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Under Pan An's urging, Wu Tong, who had already been impatient, directly pulled Su Yuanhang across the road and ran towards the restaurant opposite.

At this moment, he didn't even think about disobeying Pan An's instructions. He was full of thoughts, all thinking that if he could solve the problem of this guy Su Yuanhang sooner, maybe Wu Tong would come back and beat up Brother Pan side by side. people.

At this time, Pan An also got out of the car, and took the initiative to hold the weapon at the Thirty Numbers, with a hint of fear on his face, but he followed the leader unswervingly, slowly chasing Su Yuanhang's group away. past.

With a sacred and inviolable look, he scanned these guys one by one with his majestic eyes, and soon realized that these guys were not in a good state.

All of them were more or less wounded, and even half of the leader's face was covered with blood, and they could be counted immediately.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Acting? In broad daylight, you are bright and bright, you are not small, do you still have the king's law? Put your things down for me, put your hands on your head and squat down!"

As soon as these words came out, Sun Changheng and the others were stunned.

Even the onlookers who hid far away couldn't help but secretly wiped their sweat for this guy who suddenly appeared and made a horizontal move, and it was too late to change their mentality and praise him for standing up and shouting.

The brief silence was quickly broken, without Sun Changheng needing to speak, the guys who were behind him, who were clearly dressed up in suits and leather shoes, but were doing illegal and criminal things like hacking people in the street, began to shout and curse impatiently.

"Who are you?"

"If you are interested, get out, don't meddle in it!"

"I advise you to leave cleanly, or you will be chopped up together, believe it or not..."

This group of angry guys raised their machetes or copies one after another, and rushed towards Pan An in unison, as if you dare not give way and let your blood splatter five steps immediately.

Detours do not exist. As a person in the rivers and lakes and green forests, when doing things, I always stand in the way. There has never been a saying of detours in order not to hurt innocent people or to avoid extra problems. It is right to hurry.

What's more, the little boy in front of him looks like he's going to kill himself, if he doesn't know his face, let him die.

Then, the first guy who almost poked the ax on Pan An's nose got bloody bad luck.

During this time, Pan An suddenly reached out to block the guy's axe, raised his foot and stomped on his chest, kicked the guy upside down, fell heavily into the crowd of friends, and took several of them down.

Afterwards, without waiting for the landing, Pan An moved his feet slightly apart, kicked one person away again, and stayed together again, and instantly pushed back the group of menacing guys who pushed him up...

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After Pan An parked the Porsche across the road, he quickly blocked a long line of cars.

Among them, in a half-new and not old VW car on the street, Lu Hao, who had just arrived, pointed at Su Yuanhang who was dragged by Wu Tong and ran towards the restaurant across the road without looking back. Cap, wearing a black scorpion mask, the man prompts: "That's the target!"

There was no response, the man in the back seat narrowed his eyes slightly, then stretched out his hand to push the car door, and followed briskly.

When he arrived at the restaurant selected by Wu Tong, he saw the upper body of the target lying on his back on a dining table, and that stupid big man was washing his eyes with vegetable oil.

After taking a rough look at Su Yuanhang, he found that this guy didn't suffer much damage, so he couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

As far as he knows, there is a gang-like team in the local area, and it seems that the best of them are trying to surround and kill this guy.Now it seems that those guys, except for embarrassing the target, have not achieved any results.

"Sure enough, no matter where the scum is, it's all scum!" He sneered secretly, because he was worried that the trip would be in vain.

He didn't bother with these things too much. As he approached the target, he suddenly asked Wu Tong: "Brother, is this one okay? Do you want to help fight the demon?"

The shopkeeper asked the same question before, but Wu Tong didn't turn his head back and said, "It's okay, man, what is this little injury? Let him heal after washing his eyes!"

"Is this quicklime powder in the eye?"

"Yeah, I'm in trouble—"

During this conversation, the masked man had already brought Su Yuanhang into the attack range.

He put his hands into his cuffs, suddenly pulled out two short knives about [-] centimeters long, and pierced Su Yuanhang's chest and lower abdomen one by one.

At the critical moment, Wu Tong directly discarded the vegetable oil pot in his hand, stretched out his hand like lightning, and firmly grasped the short knife blade that stabbed Su Yuanhang's chest.

However, for the other short knife that stabbed at Su Yuanhang's lower abdomen, there was some lack of protection or it was beyond his reach. He could only watch it sink into Su Yuanhang's lower abdomen until it reached the handle.

Su Yuanhang groaned all his life, and subconsciously reached out and clasped the knife-holding wrist of the man in the mask tightly, stopping the other party's attempt to twist the handle of the knife in time.

The sudden change made the shop owner and the waiter scream in fright.

Wu Tong, on the other hand, was irritated by this scene, his eyes glared angrily, and he slammed his shoulder directly at the man in the mask while roaring.

The man in the mask who was trying to draw the knife at the first time, realized that something was wrong immediately after finding no results, and saw Wu Tong rubbing his body and bumping into him, so he decisively adjusted his plan and rolled over Su Yuanhang with his hands.

Not only did he avoid Wu Tong's counterattack once, but also opened up enough room for choice, and by virtue of the strength of this hand mixed with huge inertia, he successfully broke the two short knives out of the control of Wu Tong and Su Yuanhang.

Su Yuanhang's pierced lower abdomen wound spurted out blood immediately. With his eyes wide open, he saw the opponent stabbing him in the chest again with two knives raised high, and desperately stretched out his hands to block.

Wu Tong, who was furious, even picked up a wrought iron chair, turned around and threw it at the masked man.

Just when the pair of knives were about to pierce Su Yuanhang's arms, Wu Tong swung it over and slapped the masked man hard on the arm who was unwilling to give up.

The entire wrought iron chair was deformed and collapsed, and the man in the mask was shot and fell out of the restaurant, completely losing the opportunity to continue attacking Su Yuanhang.

After landing in a strange posture, although the man in the mask did not suffer secondary injuries, he immediately found that the entire beaten arm had lost consciousness, and his expression changed drastically.

He doesn't like to fight at all, he drags his knife very decisively, and flies away at a high speed when passers-by are afraid to avoid it...

Where is Wu Tong willing?
If he hurt someone in front of him, he could still run away. Doesn't he want to lose face?

But when he was about to chase, Su Yuanhang, who was full of rapeseed oil, stopped him with a wry smile while vomiting blood: "Brother, don't chase, please call an ambulance for me..."

His family knew about his family affairs, and he didn't mention the wound on his back, nor the arm that was almost pierced in half. He couldn't afford the injury of vomiting blood caused by the piercing of the lower abdomen alone.