Madam's black history was picked up

The commandos ambushing on the first floor heard footsteps, and everyone became more vigilant and hid in the dark without moving. At this time, there was a conversation from the stairs.

"Captain, this surprise attack is too simple. When we broke into the room, it was like entering no man's land. The opponent had no power to fight back and was knocked down by us."

"It's not that the opponent has no power to fight back, it's that they didn't expect us to appear in this way."

"That's right, that's right, there's still a wonderful scene going on in the room we entered, and the buddy was knocked down before he even had time to put on his pants."

"We still entered the room of the eldest brother. Tonight, the eldest brother seemed to be quite drunk. He was lying on the bed and fell asleep. Hit."

The people ambushing downstairs heard the conversation and looked at each other. Because everyone was wearing a mask and their speech was not particularly clear, they couldn't tell whose voice it was.

At this time, a group of people from upstairs had already arrived downstairs, and the "captain" waved his hand: "Brothers, come out, the raid is over, let's go drink the celebration wine."

"Captain, what about those brothers who were 'shot'? Leave them alone?"

"Heh, they still want to drink celebration wine. If it's on the battlefield, they can only go to Naihe Bridge to drink Mengpo soup. Let them all go back to the training ground for training tomorrow."

"Tonight's celebration wine can only be drunk by those who survived." While speaking, the captain had already led the people behind to the door.

He turned around and looked at a certain corner: "I said you guys are addicted to hiding inside, right? If you don't come out, you'll be dealt with as 'shot'."

"Captain" turned around and continued walking after finishing speaking.

At this time, a voice came from the corner: "Captain, wait a moment." I saw several people coming out in twos and threes from different corners.

Si Tianchen saw that almost all the people came out, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

"Captain, have you subdued all the people upstairs?" A commando seemed not to believe that those people upstairs would be so lacking in fighting power?
"Captain" laughed: "Is this impossible? You forgot the rules of this game. As long as one of the players in a group gets shot, the whole group will be eliminated."

"Although those young masters are powerful, don't forget that they still have a woman with them. As long as we get rid of those women first, then what's the rest of them doing? They have to be eliminated together."

"Let's not talk about the big brother's group. Tonight big brother was so drunk that he was still snoring when we went in. He reacted when I shot him in the chest, turned over and continued to sleep."

"So, let's stop disturbing those young masters here, and go drink our celebration wine." Si Tianchen turned around and walked on after finishing speaking.

His words also dispelled the doubts of the commandos, they did not doubt him, and all followed behind Si Tianchen, and those who came down from upstairs walked beside the commandos intentionally or unintentionally.

Just as a group of people were about to walk out of the gate, a commando suddenly caught a glimpse of a red liquid on the collar of the "captain" in front.

He was taken aback and immediately drew his gun: "They are fake."

"Bang bang bang..."

As soon as the commandos finished speaking, gunshots rang out immediately, and within half a minute, the entire hall fell silent.

The dozen or so people who were ambushing in the hall all fell to the ground, and the nine standing people took off the anti-fog masks on their heads, and looked at the commandos lying on the ground with smiles on their faces.

A gunpowder seems to be over, but another silent gunpowder has come quietly.

The four groups looked at the eleven commandos on the ground. They looked at me and I looked at you.

Si Tianmu spoke first: "We have four groups here, but there are only 11 yuan nameplates on the ground, how do we divide them?"

Several people looked at Si Tianchen at the same time. He was the eldest brother, and everyone was waiting for him to speak.

Si Tianchen scratched his head, he wanted to say that he was the big brother, of course he got the big head, but probably the brats in front of him would not agree, so after thinking about it, let it go.

"Ahem." Si Tianchen squeezed his fist and coughed twice on his lips to cover up the little filth in his heart, and his face was still serious.

"What's so difficult about this? This round is originally a knockout round. Let's just compete in groups. Winners get the most and losers get the most. This is the most fair."

When Qian Bao heard this, he immediately wanted to swear: "Fair ass."

But then he realized that the person who spoke was the elder brother, so he reorganized his words again: "Elder brother, this is not fair. There are three people in your group, and all of them can fight."

"Tianmu and Anyajie can also kung fu, Da Zhuang and I are left with two 'porcelain dolls', even if you let them with one hand, they can't beat them."

When Song Ci and Aya heard that they had become "porcelain dolls", they were a little unconvinced, but thinking about what Qian Bao said was also reasonable, they pouted.

Song Ci gave Qian Bao a resentful look, and Aya gave Qian Bao a blank look.

Yang Dazhuang looked amused, and hugged Aya's shoulder with a smile.

Si Tianchen smiled indifferently: "What's the matter? Dueling is a man's business. It's fine for women to watch from the sidelines. What are you doing?"

As soon as these words came out, Si Tianchen received three blank stares at the same time. He closed his eyes and raised his forehead, thinking that women are just a matter.

