bad guy makeover

"Hit? Make a yarn!"

Seeing Ying Yuanhang's incomprehensible look, Huang Mao almost choked out of his breath and turned into gallstones.

What the hell, bringing newcomers is troublesome.

He cursed secretly in his heart, but Huang Mao still looked at Ying Yuanhang next to him with disdain, and said again: "Well, before I arrive, Brother Hua, let me tell you first, so as not to be stupid when I get there Really ran out and charged."

"Do you think that people on this road all grew up eating melamine and have no brains?" Bai Bai Ying Yuanhang glanced at him, and Huang Mao said with determination: "Tell you, if nothing else, just let us in District 2 Here, there are so many fighting and killing things every day, if there are real fights, the hospital on Xianing Road will be overcrowded."

"This Ninghai has Ninghai's rules, and if it's not an emergency, it's generally impossible to fight." Patting Ying Yuanhang on the shoulder, Huang Mao said leisurely again.

Hearing Huang Mao's words, Ying Yuanhang's eyes flickered, "So, we are just here to get the head?"

"That's the reason, let's just go to the front to get together, ah..." Huang Mao interrupted himself, and said: "What are you talking about, we are going to let the other party's troublemakers see Look at our momentum, momentum! Do you understand momentum?"

"Don't believe it, this is a technical job. When it's time to shout, you have to shout loudly. When it's time to copy the guy, you have to copy the guy!"

Seeing that Ying Yuanhang didn't make a sound, Huang Mao said it excitedly.

"You have to show that you are capable of fighting and doing things, and show it to the people above. Maybe you can be promoted, but well, you can't really fight. It doesn't matter if you really fight. You can't let others really beat you too. ..."

"Oh, forget it..." Seeming to be annoyed by himself, Huang Mao waved his hand in annoyance, and gave Ying Yuanhang a stern look, "Look at you, you look like an electric pole." Yes, I don’t have actual combat experience yet, so it’s useless to explain it to you.”

"Anyway, you can just play a gangster for a while." Huang Mao said.

With Ying Yuanhang's cowardly appearance and being a novice, Huang Mao didn't think that this person could do anything to be discovered by his superiors, so he quietly joined his head to proceed.

Speaking of this, the two of them had already walked to the front entrance. The two of them were guarding the door, and the scarred face from before was also there.

"The grandchildren in Longwan are very arrogant today, you all copy them for me!" Scarface said to the "heads" who came one after another.

There was a box in front of him, and there were some messy things in it, sticks, ropes, machetes, everything, even two broomsticks that I didn't know where to get.

Hearing Scarface's words, Huang Mao nimbly squeezed away the people next to him, and took a stick more than 1 meter long from inside.

Don't look at the appearance of this stick to bluff people, judging from the light movement of Huang Mao holding the stick, you can tell that this thing is hollow inside.

Ying Yuanhang originally wanted to follow Huang Mao to get a stick like that, but before Ying Yuanhang could walk over, he was stopped by a person next to Scarface.

"Damn it, what kind of image do you have? You're so stupid, take off that crap on your outside!" The man pointed at Ying Yuanhang and said.

Ying Yuanhang worked in a pharmaceutical company before, and apart from a few sets of cheap suits, he didn't even have pajamas at home.

Except for the pair of elegant black-rimmed glasses that were knocked out last time, and Ying Yuanhang didn't buy new ones, everything else remained the same.

Ying Yuanhang knew that his attire was not very good, but Ying Yuanhang didn't think it was too foreign after seeing the big flowers and big gold chains of those people in the city that never sleeps.

Of course, the most important reason is: no money.

He almost has no money for food now, where can he get the money to buy equipment for himself?

However, when he lowered his head and took a look at the sparsely stitched suit on his body, Ying Yuanhang subconsciously remembered the pair of simple but definitely not cheap shoes that he saw under the car before.

There is no harm without comparison.

With such a comparison, Ying Yuanhang felt that he was extremely low.

This time, without any hesitation, Ying Yuanhang took off the suit outside and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"Care to work." Looking at Ying Yuanhang again, the man next to the scarred face took an iron rod from the box in front of him and threw it to Ying Yuanhang.

The weight of this thing is not light, just judging from the weight, it is known that it is a real guy.

"Hey, why did you pick such a guy?" Huang Mao frowned when Ying Yuanhang came up and glanced at the guy in his hand.

