President of Ruthless Soldier Wang Qiao

I don't know when, a few men in casual clothes joined the battle, and the battle, which was still stalemate, immediately became one-sided.

The brothers brought by Zhang Yifan were suddenly knocked down by one move, and within three to five minutes, the group of brothers below had already been reduced by one-third, and gradually began to be overwhelmed by the opponent's numbers.

Zhang Yifan asked himself that he had some punching skills, but when he entered the battle again, he also felt a lot of pressure. Originally, it was not difficult for him to face three or five people alone, but at some point, a small man appeared in the opponent's camp , I started to hang colors on myself.

Although that kid looks inconspicuous, he is a practicing family boy. I couldn't get any advantage from him for a while, especially when the last sweeping kick suddenly hit his lower body, Zhang Yifan did the same. He fell to the ground with all kinds of meat and vegetables, and a big piece of his forehead was smashed.

In the end, I still underestimated the enemy, and I should have brought more brothers under my command. The second master is an old Jianghu on the road. Only the second master's subordinates can summon so many ruthless people in the town.

Just at this moment, a dozen strong men came down from the second floor, their auras were exactly the same as these people just now, and Zhang Yifan's face suddenly became ugly.

It's not a big problem to face them alone, but for those little brothers, these guys are not something they can resist at all. At the beginning, the number is superior and they can stalemate for a while, but now the opponent has joined the new force, and there is a sudden death It's called Lianlian.In just a few minutes, more than half of Zhang Yifan's staff had been reduced. Even Xiao Bei, who had been smashing things hard with soy sauce, realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously leaned towards the gate.

But even so, Xiaobei was suddenly whipped on the back with a stick, and immediately grinned in pain, only then realized that few of the people standing beside him were his brothers.

"Brother Fan, the situation is not good! Why don't we run away quickly?" Xiaobei slammed a stick on the bastard's waist, and then said to Zhang Yifan carefully.

Hearing this, Zhang Yifan was also in a dilemma. On the one hand, he was seeking wealth and wealth, but on the other hand, he might have money to earn but no life to spend. Who would have thought that the second master had so many mastiffs under his command?

Before he could straighten up this time, a thin man greeted him with a sweep of his legs. Zhang Yifan fell to the ground without any fanfare again, and this time he really didn't have the strength to get up again.

He thought he was kind to his brethren on weekdays, but he didn't expect so many people to abandon him without hesitation at the critical moment!Just when Zhang Yifan was full of mixed feelings, a chair with a broken leg was thrown directly at his head. Fortunately, Xiao Beiyan next to him quickly pulled Zhang Yifan away, otherwise his grave would have been buried by this time next year. Half a person is tall.

Xiaobei, who was rushing towards the enemy line just now like the overlord of Chu, immediately flew back at a faster speed than before, and directly hit the long sofa and rolled it several times.

The example of Xiaobei is here, and the only dozen or so boys left are also panicking at this moment, holding the clubs and not daring to go forward.

His eyes were red with anxiety, picking up a chair and hitting someone is not a big deal, the problem is that the wide-backed chair made of solid wood was broken into wood slag under this fall, what a hatred and hatred!

Just like this one batch after another, only twelve or three of the original seven NO. It's still sour.

Xiao Bei was the first to grab a baseball bat and rush in towards the group of people. The blood in the hearts of the rest of the younger brothers was also ignited, but before their small universe could burn, a basin of cold water was poured from head to toe.

They could clearly see the power of the kick just now, but not everyone can be so lucky to be cushioned by a sofa so much force, hitting the pillar directly is either dead or maimed!

Zhang Yifan had no choice but to bite the bullet again. It's a pity that he has good courage, but the reality didn't save him face at all. When he was at a loss to do his best to face off against three or four Lianjiazi, he was caught suddenly. Kicked from the back and flew out.

