Mo Laowu and Long Er fought hard on Menglan basin, and at the same time they were never idle in secret. You smashed mine today, and I would chop your people tomorrow, and they would have a lot of fun fighting. While Mo Laowu was sending him to Longwu's territory to cause trouble, the cabinet would look at the vacant and swear to smash the Yuyu Qiong Building, the important storefront of Qianjiashun Company. Unfortunately, they shouldn't have been so bad that they should have chosen the wrong day and met Liao Xuebing, the boss of the Speed ​​Party who accompanied his colleague Tulipi and his colleagues to entertain!

The sky is covered with dust and the moon is closed. The dense Liao Xuebing blocks the streets. There are one or two people on each car, carrying iron rods and machetes on his waist. When he sees this scene, only pedestrians take a detour and vehicles turn around.

A Hummer was inserted and saw the road blocked. The driver was anxious and honked his horn. The sound of the horn seemed faint and small in the harsh engine. The passenger seat rolled down the window and stretched out an angry head and shouted loudly, but no one could hear what he was calling.

About five meters radius was empty around a car in the middle of Liao Xuebing Group. A man with a naked upper body was sitting listlessly on the car, with a scar on his body, which was shocking. This man was Ye Xiaobai. It was already late autumn. He didn't feel any chill. His head turned slightly and said, "What a Hummer, brothers, please help him get rid of the fire."

After two minutes, all the glass of the Humbs was broken. Every inch of the taillights used to be, there were bumps and the patent leather popped out one by one, just like a city after a tsunami. None of the places were complete. The driver and passenger twitched under the wheels, and their mouths were stuffed with sponges from the cushions.

The lobby manager shouted in horror: "Guard, close the door soon. If you don't do business today, report to the boss first before dealing with it!"

The guards had no time to do it, "Crash!" The whole piece of tempered glass on the door was broken, and glass slag flew everywhere. More than a hundred motorcycles rushed into the wide hall, and more than two meters high evergreen bonsai were hung. All the soil was rushing out, and the ground was covered with the ground. The sofa was knocked to pieces, and the stainless steel trash cans rolled in a clanging sound. The mountains in the hall were shaking, and even the pillars were trembling.

The lobby manager hid behind the counter and did not dare to make a sound. After dozens of seconds that he thought was unbearable, he wanted to stick out his head and ask, and hold on to the scene. The marble counter fixed by the metal frame suddenly turned over and all the screws broke out. The computer, phone, record book, menu, and snacks fell out, pressing the lobby manager down, crying. Fortunately, the seat behind him had to bear most of the weight, otherwise he would either die or be injured.

The drivers were crowded with black crowds to give up a route. Ye Xiaobai walked past quietly, stood quietly in the center, lit a cigarette and said, "Everyone goes to the eleventh floor, and you will do anything except rape women." He and Liao Xuebing have been working together for many years. The boss's short sentence on the phone was something that others could not understand, and he could immediately know that he needed fire support, and it was time to exhale him.

The counter drawers were smashed open, colorful banknotes were scattered, several computers became a mixture of waste plastic and circuit boards, the aisle dining car turned into scrap iron, and the oil paintings on the wall were broken in half. At this moment, Yuyu Qionglou became synonymous with hell on earth. One after another, the hooligan with a cockscomb head or gold teeth inlaid with gold necklaces rushed out from behind Ye Xiaobai, and the iron rod in his hand dragged on the floor and ran towards the elevator entrance.

In the eleventh floor Bauhinia box, six people fell to the ground, and those who had not fainted were covering their wounds and shouting loudly. Eight wine-accompanied girls changed from being disgraceful to being miserable, and several colleagues did not make the words complete without saying a few words.

A short man stretched his head and looked at him. His face changed first, he retracted his head and shouted for a few words. Then more than a dozen people rushed in, looking at Liao Xuebing and others in uniform tight jeans and big leather shoes.

After coughing twice, the crowd stopped immediately, and they separated the same path and walked out of a middle-aged man with a medium figure and a thin face that was so thin that he fell into a small and cheap position.

"The cabinet will clear the venue in Yuyu Qionglou, but someone actually resisted. It's amazing, haha." The man was full of momentum and smiled condescendingly. Ding Qing looked at Lao Liao who stood up in the middle and said in a little surprised: "It seems that he has seen you somewhere, oh, isn't this the boss of the Beicheng Speed ​​Party? No wonder he can even praise my five subordinates. You can be considered the number one person."

Liao Xuebing also recognized this man, Long Er's gold medal thug, the big brother of Scarcas, and the terrifying Five Wealth Prizes in the Middle Seas. Although his name is very rustic, he is not simple. Long Er was defeated by his charge trap in his early years. After Long Er intends to enter the political world, he hides behind the scenes. It is not until this time that the struggle between the two forces reached a white-hot point and came back.

Unlike the skinhead who is so arrogant, Wang Caigui is a cruel character who really cuts down seven streets.

