Huang Weiliang stepped back to block again, and accelerated his progress to get to the point: "These big brothers are just taking people's money..." Before he could finish his words, he screamed in pain and was hit on the arm by a steel pipe.

Du Lin started calling the phone again: "They are taking action, hurry up!"

Huang Weiliang has not made any successful friends, and when he mentions money, he seems to make those people feel that their character has been insulted. The three people nearby not only beat him with steel pipes, but also used fists and kicks.

It's just a decoration.

Since the other party didn't need it, Huang Weiliang thought of it. Losing his CEO posture, he endured kicks in the butt, punches in the head and knocks on the back with steel pipes. He arched his body and exerted force, and actually wanted to grab and kick the stand that the guy used as a fulcrum.

Machete on the ground.

Several people watching the battle immediately became furious and began to provide reinforcements. In fact, there was no need. Huang Weiliang was beaten to the ground by the suddenly strengthened steel pipe and fists. The young man who was almost snatched away from the fulcrum took back the machete with his arm covered with tattoos and raised it high.

He got up, took a quick look, and after confirming that the back of the knife was coming down, he slashed hard at Huang Weiliang's back.

In contrast, before it was just a warm-up, but now the fight has really begun.

Du Lin had already lost his cool: "It's over, it's tragic..." He ignored the phone call.

Yang Jingxing opened the car door and wanted to repeat Huang Weiliang's words: "Brothers, stop fighting..." but his tone and attitude were more correct.

"Get out!" A thug who couldn't squeeze into the circle surrounding Huang Weiliang was obviously angry at Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing obeyed, got out of the car slowly, and helped attract some attention to Huang Weiliang, who was already lying on the ground. Huang Weiliang held his head and stuck his butt in an unsightly posture, but he didn't say much. He was a man.

Yang Jingxing settled down and had an obvious height advantage over the outside. But the situation was that Huang Weiliang fell next to the rear wheel of the car, surrounded by four people. Two machetes were menacing, but the steel pipe was the main point of fire, and the sharp end was still pressing against Huang Weiliang.

Buttocks, and a machete waving flags in support.

Yang Jingxing had a machete on his left and right, one raised and pointed at him, and the other half-raised, hesitant and nervous.

The machete pointed at Yang Jingxing was funny: "Bodyguard, **, I haven't seen it yet."

Yang Jingxing shook his head repeatedly: "Brothers, you are so proud, this is my leader..."

This is funny. Several people looked at Huang Weiliang. He was already sitting with his legs curled up, like an antique woman's posture. I don't know if he didn't have the strength to get up or if he didn't dare. It must be because he didn't have the strength because his expression was a bit unruly. I don't know.

It's like a tiger falling in Pingyang.

"Leader!" Jiangangguan looked at Yang Jingxing, raised the thing in his hand and pointed it at him: "You are an official? You want to scare me? Look at you, you are still a leader..."

Yang Jingxing started suddenly, dodged and moved half a meter back, instantly raised his foot and kicked out the person who insulted him, but before his foot reached the opponent's stomach, he grabbed the front part of the steel pipe with his hands and feet.

There was no scream, just a muffled sound. The person who was kicked flew backwards and fell down. The steel pipe was already in Yang Jingxing's hands.

Before the eyes of the man who besieged Huang Weiliang with the machete could change, he was hit in the head by a steel pipe, and then the fearful screams that had not yet taken shape turned into uncontrollable pure pain.

The machete was nothing at all. As soon as he lifted it off the ground, his wrist was hit hard by the steel pipe. The effect was immediate, and the screams started immediately.

Another machete was already moving up the waist and was about to be raised, but the steel pipe hit the operator's head. This time there was an ouch.

Yang Jingxing seemed very confident. He didn't even look at the four people he hit within two or three seconds. He immediately turned around and faced the person who had just provoked him. The two were still standing on both sides of the driver's door.

Turn around.

The one who seemed nervous was trying to gather his courage, and the one who was fierce looked at Yang Jingxing carefully while caring for his companions, and continued to scream: "Looking for death, you are looking for death..."

Behind Yang Jingxing, the one who was kicked was crouched on the ground without moving. The two people who were hit on the head by the steel pipe, one was still squatting and shaking, and the other was blindly touching the machete that fell on the ground. The one with the injured wrist seemed the most awake.

He had restrained his moans and took a deep breath while readjusting his fighting posture.

The short machete called "Zhen Zhen" was not meant to scare people. He shouted "Look for death" and swung the knife towards Yang Jingxing. He was obviously inexperienced. The knife was so long and his arms were long. He still swung it straight. In fact, the distance between him and Yang Jingxing was only one meter.

More.

Yang Jingxing dodged forward, and the knife went to his back. He used his elbow to change his ferocious expression, his mental outlook, and even his mind, and even threw the knife away.

"Get out of here." Yang Jingxing advised the last person on the other side who was still intact because the driver of the van was honking his horn frantically.

