.

"Fight, then fight, don't stop. Whoever wins the deal with me, I like to watch your furious internal fight. It's so funny, hahaha..."

At the entrance of the courtyard, Xiaobo was so happy that he was like an idiot who won the Mark Six lottery, smiling and leaning back and forth. Taking advantage of this gap, Luo Quan and I looked at each other from a distance. I saw that he seemed to have a slight point at me...
Chapter completed!