The group of people blocking the bar were about to rush in, but the people in the bar rushed out, and each of them was holding a steel knife and stick in their hands. Just looking at their current expression, they looked a little tired and listless. They gathered together to take drugs just now, but the drugs were not enough, and everyone was not satisfied. Someone came to the door to cause trouble!

"Who am I thinking it is? It turns out that it is your kid. Last time I didn't kill you, and I dared to find this. I really don't want to live anymore!" A shirtless man on the side of the violent association said disdainfully.

"You are not qualified to talk to me, give it up~!" Duanmu gritted his teeth angrily. It seemed that he had been taught a lesson by violence, otherwise he would not have been so angry.

"I'm really not afraid of death!" A hoarse voice came from the bar, and then a middle-aged man walked out of it, carrying a sharp steel knife on his shoulder, with a few letters engraved on the steel knife. Then this person is the boss of the violent association!

He should be around thirty-five years old, and there was a seven or eight centimeter scar on his face, which was very deep and obvious. The knife marks were slanted across his right eye. It was hard to imagine how his right eye was kept.[

Those who came to cause trouble were all arrogant, but when they saw it, their arrogant arrogance was mostly weakened invisibly, and they seemed to be very afraid, including the Japanese man Duanmu.

If Duanmu dares to come, he must have sat down. There are only 30 or 40 people behind him, and there are only a dozen people on the other side. He has the advantage in terms of numbers alone. What else can I be afraid of? So he plucked up his courage and said, "Today I am not only here to avenge you, but also to let you go back to your hometown!"

He sneered: "Sorry, I haven't had a home since I was a child!"

Duanmu laughed sarcastically and said, "Are you pretending to be stupid or really stupid? The hometown I mentioned is your mother's belly. If you still say you don't have a hometown, then you can't even be a wild breeder!"

It comes from a slum and is an orphan. As long as you know someone, Duanmu must have deliberately poked the pain. But Duanmu did this, it was obviously wrong.

His eyes were blood red and his murderous aura was strong, like a lion about to go crazy. If Duanmu hadn't said what Duanmu had said just now, if Duanmu was defeated, he might have saved his life, but now, he must kill him! In his heart, either Duanmu would die or die with Duanmu!

"I *******!" He waved the steel knife in his hand and slashed away. The brothers behind him were also angry by Duanmu's words just now. They were originally a little depressed because of their willingness to drugs, but now they are in great momentum!

A bloody battle begins. At this time, they fight with their lives and are merciless. No matter who it is, they will kill each other.

He is good at it. The knife just now left wounds on the two enemies. He was aiming at Duanmu. He wanted to kill Duanmu because Duanmu had just poked the pain point.

If it were a normal fight, they wouldn't kill easily, because if they killed someone, they could avoid them and not be entangled by the police. If they were entangled by the police, they would have to find ways to deal with the police.

Duanmu held a Japanese steel knife in both hands. This guy was really from Japan. He dared to be so arrogant in other countries. I wonder if there is any backstage.

When they were mixed with Duanmu, they could not decide the winner for a while, and the fight was full of sounds.

There is a garbage purchase station in front of the bar. There are few people passing by this small street in front of the bar. The main reason is that the public security here is too poor, so the residents around would rather take a detour than pass by here. Therefore, no one came to watch it in such a lively battle.

Behind the counter of the bar, Han Qing and the others listened to the movement outside, and Zhu Xiaotian couldn't help but want to go out and see the fun, saying, "Brother Qing, should we go out and have a look?"

Han Qing heard that it was so lively outside, so he didn't want to miss it. There was a small door on the right side of the bar door, and several people walked towards the small door with a bottle of wine.

There was a lock on the small door. The structure of this lock was simple. When Han Qing was about to take action, Huang Yi smiled proudly and said, "Just like this, you can handle it with just one finger."

As soon as Huang Yi finished speaking, he stretched out a finger to hook the iron lock, and suddenly used force. The iron lock was pulled down, and he smiled and said, "The lock is rusted, and he hasn't tried hard yet!"

Zhu Xiaotian said contemptuously: "Tsk! It depends on how much effort you use."

Huang Yi slapped Zhu Xiaotian in the back of the head and said, "You guy talks a lot!"[

Zhu Xiaotian ran out first without making a face at Huang Yi.

The small door just blocked Han Qing and the others. Through the holes on the door, they could just watch the lively fight scene. It was really exciting. Although there were only a dozen people on the violent meeting, they did not have the advantage at all, but they were even more powerful.