The nervous boy hesitated for a moment and started running. At first he ran at a gentle trot, looking back, and then slowly accelerated, but never gave up the knife. He ran faster and faster, with a handsome back.

The van driver was so kind that he left the van behind, got down and ran off with the guy carrying the knife.

Yang Jingxing's expression was a bit gloomy. When he turned around, he was startled and flew over to catch Huang Weiliang: "Manager Huang, don't be impulsive..." Huang Weiliang wanted to use a machete to deal with the enemy.

Huang Weiliang was full of anger, his eyes were red and he shouted: "I will show you little red guys today how to chop people and how to use a knife!"

Yang Jingxing advised: "Manager Huang, calm down, don't do anything wrong..."

Du Lin came to the window lying down, hesitating whether to get out of the car: "Don't let him do it, oh, it's my fault, my fault... that one is going to run away!"

The one who was elbowed by Yang Jingxing was crawling quickly, and after a short period of filming, he stood up and walked upright. But Yang Jingxing didn't care, and stopped Huang Weiliang first. He was very strong and extremely angry. I guess if Yang Jingxing didn't let him go, he would

I want to disown my relatives.

Huang Weiliang was giving the enemy a chance. Yang Jingxing tried to stop him, but then two more got up and ran away, but their heads didn't seem to be very clear and they didn't want to go either.

Huang Weiliang yelled at Yang Jingxing angrily: "Run away, run away! When the little red guy comes back, I will chop him down one by one!"

The situation was changing, and a thug stood up covering half of his head, and said with sincerity and enthusiasm: "Brother, it was our fault just now. You, sir, please keep a line in your life so that we can meet each other in the future..."

Huang Weiliang was so angry:!"

The security guards came, five of them, armed with several short plastic sticks and one long stick. They were trotting and walking quickly while observing the situation. They also shouted loudly and wanted to check the van...

Du Lin got out of the car and screamed: "This way!"

Of the remaining three people, the one who was kicked was still in pain and couldn't speak at all, but his two brothers were still interesting enough. They covered their heads and dragged their hands, but they still cared about the boss and were prepared to share in any difficulties.

The security guards gathered around, took out their deterrent force, used long and short sticks at the same time, and yelled loudly to be honest and squat down!

Huang Weiliang also threw away the machete and kicked him hard several times. The security guard persuaded and admired him like a hero.

Du Lin then went to the car and took out his cell phone that kept calling and answered: "It's okay... It's all okay... Come here quickly..."

Yang Jingxing went to talk to Du Lin, who was still about to make a phone call, and asked anxiously: "Sister Lin, what should I do about this matter? I have to go back tomorrow."

Du Lin nodded repeatedly, his expression calm, but his free hand grabbed Yang Jingxing's arm and refused to let go, and then spoke on the phone: "Tang Xiaoxiao, who else knows what happened today... I ask you who else...

Do you still want to hang out!?" He roared so hard that Huang Weiliang was frightened.

Du Lin was simply fierce: "You'll come back right away and explain it to me... you'll know when you get here, right away!"

However, after hanging up the phone, Du Lin was still polite to Yang Jingxing: "It doesn't matter, I will go back tomorrow, no problem, I will definitely give you an explanation..."

The one who was kicked spoke up: "No... no... no more... go to the hospital... I'm going to die..."

Huang Weiliang wanted nothing more: "Die quickly!"

Yang Jingxing was startled: "Please call an ambulance quickly."

Du Lin took out the key and handed it to Yang Jingxing: "You and Manager Huang go up first, wait a moment, I will handle it here."

Huang Weiliang asked seriously: "Can it be done?"

Du Lin nodded: "I'm sorry, I will give you an explanation."

Huang Weiliang kicked him again, knocking the person covering his head over.

Yang Jingxing still discussed with the security guard: "Call an ambulance. If something really happens and you are in trouble, hurry, hurry, hurry... hurry!"

The security guard was startled and nodded repeatedly: "Call."

Yang Jingxing squatted down and looked at the three brothers and sisters: "I want to ask you something. Considering how easy it is for me to do this, can you tell me the truth?"

No one answered, but there was surrender in the eyes.

Yang Jingxing pointed: "Yesterday and the day before yesterday, you didn't follow this car, right?"

The one whose hand seemed to be broken shook his head repeatedly with a confused look on his face.

Yang Jingxing raised his hand and slapped him in the face, suggesting: "Tell the truth."

The defeated general had completely lost his momentum and continued to shake his head without any sign of resistance.

Yang Jingxing slapped her with more force, the sound resounding through the parking lot, and asked again: "Where were you the day before yesterday?"

The person with the broken hand wanted to recall: "No, no... We have been in Changping these days and came here in the afternoon. I swear..."

Huang Weiliang wanted to ask: "Who asked you to come? Who?" He was much more imposing than Yang Jingxing, but his expression seemed to still be in pain.

No one answered the question. The two fresh ones looked at the one who was pretending to die.

Du Lin hung up the phone and came to persuade again: "I'll handle it. Manager Huang, you go up first...see if there are any injuries and go to the hospital."
Chapter completed!