from the golden generation

Chapter 259

A group of black gangsters, Yan Song watched them spit.

"Bah, the rotten fish and rotten shrimp in society!"

Yan Song didn't intend to run away, let alone flinch.

It is not Yan Song's character to take the initiative to wait for someone to find him, so he started to walk towards the other party.

"Brother, you are walking towards us, do you want to make a move..."

"No, so many of us still need to use weapons? I'm not such a waste."

The tallest black man in the line pressed the hand of the younger brother who had just spoken.

The little boy didn't speak any more, put the things in his pockets away, followed everyone and walked towards Yan Song.

When the distance between the two sides was only three or four meters, Yan Song made a sudden move.

"thump."

Yan Song punched directly, knocking down the leader.

A punch on the opponent was not over, and then Yan Song kicked that person in the stomach.

Temporarily delaying the opponent's repulsion for a few seconds.

During this period, Yan Song shot left and right, punched left and right, and the two were beaten back again and again, with nosebleeds everywhere.

"asshole."

The gangsters were in a mess, and they were beaten by Yan Song.

"boom."

Yan Song was hit in the waist, but he didn't respond, he just punched his attacker open.

"Let's go together, let's go together! Can a dozen people beat one?"

The gangster's boss yelled, but when he looked carefully, he found that there were only eight or nine people left.

In the next second, another person was knocked back by a punch.

Yan Song didn't use his legs when he hit people in close combat. He was afraid that he would be overturned when he kicked people.

So until now, the number of times Yan Song has kicked is limited.

"Let you bother me!"

Yan Song hit harder and harder, and the gangsters couldn't bear Yan Song's attack at all.

Although Yan Song is not a professional boxer, he often exercises as a professional player, and his strength is not bad at all.

"thump."

Another person was knocked down, but the gangster's boss didn't hesitate at all.

He took off his beloved fur coat and threw it to the younger brother beside him, and he was about to fight Yan Song to the death.

When he walked over aggressively, there were only two of his eight or nine little brothers left.

"Pfft."

With the last cry of pain, Yan Song punched the last person, confronting the leader of the gangster.

Looking at Yan Song, the experienced gangster was sweating.

He didn't want to admit that he was intimidated, but that was the truth.

It took Yan Song about 2 minutes to overthrow more than a dozen of his younger brothers. Up to now, he himself doesn't know whether he should continue to fight.

He thought that if he didn't do it himself, the conflict should stop.

But the cries of pain from the little brother lying on the ground around him seemed to be reminding him all the time, don't be cowardly, keep fighting!
"Humph."

Just as the man clenched his fists and was about to make a move, the siren of the police car sounded immediately.

Two police cars surrounded them, seven or eight policemen got out of the car, and the guys in their hands were much stronger than the gangsters.

"Squat down and put your hands on your heads!"

The mustache police officer pointed the dick at the gangster, while his teammates pointed the dick at Yan Song.

"Sims, it's you again!"

As the mustache police officer said, he punched the black leader on the back of the head, especially hard.

The black man who was beaten was holding his face. He didn't expect to be arrested again. The reason was that his younger brother wanted to stab someone.

In the end, they were counterattacked by others, not only counterattacked, but also picked them all by themselves.

The police officers didn't talk nonsense, and detained Yan Song and a dozen gangsters on the ground.

Including that towel bastard who was still unconscious, that buddy lost a tooth, and he was very embarrassed.

"Officer, please spare me, forgive me this time."

The leader known as Sims looked at Yan Song complaining.

But within a few seconds, the eyes turned into a begging look.

"What do you mean?"

Yan Song was detained in the car, thinking in his heart, he still didn't know what the other party meant.

Hearing Sims who was about to be pushed into the car, he yelled.

"Officer, he's my brother, we just had some conflicts, really."

"Nonsense! It's brother, you still let more than a dozen people beat him up, and wait to go to jail."

The officer spit, and Sims waved his hands.

"What I said, officer, is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask. I really just had a little conflict with my brother."

"Besides, we didn't want to really beat him, otherwise would a dozen people be beaten by one person?"

After the words fell, the mustache police officer stopped moving. He looked at Sims, thought for a while, and said.

"It's true, but we've called the police and we're about to detain people..."

The police officer looked a little embarrassed, but Yan Song saw what he meant at a glance.

Later, Yan Song took out 5000 meters of gold from his jacket and shouted.

"Officer, for the 5000 yuan, please treat your colleagues to a drink."

Yan Song is also very cooperative now, the key point is that if he doesn't cooperate, there is nothing he can do. If he goes to the police station, his sister will be out of school soon, and if he finds out that he has been arrested, he will not be scared to death.

In addition, being caught at the police station is also a kind of trouble for the team and affects my reputation.

However, this black man is very smart. Obviously, it doesn't look like he was caught for the first time.

All the police officers knew his name, and Yan Song estimated that he had been arrested no less than five times.

...

Yan Song took the money and stuck it out the window, the mustache police officer looked a little embarrassed.

But when he walked in front of Yan Song, he showed a smile.

"Hey bro, I like smart people."

As the other party spoke, Yan Song's handcuffs were also loosened, and at the same time, the money in his hand was also collected by the other party.

Later, Yan Song was asked to get out of the car, and as for that Sims, the mustache kicked him down.

In addition, Sims said that he and Yan Song were brothers, the police officer believed it, and he said that they let Yan Song beat a dozen of them.

The police officers can't do it either, they came here after watching Yan Song beat everyone down, and Yan Song beat them with his strength.

"Pay attention in the future!"

The officer pointed at Sims and drove away.

After the police left, Sims looked around at the onlookers.

"What the fuck are you looking at? Get lost!"

Seeing that Sims was angry, people didn't want to watch, so they all dispersed.

The crowd dispersed, Sims looked at Yan Song who had just bled heavily, and said.

"Come with me, I'll give you 5000 yuan, this day is mine."

As Sims said, he turned his head and was about to leave.

"No need, the five thousand is considered medical expenses."

Yan Song continued.

"You guys should find something serious. I think your little brother seems to be a minor."

Saying that, Yan Song threw a few hundred dollars to Sims.

"Take them to eat something good, it's mine."

Having said that, Yan Song was ready to leave.

Sims looked at Yan Song's words and deeds, thought for a long time, and asked curiously.

"Dude, what's your name?"

"Yan Song!"

(End of this chapter)