"Forget it, forget it, it doesn't matter." After waving his hand, Huang Mao reminded Ying Yuanhang again: "In short, after a while, just follow me closely, but don't be pushed ahead. "Even as a group performer, you have to find a good position, right?

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When Ying Yuanhang and Huang Mao finally squeezed into the lobby with the guys, the two sides were already in a tense posture.

However, after seeing Huang Mao's calm face, Ying Yuanhang probably guessed that this should also be part of "Big Acting".

But just at this moment, I don't know who owed it and broke a wine bottle.

The sound of shattering glass made the atmosphere that was originally shouting at each other fall into an embarrassing silence.

"I'll copy you! Monkey Three, you're really playing, right? Who's afraid of anyone!" After staring dryly for a while, the leader on the other side also picked up the wine bottle next to him, smashed it on the edge of the table, and smashed it. When the bottom of the bottle was broken, he threw it at their side, that is, the head of the monkey Ying Yuanhang had seen before.

Of course, monkeys are not vegetarians either.

This point can be known from the last time Ying Yuanhang was dragged in and beaten up, and even signed a 10 contract.

Originally, according to Huang Mao's experience, there are a lot of troubles and fights in this place, but there are not many real fights, except in one out of ten thousand cases.

However, such a "what if" happened to be met by Ying Yuanhang.

Moreover, what was even more unfortunate was that after the fight between the two sides, Ying Yuanhang was pushed to the front in the chaos of the scene.

Before, Huang Mao said to be careful not to be pushed to the front, but he didn't say the reason, but now, Ying Yuanhang understood why.

This is not playing tricks.

Except for those behind who gathered their heads and gained momentum, those standing in front were all real swordsmen.

It's fine if there is no fight, but if there is a fight, rushing to the front, isn't it courting death?

However, the meeting here couldn't help Ying Yuanhang trying to analyze what happened to him, and then he was pushed forward. As far as he could see, several iron bars were already thrown towards him.

Fortunately, Ying Yuanhang was not idle here as he was smashing with knives and sticks.

With such chaotic chopping on both sides, there were not many sticks that actually hit Ying Yuanhang.

However, just one stroke is enough for a long-distance voyage...

Here, before Ying Yuanhang recovered from the severe pain in his shoulder, he thought about whether he was dislocated or fractured.

The stick over there doesn't have eyes, and it won't wait for your reaction.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the iron rod that was being thrown at him impartially, Ying Yuanhang's scalp tightened, and his pupils shrank rapidly.

Although at this time, his eyes were already full of sticks, but, according to the speed of Ying Yuanhang Xueba for many years, if the stick came down like this, he probably would really have to explain it here today...

It was too late to say it, and at the moment when Ying Yuanhang and the stick were about to have an intimate contact, Ying Yuanhang made a decision in a very short time.

In terms of strength, his level is absolutely no match for other people's hard steel.

Therefore, Ying Yuanhang didn't block the iron rod, but shook the hot iron rod in his hand, and hit the arm of the strong man holding the rod.

This stick, Ying Yuanhang used all his energy to feed, the moment the iron rod hit the opponent's arm, Ying Yuanhang felt that his hand was about to be numb from the shock.

Fortunately, the effect is not bad.

In the midst of the chaos, Ying Yuanhang seemed to hear the other party's yell, and then, the iron rod that almost killed him fell out of the man's hand with a rumbling sound.

In this kind of situation where both sides are fighting, if there is no guy, then wait to be beaten.

Looking at the man who was looking at the man wielding the stick arrogantly just now, but now he is dodging there with his head in his arms, Ying Yuanhang didn't feel any guilt in his heart.

If this matter had to be left a few days ago, he might feel guilty.

No, to be precise, at that time, he would never let this kind of thing happen.

Be reasonable in everything, violence cannot solve problems.This is a sentence that Ying Yuanhang once regarded as the truth.

However, obviously, the reasoning is correct, but it is not practical in Ninghai.

At the moment when it's either you or me, if you don't beat others, are you waiting for others to beat you?

Ying Yuanhang sneered in his heart.

This is laughing at the old cowardly self...

At the same time, a kind of madness spread in his mind.

This was Ying Yuanhang's first real beating. Although he didn't have any experience or skills, it didn't affect at all the sense of comfort in Ying Yuanhang's heart at that moment.

Is it so cool to control violence with violence?

Thinking in his heart, Ying Yuanhang's gaze became more severe than ever, and at the same time, the slashing in his hands became more and more desperate...