From time to time, a shrill scream would be heard. Someone must have been stabbed, which was really cruel!

Han Qing and the others' eyes fell on Duanmu at the same time. Zhu Xiaotian said first: "Brother Tian, ​​let's bet again this time. I guess that long-haired Asian must be a Japanese!"

Han Qing agreed with Zhu Xiaotian's guess and said, "I also think that guy is Japanese."

"Ga? Who wins?" Zhu Xiaotian finished speaking, but Huang Yi didn't say: "Of course, Brother Qing won, you can blow another bottle!"

"Bully!" Zhu Xiaotian pouted aggrievedly, and obediently raised his head to drink.

Yang Zhao looked at Duanmu and said sarcastically: "The little bastards from Japan dare to compete with the Americans. When our brothers really stabilize in the United States, the first thing is to kill all the Japanese in the United States!"

Just as he was fighting with Duanmu, he suddenly felt like an epilepsy attack, and he lay down on the ground and rolled in pain. Duanmu seized the opportunity, raised the Japanese steel knife in his hand, and slapped his right thigh hard!

"Ah!" A heart-wrenching cry was made. The severe pain relieved the drug addiction a lot. Duanmu smiled grimly and raised his hands upwards. The Japanese steel knife pulled out from his right leg, and a blood spurted out, and another shrill scream was heard.

But Duanmu waved his knife at him again, endured the severe pain, turned over and avoided Duanmu's attack, grabbed the steel knife that had just fallen to the ground, and blocked Duanmu's steel knife again.

The two steel knives were just pressed against each other, and Duanmu looked at each other at close range, in a mess. They were all because of drug addiction, and their strength seemed to be exhausted. The main thing was to endure the pain brought by drug addiction, and they were almost collapsed.

But I know that if I admit defeat now, not only what I have now will be lost, but I will not even be able to save my life.

Duanmu knew that he was already struggling to death now, and sneered: "Aren't you very awesome? Let me see if you are fucking awesome!"

Duanmu pushed the gun to the ground with a sudden force, and the soldiers were defeated like a mountain, not to mention that the boss was defeated and seriously injured. The momentum of those people was quickly overwhelmed by the other party, and the screams were almost all shouted by the people from the Violent Society.

Duanmu held the steel knife that was still dripping blood and rushed towards him step by step. Seeing his subordinates being beaten in a mess and a few of them fainted, he really wanted to cut all the other party to death. But this was impossible. He himself knew that not only was the injury to his right leg, but it was a problem to stand up, but more importantly, the sudden drug addiction. If it weren't for the severe pain from the wound, he would definitely not even know who it was.

The members of the Violent Society had 100 children, but they usually didn't stay here. When they rushed out of the bar, they had already notified all their brothers, but judging by the situation, these people couldn't stand the support and rushed over.

Duanmu was about to swing the knife when he suddenly felt like he thought of something and smiled strangely: "The weather is so cold, brothers, warm up these dogs."

The dozen or so people from the violent association were injured, all gathered around and whispered to their subordinates: "You guys go!"

But the people from the Violent Association had no intention of leaving at all, but they couldn't leave now. The people in Duanmu had surrounded them, and each of them was holding a bucket of gasoline in their hands. They wanted to

All buckets of gasoline were poured onto the waiter, and they wanted to try their best to make the other party suffer.

But at this time Duanmu held the lighter and threatened: "Don't move, if anyone scares me, his hands tremble, the lighter will fall to the ground!"[

He growled, "Damn it! You let me brothers go, and I will give you my life!"

Duanmu smiled sarcastically: "Oh, you really think of yourself. Do you think your life is valuable? Humph, I actually want to destroy your violence even more. I didn't expect it to be so easy. I have thought of several strategies."

A severe pain came from his right leg and he almost couldn't stand steadily. Fortunately, he was supported by his subordinates, which caused the other party to laugh and be completely angry. But what can be done about anger? It's just that he was blamed for the drug addiction attack. If the drug addiction did not occur, the other party might be defeated now.

He said coldly: "As long as I die, there will be no violence, and they will not pose a threat to you~!"

"Tsk tsk, so loyal, I really touched me. I can let them go, but the premise is that you kneel down for me!" Duanmu smiled proudly.

The subordinates all expressed that even if they died, they would die with each other, let alone agree to kneel down. They also knew that even if they knelt down, the other party would probably break their promises, but now it seems that there is only one way to save the lives of these brothers behind them.

"Okay!" Duanmu was a little stunned and disbelief.

Push away the subordinates around you and kneel down at Duanmu.
Chapter completed!