Chapter Nine Hundred and Seventy Do It

"Little brat, are you courting death? I won't break your fingers today..."

Er Niu didn't hesitate any more, and before Lu Shibo could react, he stretched out his hand to stop him, a big foot wearing military hook leather shoes had already kicked Xiaohou's abdomen hard.

"Uh!!" With just one kick, Xiao Hou was kicked and clutched his stomach and backed up again and again, his face flushed like a red butt, the blood vessels and veins in his temples were bulging, and his feet felt weak for a while.

"Brothers, break off his fingers for me."

Erniu is not a good person, on the surface it looks like a security guard of Jinhui Company, but in fact it is the bodyguard next to Lu Shibo, and the rest of the strong men are also so-called brother-in-law brothers, somewhat similar to the previous Sun Dapaozi gang.

In fact, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that Erniu is a bodyguard. He is more like a gangster or thug who is used by rich people to pretend to be farts.

But even the bastards who are used to pretend to be farts have a strong body, and it is impossible for ordinary people to beat them, not to mention that Xiaohou, as his name suggests, is thin and small compared to Erniu, which is pitiful. The bull's abdomen was already in pain from the kick, if it weren't for Ma Ying-jeou and his gang who were beside him, he might have already knelt on the ground.

"What? What are you going to do?"

"Do you want to fight?"

"Whoever fights is afraid of whom, come on, brothers, fuck them."

"Brothers, you can see that Jinhui Company has bullied us to this extent. They are fined and beaten. They simply don't take us seriously."

"Just do it if you don't accept it, motherfucker..."

Er Niu and a few strong men around him ran towards Xiao Hou and tried their best. Although Lu Haorong and his group were not close to Xiao Hou at ordinary times, they were standing on the same front and had a common goal at this time. The pretentiousness that people put in their eyes instantly angered all the young people around him, and they swarmed up like a swarm of bees.

"Don't fight, don't do it, stop, you can't fight..." Lu Shibo wanted to drag Erniu and the others back, but he was weak and powerless, so in order to protect his own safety, he had to protect his head four times dodge.

"Fuck him."

"Damn it."

"Fuck you to death if you pretend to be a crime."

"Cut him..."

In the blink of an eye, the scene got out of control and got out of hand. Lu Haorong led dozens of people to surround Er Niu and the others. Except for Lu Shibo who kept raising his hands in surrender, they were not beaten. The others all enjoyed punching and kicking. , pulling clothes, and spitting on the 'pleasure'.

The number of taxi drivers is far more than ten times that of Lu Shibo's gang. Fortunately, Lu Haorong's gang only accounted for one-third of the minority, and most of the rest were older drivers with stable personalities, or timid, cowardly and fearful drivers. He didn't take part in it, otherwise Er Niu and the others would be doomed to end in tragedy.

But I have to say that Erniu and the others are indeed worthy of their strong physique,

Relying on their brave momentum and fighting skills, seven or eight people beat thirty or so young people of similar age, and they didn't lose the wind at first.

It's a pity that two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the momentum and skill are not enough to resist the disadvantage in numbers. It is destined to be a one-sided situation. The two bulls can barely support the so-called face. It only takes two or three minutes, even if they His body was muscular and muscular, but he still couldn't escape the ending of being beaten by dozens of people.

However, not all drivers participated in the fight. The older ones like Xie Guangshen and Lao Li have long lost their passion. Let alone taking the initiative to provoke troubles and fights, even if others find fault with them, they can hide as much as they can and let it go. It can be said to be a sign of maturity, or it can be said to be surrendering to age and years.

Like Xie Guangshen and Lao Li, there were not a few who hid by the side and did not fight. In fact, the only ones who dared to fight with Er Niu and his gang regardless of the consequences were only Lu Haorong and his friends' teammates in the motorcade.

Xie Guangshen did not dare to participate in the fight. Instead, he got into the crowd with both hands covering his head, grabbed Xiao Hou by the collar, and carefully protected Xiao Hou to escape from the chaotic crowd. , but still unconvinced and struggling desperately, taking advantage of the extremely ingenious timing, he kicked Er Niu who was surrounded and beaten.

"Okay, Xiao Hou, why aren't you done yet?" Xie Guangshen dragged Xiao Hou back with all his strength, and when he turned around and wanted to fight again, he was grabbed by Shen Dapeng.

Following Shen Dapeng's gaze, the policemen and urban management at the gate of the compound were running towards the crowd at a speed of sprinting 100 meters. The drivers in the surrounding area did not participate in the fight, and had no chance to participate, so dozens of policemen, The urban management was terrified, and they backed away without hesitation.

"Stop it, stop it for me, what are you trying to do..."

Guo Lei and his chengguan were the first to bear the brunt, and they were more determined than the police. More than a dozen people didn't wait for Guo Lei's order, and it didn't matter who provoked the trouble. , Directly and proficiently catching and tripping, all the fighters in Lu Haorong's gang were knocked down in two or three hits.

Er Niu and the others who were in a state of being beaten suddenly lost the pressure, and instantly changed from a half-squatting position protecting their head with their hands to attacking. Er Niu was especially quick, punching Lu Haorong twice hard in the cheek.

Ma Ying-jeong and his friends were already under the control of the police. Ma Ying-jeong could only watch as he was hit by a fist the size of a sandbag but was unable to dodge. Moreover, with the speed and strength of Er Niu, it was impossible for him to dodge even if he wanted to, let alone him. His hands were pinned behind his back by the police.

"Hmm." With a muffled snort, Ma Ying-jeou felt his nose hurt and he wanted to sneeze, and when he looked down, blood dripped down, which happened to be on his cheeks. On the face cotton shoes.

"Ah, what the hell...why didn't you fight back just now? What the hell are you capable of sneak attacking? Let me go..."

Ma Ying-jeong had a fiery temper, so he couldn't stand this kind of 'secret loss'. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he struggled, he was unable to break free from the restraints of the police behind him. He could only yell and curse hysterically.

"Be honest." The little policeman behind him pulled Lu Haorong's arm with more force. Lu Haorong became quieter because of the pain in his joints, but he still kept staring at Er Niu with his angry eyes.

"I'll beat you, what's the matter? Little bastard, don't rely on the number of people to feel capable... hey..."

"You dare to hit someone in front of the police, aren't you timid?"

Er Niu wanted to fight back, but just as he straightened his back, Liu Ningchen kicked the hollow of his knee from behind, staggered, and half-kneeled on the ground with one leg.

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