Take a plane to Africa

Chapter 579 If you don't accept it, just do it

Yang Tianlong and the others hadn't reacted yet, so they couldn't help but say that this group of guys slashed at Yang Tianlong and his group.

Caught off guard, several militiamen were injured by machetes.

However, Yang Tianlong and his group's reaction ability is not weak. While letting the black militiamen carry the injured guy away, Laf and Vasili quickly organized a line of defense.

At this time, Yang Tianlong and the others realized that it was the group of black people who were fighting with him in the parking lot just now.

Right now, the number of these black people is even larger, more than 20. All of them are holding machetes and wearing elastic vests, revealing their firm lumpy flesh.

Yang Tianlong and the others picked up tables, chairs and benches as shields. After several rounds of probing by the opponent, the plastic benches in their hands were seen to be a mess.

"Aren't you arrogant just now?" the local black man said with a grim expression.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Raff roared.

Raff's aura was already strong, and with such an angry roar, the group of black people were even slightly shocked.

"Fuck, your people took care of our people..." The black leader didn't look very strong, but he looked shrewd.

"Damn it, it's because you guys were the first to find fault." Raff said unceremoniously, "Do you want to fight? Come here if you want."

""Fuck..., there really are some unbelievers. I saw that this guy is also tall and big, waving a bright machete in his hand, and savagely swung it at Ruff who was picking up a plastic stool.

Machete?In fact, Raff has long been disdainful in his heart. When it comes to this practical weapon, the machete is not as good as a wooden stick, and at most it is a flesh wound.

Raff was not afraid. Amidst the astonishment of the people on both sides, he bravely went forward.

The brave man wins when we meet on a narrow road, and the black man was surprised to see this burly white man approaching him without fear.

Raff can be said to be a master of fighting, and he is extremely proficient in mastering these psychological skills. After seeing that guy distracted, he suddenly threw the plastic stool in his hand towards his face. past.

The black man was obviously not psychologically prepared enough, and he panicked all of a sudden.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Raff suddenly stretched his long arms and grabbed the guy's hand holding the machete.

The black man was surprised when he saw that his hand was held by this guy, but when he was about to use his strength, he found that he couldn't exert any strength from his whole body.

Raff's movements were extremely swift, and he didn't give the black man any chance to react.

Twisting his wrist violently, the black man screamed in pain, and then Raff elbowed again, hitting the guy's chest hard.

The guy screamed hysterically again, and he still hadn't reacted yet, only to see Raff take a big stride towards the inside of his knee and slam it hard, and the guy fell to the ground all of a sudden.

In the blink of an eye, the black man who was so arrogant just now suddenly lost his fighting power.

When he understood, he saw that the gleaming machete was already on his neck.

"Ah..." The black man was very surprised, he never thought that the white man's skill was so good.

"Put down the knife." The leader of the black gang couldn't help shouting.

Raff smiled coldly, and said with disdain on his face, "Is there something wrong with your fucking head? Now that your people are in my hands, you actually want me to put down the knife. It's so fucking funny."

"Really? Dude." It was too late to say it, and the black leader pulled out a pistol from nowhere, and pointed the black muzzle at Raff's head coldly.

The distance between the two sides is not far, less than five meters apart.

"Hit..." Raff showed a ferocious face, he stared angrily, looked at the black leader with a vicious look and shouted loudly.

The black chiefs hesitated. This gun was the only one in their hands.It hasn't been fired since he bought it.

Being shocked by Raff suddenly, the hand of the black leader holding the gun trembled a little.

His muzzle even wobbled a little...

"I'll count to three, and if you don't shoot me, I'll kill you." Raff went berserk, like a galloping bison on the prairie.

"1..."

"2..."

……

Raff grinned ferociously. He didn't call out "3" at all, but suddenly threw the machete in his hand at the black man again.

The black man was startled. Just as he was about to pull the trigger with all his strength, he suddenly felt as if his bones were being shocked by electricity.

In an instant, the guy fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

what happened?People on both sides were shocked, and they didn't know what happened in the middle.

Only Yang Tianlong showed a sly smile.

Obviously, the electric baton in his hand played a role.

At that time, the electric baton could not only be aimed at a black man, Yang Tianlong smiled, and quickly hit the opponent with the electric baton in his hand again.

Not long after, seven or eight black people fell to the ground again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining two or three rushed to the door and fled.

Vasili also rushed out with his people, and soon caught two outside.

In addition to this captive, there are three blacks in total.

At this time, the shop owner became a little panicked, especially after seeing seven or eight black people crashing to the ground, he was so frightened that he quickly picked up his mobile phone.

"Don't move." Yang Tianlong found out that the shop owner was about to call the police.

This sentence was very calm, but it shocked the shop owner, and almost dropped the mobile phone in his hand.

"These guys are fine." Yang Tianlong said as he walked to the middle, ordered his hands to bring a few basins of cold water, and poured them on these guys who were temporarily in a coma. Soon, I saw these guys one by one Waking up from a coma.

"Take them to the beach." Raff waved his hand and said viciously.

The strength of the militiamen is no less than that of these local blacks, especially after they have been trained, both their physical strength and agility are much higher than these punks, so there is no problem in betting one by one.

After a brief inspection, three black militiamen on my side suffered some skin trauma

Immediately, Yang Tianlong asked Vasily to drive to the hospital opened by the Chinese last time, and sent the injured to see a doctor.

"I'll give you 1000 dollars, don't spread it." Although Yang Tianlong's voice was not loud, it sounded unusually sonorous and powerful.

The shop owner nodded quickly, indicating that he would not talk nonsense.

As for those guys looking for trouble, Yang Tianlong and the others are not polite at all.

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