It seemed that Liao Xuebing was good behind him, his fingers were itchy, and he had an idea for a moment, took off his watch and necklace, and said, "I will give you a chance. If I win against me on my own, I will let you and your friends go out intact. I, Scarcai, will definitely count." There are hundreds of brothers outside here, who have a strong advantage, so I speak so presumptuously.

Liao Xuebing looked at his watch, took off his coat, threw it to Jiang Feng, who was trembling with his hands, and said, "The frog at the well thought that the sky was only as big as the wellhead, so I have to take out this ambiguous one." His muscles were well symmetrical and full of streamlined beauty. The scars on his body were more than ten times more wealth than Scar, and they were intertwined. I don't know how much pain I suffered to exchange for this scar, which made the idle people watching the fun gasp.

After thinking about it, he inserted the bloody knife into the table. With a sound of the pot, it was more than an inch into the tip of the knife. The blood that had not yet solidified was shocked and bounced away. The table was made by a craftsman with excellent craftsmanship with a hard rosewood with a specific gravity greater than water. Even if he hits an iron nail, he had to carry a large hammer and knock it hard. Liao Xuebing seemed relaxed, but others could not see it. However, Scarcai's eyes tightened and praised: "Good skills are enough to be my opponent."

"Is that right?" Liao Xuebing smiled faintly and said, "I heard that you have also fought in Shura Field, how many games have you won?"

Wang Caigui pinched his finger joints, made a crackling sound, shook his head and smiled, "Have you made a bet on the Shura field, too? I won three games and lost two games, haha, I couldn't stand it, so I quit." He looked very proud.

All the audience who looked at them were thinking: "I don't know what punch to fight, is the record of winning three games and losing two games worth boasting?"

But Lao Liao knew that such a result was not dead and could escape unscathed. It was a miracle in the Shura Field itself. It should be noted that that kind of place is simply the synonym for the word "death". He raised his thumb and said, "Okay, if you stayed under my hands for thirty seconds, I would go to see your family alive."

Wang Caigui smiled: "I didn't expect that you are also overwhelmed with confidence, go eat shit!" He said that he would beat him. As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the leather shoes with metal shoes with the tips first, aiming at Lao Liao's vital abdomen, carrying a gust of abdominal wind, and the speed was extremely fast, so that a few legs flew out due to inertia. If this foot was kicked firmly, even a calf could be kicked to death.

The brave ones were strong when the narrow road was suitable. Liao Xuebing followed his legs and arrived first. His calves were separated and a muffled sound. Due to the angle problem, the collision part slipped about an inch away and rubbed violently. Wang Caigui's shin seemed to burn, and his thick jeans grinded out a hole, and his flesh flew and was about to break, but Lao Liao had only his trousers damaged.

Liao Xuebing thought to himself: "I didn't kick his leg off. This man is a bit of real skill, more than one level higher than Tao Delin."

Wang Caigui was ashamed and angry as he thought that he underestimated the enemy too much, and stimulated the real fire, stood up for a moment, bent his legs slightly, steadily stance, and hit the enemy's temples with his elbows.

"Respond so quickly! He is worthy of being the one who wins three and loses two. If I were me, I would at least rub the wound very much," said this punch that was as fast as a thunderbolt. It fell into Liao Xuebing's eyes as slow as a snail, and was slower than a turtle. He leaned back slightly, his elbow was only half a slight difference, and he could even smell the sweat on his hands when he passed through his nose.

Wang Caigui's shot was gone, and just now he stopped the heat. Liao Xuebing took the initiative and pushed his elbow with clever force. Wang Caigui couldn't control it and punched his nose. He suddenly had dizzy eyes, and he staggered and took half a step back.

With a wave of his hand, he wanted to stop the enemy's attack, "Dang!" He punched another on his nose. This time, Liao Xuebing was in a state of great strength, like a thunderous fist, with skin and flesh blooming, revealing a broken nose bridge. The blood covered his face with the snot. He could no longer tell where the eyes were, and where the nose was.

Liao Xuebing's attack was like a storm. He did not give his opponent a chance to stop begging for mercy, and he kicked in the air, but the most of this kick was showing off. He didn't use much strength and just sucked it on his face. Wang Caigui brought a bunch of blood mist and fell backwards.

"Uh, it probably won't be thirty seconds. Unfortunately, dear Scarcai, you can't see your family alive."

"Wow!" More than a dozen onlookers shouted, saying that they could not control Scarcai's absolute calculations and rushed towards Lao Liao.

The space was not too big. After the two were taken away, the two people behind were stabbing the knife in front of them. Everyone was yelling angryly, but when the private room rushed into a bunch of speeding party members like a tide, everything calmed down.

Jiang Feng and several teachers shouted in their hearts: "It's really exciting. It's a hundred times more exciting to witness the bloody battles in the underworld! Liao Xuebing is actually an invincible thug!"
Chapter completed!