Chapter 13: The Flying Knife Heads Towards His Head (2)

  In the Northeast, it's like this: when fighting, there's no nonsense. If two people can't agree on something, they'll definitely end up fighting, and it's not uncommon for someone to get hurt or even killed. However, in recent years, public security has improved a lot. In our city, there used to be a slow dance hall called "KISS" that was notorious for being a slaughterhouse, where people would often get killed over nothing. The ones doing the killing were usually young boys who weren't even big brothers in society.

  I sat in the car, already pale with fear, my heart almost jumping out of my chest. I thought to myself, how could that middle-aged fat man look so evil, with a fearless attitude, daring to fire a gun and make such a big scene? I was worried about Xiao Hu's situation.

  The young man who was shot, didn't even let out a groan, instead he covered his thigh with one hand and swung the pickaxe in the other, striking the middle-aged man on the head.

  With a loud "bang", the middle-aged man stumbled, but didn't fall down. He covered his head with his hand, and fresh blood gushed out. The sight was quite frightening. He dropped the shotgun on the ground and grabbed a machete from his younger brother behind him, then charged towards the crowd.

  Why did he throw down the shotgun? Because what's inside is basically all gunpowder and steel balls, it's basically scrap after one use. I guess that middle-aged fat guy probably wanted to fire a shot, scare Xiao Ge and his gang, didn't expect they weren't scared at all, Xiao Ge leading those few desperate men.

  "Cut it down! Give me an axe!" Xiong Ge took the axe and rushed over first.

  Close combat, extremely bloody, it's all about guts, what martial arts, free fighting, are all nonsense, when it really comes down to it, it's about who doesn't fear death, not just fearing one's own death, but also having the guts to kill others.

  That middle-aged fat man brought four younger brothers, and the three robust young men brought by Xiao Ge, undoubtedly have this kind of courage to kill people when they are hot-headed. The others who came with Xiao Ge, those people sitting in the taxi, couldn't even get involved, as soon as the middle-aged fat man rushed over, they basically scattered and ran away.

  That bloody fight was extremely gory, with every knife blow drawing blood. The young man who had been shot in the leg couldn't run away due to his injury, and somehow managed to grab a cleaver that belonged to someone else. He grabbed one of the opponent's younger brothers and they started hacking at each other. Both of them were clutching at each other's collars, exchanging blows with their knives, blow after blow, until they had hacked at each other five or six times before kicking each other away and falling to the ground, bleeding profusely and gasping for breath.

  Xiao Ge looked at the young man lying on the ground, his eyes were red, he grasped a mountain-opening knife and swung it in a circle towards Bao Zi's head. Bao Zi clearly had not been absent from the fierce battle, his fighting experience was extremely rich, he retreated one step, raised his chopping knife to block it once.

  Right!

  Two knives met, emitting a crisp sound. I'm not exaggerating, I actually saw sparks. The two separated again, and Xiong Ge didn't even think about it, directly stabbing towards the fatty once more.

  This time, the fatty also turned red-eyed and didn't dodge at all. He withstood a slash head-on and then thrust his knife forward, stabbing towards Xiaohu's thigh. Yes, it was a stab, not a slash! The knife he used is called Qixing, with seven holes on the blade mountain, very beautiful, relatively short, somewhat like the one Nicholas Tse wielded in New Police Story.

  The knife was stabbed into his thigh to the length of a finger, and the scalding blood flowed out along Xiao Ge's thigh. Xiao Ge didn't even look at it, his eyes red with anger, and he hacked at Fatzi's neck again. This knife was extremely vicious, if it hit its mark, Fatzi would definitely die, and his head might even be chopped off. I've seen my fair share of fights, but I've only ever seen Xiao Ge dare to hack at someone's neck with a knife.

  Fat boy might have felt that Xiao Ge was playing with his life, wanting to kill him. I saw a thread of fear in his eyes, don't know if it's from the instinct of life or Fat boy had practiced Qihua Bao Dian. Anyway, at that moment, he was extremely agile and dodged the fatal blow by crouching down instantly.