Seeing that the brothers they brought were knocked down one by one by the other party, they could only be anxious, but that brother Ye had no intention of making a move, and since entering the arena, he has been smoking a cigarette on the side sofa with a cold eye.

"Brother Fan, we can't wait any longer! If we wait any longer, none of us will be able to leave!" Xiaobei said anxiously.

Zhang Yifan had practiced boxing and kicking for several years, and suddenly a carp jumped up from the ground, but before he could stand still, he was immediately kicked up by another person in the chest, and then he was kicked up again by a carp.

Zhang Yifan also guessed that Ye Mo's purpose might be to pull them out to train soldiers, but the problem is that they have already collapsed from training and are almost unable to hold on!

Thinking about it this way, the kid ran out the door while everyone was not paying attention. Ye Mo watched the scene coldly and didn't stop him without saying anything, but lighted another cigarette indifferently.

"Xiaobei, why don't we wait a little longer." Zhang Yifan said calmly.

Being kicked down twice in a row in front of his younger brother, Zhang Yifan couldn't hold back his face, but before he thought about it, a thick thigh smashed into his chest.

This little man also shot with anger, Zhang Yifan almost kicked him back, and now the brothers have laid him down together, and they are not strong enough to take revenge on Zhang Yifan?
"It's over, even Brother Fan is kneeling, I really can't stay here anymore, or the whole army will be wiped out!" Seeing his elder brother being beaten to the ground, someone finally retreated.

They came out to hang out just to get a bite to eat, and it would be unnecessary if they risked their lives, not to mention that even if they really took over the scene today, they would eat meat and they wouldn't even be able to drink soup.

Zhang Yifan had just moved out of the way when his old waist suddenly felt a broken pain, and his whole body slid two or three meters on the smooth floor tiles without even the strength to moan. "Boy, weren't you good at fighting just now? Get up and fight again if you have the ability! Come on!" The little man said ferociously, raised his leg and kicked Zhang Yifan more than ten times, Zhang Yifan was kicked in a daze I can't make a sound.

It is said that the army is defeated like a mountain. Once deserters appear on the battlefield, the morale will collapse immediately. With one leader, the rest of the people will not be firm, followed by the second and third, and finally more than a dozen people together Drop the guy and run away.

If they were really hit on the head, they would probably have to scoop them into the bag with a spoon. They are so determined to kill them, so why hesitate?

In addition to the more than 50 bastards who were partially injured, there are also a dozen strong and outrageous perverts, so how can they fight!How can I have the courage to continue to do it!
Seeing Zhang Yifan and his subordinates wilt, the expressions on the faces of those bastards became more and more contemptuous, and then a group of people turned their attention to Zhang Yifan. "Boy, weren't you quite fierce just now? Why don't you hit now, you have the guts to come!" The little man punched Zhang Yifan in the stomach after he finished speaking, and Zhang Yifan's sour water was all over the place. popped up.

"Damn it! This is clearly going to kill us! Brother Fan! We're not cowardly! Let's do it with them! At worst, we'll be dead!" Xiaobei was furious. The man just now didn't intend to fight at all. Kill me!

However, Zhang Yifan was quite stubborn. He had just bent his waist, and immediately stood up straight and taunted him: "Count, do you only have this strength? Didn't you eat at noon?"

"Damn! It seems that you really don't know how to write death! Brothers, set him up for me!" The little man said angrily.

As soon as the words fell, two burly men immediately locked Zhang Yifan's arms, one on the left and one on the right, and turned him backwards in front of the little man.

There was a trace of cruelty on the little man's face, and without further ado, he raised his fist and punched Zhang Yifan's stomach violently. The thick sound made Xiaobei and the others feel a little unbearable, and they grabbed the club in their hands several times and wanted to rush up. , but after being coldly glanced at by those people, they immediately lost the courage to resist.

At this time, Ye Mo finally stubbed out the cigarette butt and stood up. It's almost the same level of suffering. They must have realized what they should learn. It's time to end this farce.