The Exorcist

Chapter 123: Bao Ye

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Zhang Xiaowen didn't estimate Fei's face, and stepped on Fei's face: "Say! Where is Wang Xiaobao!" While speaking, his eyes were fixed on the horse in front of him.

The horse took two steps backwards in fright, stumbled on the steps behind him, and sat down on the ground. Zhang Xiaowen turned his head and stared at another horse. This horse reacted faster. He turned his head and climbed to the second floor. When he reached the entrance of the second floor, he stretched out his head and yelled at Zhang Xiaowen: "You, you wait! I will call Baoye to clean up you!"

Zhang Xiaowen sneered, and kicked the horse that fell down on the chest again, and walked to the second floor!

Before Zhang Xiaowen could walk to the door on the second floor, a group of punks came out, blocking the otherwise not spacious stairs.

Zhang Xiaowen clenched his fists and screamed "Go!" The whole person rushed into the crowd towards Lixian's arrow.

Zhang Xiaowen grabbed the bastard in front of him, put his hand against his neck, and pushed desperately towards the stairs. The gangsters didn't expect Zhang Xiaowen to take the initiative, and his reaction was half a step slow. When the reaction came, Zhang Xiaowen had reached the top of the stairs.

At this time, the gangsters were anxious. If so many people let Zhang Xiaowen in, wouldn't they be scolded to death by Lord Bao? So they raised their fists to greet Zhang Xiaowen.

On one pair of one piece of Xiaowen I believe that these people are not opponents, but the tiger can't stand a pack of wolves. If a person has to deal with more than a dozen people in this narrow space, he will inevitably get black punches. Zhang Xiaowen is unwilling to dodge in order to rush to the second floor. , At the same time as he pressed the gangster in front of him firmly, his other hand began to wave in an uneasy manner.

But after all, a person's strength is limited. Gradually, Zhang Xiaowen feels that he is being crowded in all directions, there is no room for punching, and he can no longer move forward.

Could it be that if you can't even see your opponent's face, you're about to fail? The fist on the body is no better than the pain caused by the unwillingness in the heart. Zhang Xiaowen felt that there was an anger in his heart that could no longer be suppressed. The anger spread all over his body, and his blood was boiling with anger!

"What are you doing! Stop it!"

Zhang Xiaowen heard a voice behind him. He couldn't look back, but what he heard was Fat Chen's voice.

When Chen Pang saw the scene in front of him, he drew out his baton and rushed up the stairs without saying a word. The gangster behind Zhang Xiaowen had to turn around to deal with Chen Pang, while Zhang Xiaowen clearly felt that the power behind him was weakening.

"Ah!" Zhang Xiaowen could no longer suppress his full anger, he felt the blood in his whole body boiled, and his whole body was full of energy!

Following Zhang Xiaowen's yelling, the bastard who was pushed against his neck was lifted high by him, and slammed into the crowd around him fiercely. Hunk's fist became as if it was tickling, and it didn't hurt. He yelled, and he was not comfortable with the Tujia boxing method, so he picked up the Wangbaquan and hit it at the sight of people!

In this narrow space, ordinary moves can no longer work. Zhang Xiao Culture has become a beast, hitting, bumping, tearing, tearing, biting, and all methods that can be used to attack the other party are used.

The gangsters around Baoye have also seen some markets, and fighting with swords is commonplace. But now he was also shocked by Zhang Xiaowen in front of him. He was a little afraid of his head and feet, and started to back up.

The lobby on the second floor is Baoye’s casino. The gamblers were making a fortune dream, and suddenly they interrupted their interest with a “bang”, and the lobby fell silent for an instant. Everyone looked for reputation, but it turned out that a person flew in from outside the door and fell to the ground severely. The first reaction of the gamblers is that the gambling is coming, and instinctively they start to put away the money on the table.

But soon, a group of thugs slowly retreated from the door, and then the gamblers realized that someone was fighting. This aroused great interest from gamblers, regardless of their gambling game, but looking at the door with interest. Who is so bold and daring to make trouble in Baoye's place

But the following picture surprised everyone present, and saw a madman-like young man beating him in the crowd, and no matter how the gangsters beat him, he didn’t know that the pain seemed to be too painful, just leave him alone. Hit others. There was a fat man at the back of the crowd, with a baton in his hand, he smashed in a mess, and he got into a mess with a few gangsters who were dragging behind him.

Zhang Xiaowen felt that he was full of strength, and his anger made him forget the pain. This kind of desperate style of play made the little gangsters suffer. After a while, the little gangsters did not dare to stick to the post again. Xiaowen fought, but pulled a certain distance away, formed a circle, and confronted Zhang Xiaowen and Chen Fat.

The two were back to back in the middle of the circle, staring at the gangsters in front of them vigilantly. Feeling the temperature behind, Zhang Xiaowen couldn't help but laughed: "Hahaha, hahaha! I said Fatty Chen, who made you nosy?"

Fat Chen spit: "Bah! I regretted it when I hung up the phone. If your damn your criminal police team takes action, you still have my turn to tell you the address? It must be your kid holding on to something bad! Fortunately, I Here comes, or no one knows how you died today!"

Zhang Xiaowen laughed haha as soon as he heard it: "Don't worry! It is Wang Xiaobao who is dying today!" Zhang Xiaowen's voice was loud, and everyone at the scene heard it clearly. The gamblers were in an uproar, and a gambler guessed. To: "It seems that Lord Bao has offended these two desperadoes! It seems to be an endless game!"

Another gambler nodded and said, "Yes, the young people are fierce now, and two of them dare to come over! But how familiar the fat guy looks, let me go! That fat guy is a policeman, he caught my money last time. !"

As soon as this statement appeared, the scene became more noisy, and the gamblers began to discuss: "This policeman is going to go shopping with Baoye! It's really exciting!"

"That's right. At first glance, these two are little policemen, maybe they want to show off?"

"Fart! Who would die for showing up? I think it must be Lord Bao who has offended someone. This is to clean up Lord Bao!"

"What you said is wrong! The two want to clean up Baoye? Are you kidding me?"

Just when the gamblers were talking about it, the door of the private room on the second floor suddenly opened. A middle-aged man who was not tall but very bloated came out, clapping his hands as he walked: "Okay, young people are aggressive. My life is here, it depends on whether you have it!" After speaking, the middle-aged man sat at the baccarat table in the center of the hall, and then said to a horse beside him: "Clean!"

Ma Tsai got instructions and began to direct the gamblers to leave. Zhang Xiaowen knew not to make trouble at this time. After all, killing one person in front of so many people would still have a great impact. (End of this chapter)