  "Are you done yet? Are you still hitting?" Xue Ge pointed the knife at him, his pants soaked in blood, looking like a bloody man, but his voice was full of energy, that fierce momentum hadn't dissipated one bit.

  The fatty took a look around and saw that his little brothers were all wounded with knives, looking like bloody gourds. If they continued to fight like this, it was certain that someone would die. The fatty shouted loudly: "Stop fighting, damn it!"

  Everyone stopped, Fatso looked at Xiaoge and unexpectedly showed a look of admiration in his eyes, slowly saying: "I Li Pangzi, mixed for so many years, finally lost to a younger generation, I have nothing to say, do you believe that if I were your age, I would dare to beat you to death!"

  "That day I came out to mix, I didn't take my own life seriously. I was short of money, whoever dared to block my way to wealth, I would kill them. What the hell is a society big brother? In my eyes, they are all useless. I only recognize Black Brother, I admire you as a man. You closed your store and found a place to retire." Xugong said slowly, looking at Li Baozi.

  "Go back and tell Xiao Hei, without me Li Baozi, he wants to monopolize the black lottery, it's not enough to share. You young people are too sharp, you must be cut!" Li Baozi said slowly.

  "You're still alive, huh? You think you can handle the society, but you're just a coward, afraid of this and that. Who's afraid of you? If someone thinks they can take you down, let them try! I'll chop him up and see if he bleeds!" Xiong Ge said with an air of dominance, as if no one was worthy of his attention.

  "Hehe!" Li Pangzi chuckled and didn't say a word.

  Xu Ge didn't bother with him anymore, and he got into the car with the three young people he brought along. They helped each other in and sat down slowly, but since his war chariot had no seats in the back, the people behind had to lie on the ground supporting each other. Xu Ge took the front passenger seat.

  "Are you okay, Xiao Ge?" I hadn't calmed down yet, and my voice was shaking with excitement.

  "Can you drive?" Xiong Ge asked, covering his thigh.

  "Yes! But I don't have a driver's license!" I replied.

  "No big deal, no one's stopping me with this broken car, hurry up and go to the hospital!" Xiong Ge urged.

  Just then, two young men who had come with He Xiong and were sitting in the back of the taxi knocked on the window of the front passenger seat.

  "Anything wrong?" Xiong Ge rolled down the window and asked with a frown.

  "Big brother, are we still following you?" one of the young men asked.

  "Go back!" Xiong Ge replied with a sentence and was about to close the window.

  "Big brother, when are you going to give us that money?" the young man asked.

  "What's the matter with you? You've got the nerve to still be socializing, I have 20,000 yuan in my bag, do you dare take it?" Xiong Ge said, picking up his bag and staring at him sideways.

  "Whatever..." The young man took a step back, his expression clearly intimidated by Akira.

  "Drive!" Xiong Ge said to me.

  I was nervous and lit a fire three times, but as soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the fire went out.

  "Will it work, Little Fei?" Xue asked.

  "Don't worry, this car is a bit of a beast!" I said in a tone similar to that of my brother Xiao, and finally slowly drove the car away.

  "Lei Zi? Anything going on?" Xiong Ge asked the sturdy young man who was leaning against the car, puffing on a cigarette.

  "It's okay, Xiao Ge! Luckily Li Chubby was holding a water pistol. If it were a five-shooter, at such close range, I'd have to cut off my leg!"

  "Come on, I'm telling you, big bro, don't mess with this JB stuff anymore. You say you found them, what kind of people are they? Those little brats can also fight?"

  "It's cheap! Two hundred yuan per person, you don't let me find my own brother from our village, I can only spend money to hire someone!"

  "What's going on there?"

  "Internet cafe, a handful at a time!"

  "Damn you, you're somewhat impressive"

  "Haha......"