He also didn't bother to care about the meaning of the white eyes cast on him, and immediately talked about the duel rules.

"We divided into two groups and drew lots to fight each other. The two who won in the end will fight again. This way we will be divided into one, two and three."

"The 11-yuan nameplate is divided into four parts. The two who lose in the first game get two dollars each, the losers in the second game get three dollars, and the winners get four dollars."

"How? That's fair."

The others nodded in agreement, expressing that they had no opinion.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Si Tianchen turned around and pulled a blade of grass, divided it into four and held it in his hand.

"Each team draws one, two long and two short, short and short sparring, long and long sparring. The way of winning or losing is based on bringing the opponent down. Whoever falls to the ground first loses."

"Is everything clear?"

"Clear."

"Okay, let's start." Si Tianchen stretched out his four-cut fist in front of Si Tianmu, Qian Bao and Yang Dazhuang.

Si Tianmu took one indifferently, Qian Bao and Yang Dazhuang also randomly took one, and then the four of them spread out their hands, and it was clear at a glance who was long and who was short.

Si Tianmu looked at the grass in Si Tianchen's hand and smiled: "Brother, I didn't expect that the two of us would have a duel. I have wanted to compete with you for a long time, and it seems that tonight is a good opportunity."

Si Tianchen threw the grass in his hand: "Okay, let me take a good look, have you improved your skills in the past few years?"

Qian Bao put the grass in his mouth and smiled mischievously: "Da Zhuang, do we still need to fight? You can't beat me when you fight since you were young, or you can just admit defeat and save yourself from being crushed by me later." Can't get up on the ground."

Yang Dazhuang thought that when he was a child, Qian Bao, who was as strong as a bear, would often push him to sit on the ground, who was as thin as a monkey, and he was so angry.

Yang Dazhuang also put the grass in his mouth, and looked at Qian Bao with a provocative face: "Hmph, Brother Zhuang, I don't know how to write Chinese characters. Go, go out and type."

Qian Bao followed behind with a smile, with an expression on his face that you were doomed.

"Brother, please." Si Tianmu smiled and made a gesture of invitation to Si Tianchen.

Si Tianchen laughed, and strode out of the gate, followed by Yang Feng and Wu Feng.

Anyajie, Song Ci and Aya looked at each other, and followed them out of the gate.

Xiao Mo and Liu Feng, who were hiding in the dark, saw a group of people coming out of the gate, and thought they were commandos. After hearing Si Tianchen's loud laughter, they realized that they were all acquaintances.

"Why are they all coming out? What are they going to do?" Liu Feng was puzzled.

Xiao Mo looked at the smiling people and raised his eyebrows: "Whatever they want to do, we just sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and wait for the good show."

After Si Tianchen stood still, with one hand behind his back, he made a gesture of invitation with the other: "Let's make a move, brother."

"Take it, big brother." Si Tianmu punched Si Tianchen while speaking.

Si Tianmu's punch was as fast as lightning. The moment Si Tianchen hit Si Tianchen, Si Tianchen quickly dodged sideways, and then swung his fist at Si Tianmu. Si Tianmu dodged in a hurry.

The two brothers hand in hand as you come and go.

Qian Bao also looked at Yang Dazhuang with a smile: "Let's make a move, brother."

Yang Dazhuang didn't speak, and rushed towards Qian Bao quickly.

"Come on, Qian Bao, come on, Qian Bao..." Song Ci danced and cheered for Qian Bao.

Aya stared nervously at Yang Dazhuang, and the two of them were fighting back and forth.

Anyajie looked at Si Tianmu and Si Tianchen with relish, the duel between masters was based on speed, both of them were extremely fast in punching and kicking.

Every movement of turning and kicking is done smoothly and smoothly. For martial arts lovers, this is undoubtedly a wonderful visual feast.

At this time, Si Tianmu was pressing on every step of the way, and Si Tianchen backed up while fighting back. When he sideways avoided Si Tianmu's punch, he suddenly turned and ran to the wall, and Si Tianmu was chasing after him.

Si Tianchen kicked on the wall with his strength, and kicked Si Tianmu with a beautiful high-altitude backspin. Si Tianmu couldn't dodge in time, and was kicked hard on the shoulder.

"Wow, beautiful, such a standard backspin kick." Anyajie got carried away and praised loudly while applauding.

Si Tianmu's head was covered with black lines all of a sudden, and he gritted his teeth and covered his shoulder that hurt from being kicked: "This woman, her head was squeezed by the door or something, it doesn't matter who she is or who she is."

"Brother, good job." Yang Feng and Wu Feng also applauded happily.

Si Tianmu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and kicked Si Tianchen. Si Tianchen backed away and looked at his brother who was so angry that his head was smoking, and laughed for a while.

Qian Bao and Yang Dazhuang also fought inseparably. Qian Bao punched powerfully and quickly, while Yang Dazhuang was agile and could dodge Qian Bao's attack flexibly every time.