Under the gorgeous light, the glass shards reflected a coquettish light on the floor. The gangster lay on his back, with blood spread out from the back of his head. This hit made people jump instantly. You can imagine how powerful it was at that time.
The other people were obviously stunned. When they looked up at the brothers on the ground, they saw a slender young man standing where the light was shining. He also had a baseball cap on his head, standing extremely in the crowd. There was no sense of existence. If it weren't for the split glass bottle in its hand, no one would believe that this little arm could knock a young man unconscious with a bottle.
"Hey, kid, what are you doing!" They reacted and no longer bothered to ask about the whereabouts of the night gang members. They formed groups of three and five and immediately surrounded the slender young man.
The brim of the young man's hat was very low, and only his delicate white chin could be seen in the dim light. Surrounded by so many people, he didn't seem to be afraid. He threw away the glass bottle, put his hands back into his pockets, and said in a low voice: "No. Are you looking for the Night Gang? I am from the Night Gang."
What? More than a dozen gangsters were stunned, looking around the boy up and down, and suddenly laughed, "Haha, you are from the night gang? Could it be that the night gang is just playing house for children, or is it a gang? No one wants you, a little kid, to come out and win sympathy?"
At this time, the noisy music in the venue had been turned off, and the gangsters' mocking laughter spread to every corner of the bar. Even the brothers watching the scene looked at each other, wondering why the night gang members were either women or children
Faced with these scorns, the young man raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and began to fight back in a cold voice, "Our boss said, I can deal with you bastards by myself."
The laughter in the air stopped suddenly, and the faces of the gangsters instantly darkened. They glared at the arrogant young man in front of them, "Boy, I think you are looking for fucking death."
"Ha, it's not certain who is looking for death." Ignoring the dozen pairs of clenching fists in front of him, the young man sneered, "Let's go together, don't waste time."
When you are in your twenties and you are young and full of blood, you are most unable to withstand stimulation. What’s more, the person standing in front of you is obviously weaker. No one can stand being provoked like this.
"Brothers, come on! Beat this kid to death!" With a slogan, more than a dozen pairs of fists were launched together with anger. The force of the wind was so strong that they could break the slender boy's bones with one punch.
With one against ten, no one believed that the young man had the ability to resist, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for his harsh words.
But at the moment of regret, those dozen pairs of fists were about to come into contact with the boy's body, but the boy disappeared from people's sight.
The group of gangsters felt that their eyes were blurred, and the person disappeared. They were surprised to see a slender arm across their eyes, and then they heard a scream, and the whole body of a brother next to him suddenly flew backwards. , with a loud noise, the body hit the glass table hard, and then became completely silent.
"Holy shit, what happened, ah!" He was shocked by this turn of events. One of the gangsters just wanted to run over, but was kicked away in vain. He went straight to the glass table and smashed it. It's on his own brother.
The light rotated and illuminated, and everyone saw the young man's slender figure swimming flexibly. His arms were clearly fair and thin, but each punch was punched with great force, knocking the person away directly. There was no violence at all in the movements, but instead It's like dancing.
One, two, three... When he killed a gangster with one punch, the boy also piled everyone in one place. It wasn't until the last gangster fell that he slowed down his movements in his spare time, and even tidied them up in a gentlemanly manner. Check the collar.
"Well..." A group of gangsters pressed each other down one by one, forming a pile of eighteen arhats. They groaned under the pressure. They were so arrogant one second, and now they are so embarrassing.
"Now, are you still looking for the Night Gang?" The young man stood in front of the glass table, and the voice coming from under the brim of his hat was still low and cold.
But now, in the ears of this group of gangsters, it sounds as scary as demons. The leader of the gangsters begged for mercy with a trembling voice, "This, this brother, is us. We have blind eyes, please let us go." , we will not come again in the future.”
"In the future?" The young man's voice was slightly raised, as if he was thinking about something. Finally, he picked up a watermelon knife from the ground, put it on the gangster's neck, and explained word by word: "There will be no future for dead people. "
"No, don't kill me." The coldness on his neck frightened the gangster into crying, "We, we are just sent by West Street to find out the news. It really has nothing to do with us."
Hearing this, the young man took away the knife and nodded, rarely agreeing with his words, "It's not the mastermind, and there's no point in killing him, but..." At this point, the useless pause in the tone made people's hearts rise again, and then, Then I heard a bit of coldness in the young man's voice, "My boss doesn't like trouble very much. In order to avoid trouble in the future, today, I will set a rule. In the future, whoever comes to the Ye Gang's territory to cause trouble will keep his hands." Down."
As the last word fell heavily, the watermelon knife in the young man's hand, in front of everyone's horrified eyes, chopped off the gangster's exposed arm, leaving no trace of muscle or bone intact.
"Ah!" A girl couldn't help but scream when she saw this bloody scene.
Along with the gangster's shrill screams, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
I had heard earlier that the leader of the Dihu Gang, Zhou Zheng, was killed by the Night Gang overnight, but people who had never seen it with their own eyes were a little disdainful of this fledgling gang. They might be afraid, but they had never felt this fear as truly as today. .
The boy in front of him was only a teenager, but his methods were so ruthless and decisive, and the boss behind him, the leader of the night gang, must be a terrifying figure. Everyone can't help but imagine, but they dare not continue to think deeply...
What kind of existence is the Night Gang
When Song Ye left through the back door, Yunhua had also been found by Xu Zihang and others. Fortunately, he was not injured. The group went straight out of the bar and returned to the training base.
On the way, Song Ye asked about the situation on the West Street.
"Although there is only one well-established gang in Yuncheng, the Dihu Gang, the West Street side is very chaotic. Over the years, small gangs have gathered together to guard a piece of territory and collect protection fees. Not even the Dihu Gang can do anything about it." Xu Zihang frowned. Brow, when talking about West Street, his tone was quite fearful.
Song Ye took off her hat and sat on the window. The cold wind blowing in her face brushed the broken hair on her forehead and fell into her sight, blurring a dark color. After a long while, she said calmly: "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. West Street should be cleaned up." ”