The years when I was an old man

Lord Hong and the others also came down, and everyone gathered around me.

Looking at the people beside the car in the distance, I was about to speak.

I saw the man who was smoking just now, suddenly flicked the cigarette end into the air.

In the black night sky, the red cigarette butts draw a beautiful arc.

Just as I was about to speak, this person spoke first:

"The sixth master of the thousand kings of the Kanto region, I have admired him for a long time! I have heard that the sixth master is generous and donates money. Although he is a member of a thousand families, he has a chivalrous spirit. Today, the brothers are in trouble, and I want to ask the sixth master for some passing money... ..."

This man speaks standard Mandarin.

The most important thing is that we are now more numerous than each other.

But when the other party spoke, he was confident, without the slightest sense of tension.

I know that this time I have encountered a difficult opponent.

"Say it straight, what do you want?"

The man pointed to the two trucks beside me and said directly:

"Add more goods to the car, please save face from the sixth master. Don't hurt everyone..."

"Hurt, hurt, hurt Nima's harmony!"

The mute cursed loudly, and rushed over with a sickle in his hands.

But just as he took two steps, he suddenly saw the person next to him return his hand.

He took out a spray gun from his waist and pointed it at the front of the dumb, with a "bang" being a shot.

The whole movement of this person is very skillful.

And he hit it very accurately, just hitting the ground in front of the mute.And half a point for not hurting the dumb.

The mute was startled for a moment, and stood there, motionless.

The person opposite was still calm and calm, and said to the mute:

"Brother dumb, I heard that you are brave and good at fighting. When you were in Fengtian, you could swing a scythe like a tiger. But no matter how ruthless you are, do you think you can beat the trolls in our hands?"

Although the mute has been with me for some time.

But outsiders don't know much about the mute.

The person on the other side not only understands the mute, but also his past.

I held the steel plate in my hand, and my mind was spinning rapidly.

"Brothers, it's okay to ask for toll money, and I can afford it on the sixth day of junior high school. But I don't want to spend the money unclearly, at least you have to let me know which mountain you went to and which temple you worshiped... "

During the conversation.I deliberately walked forward again.

I deliberately shorten the distance between me and the opponent to ensure that my steel card can hit the opponent's wrist at any time.

At the same time, with a slight movement of my finger, I made a signal to Xiaoduo.

I want to hold the opponent and let Xiaoduo go around behind him.

We both shot at the same time, maybe there was a relaxation.

The other party looked at me and suddenly laughed:

"Master Chu Liu, please stop. As I said, I don't want to hurt my peace. I also know that although your hand of steel cards is rarely used, it is very beautiful. Hurry up, I'm afraid it's not as fast as my guy..."

As soon as the leader's voice fell, he was seen touching the back of his waist.

With a wave of his hand, there was an extra sprayer in his hand.

"boom"

Another crisp sound pierced the silent night sky.

And following this sound, there was a "pop" sound from the truck next to it.

Then, the headlights suddenly dimmed.The man broke a headlight.

He then said in the direction behind me:

"Master Chu Liu, Miss Xiaoduo is so cute. Do you really want her to risk herself and attack us?"

The other party's words made me gasp.

In these years of wandering in the rivers and lakes, I have never been so afraid as I am now.

What I fear is not the troll in the opponent's hand.

Obviously, the other party didn't mean to hurt us.

And what I'm afraid of is that we are like transparent people in front of each other, and he understands clearly.But I don't know anything about the other party.

Even what I want Xiaoduo to do, the other party is very clear.

"Master Chu Liu, I still say the same thing. Brothers only want money and don't want to hurt others. I advise you not to take chances. Let me tell you, each of us has a spray on our bodies. The speed of shooting guns is no faster than yours. The steel cards are slow. I don’t think you, Chu Liuye, would bet your lives and the lives of your brothers on this with me, would you?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw five or six people around him touching his lower back at the same time.

With a sprayer in hand, the insurance was turned on almost at the same time.

"Master Chu Liu, please give me a quick word. Do you want to give the toll money or not? If not, then we can only get it ourselves..."

The other party gave me another ultimatum.

I turned my head and looked at the people around me, although Lao Hei and the others had no fear.

But they also know that if the stalemate continues, we are bound to be the one who loses but does not win.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

I know, I lost this game.

I turned to look at the van and said again:

"The things belong to you, but I still want to know. Which path are you on?"

The other party smiled slightly and said:

"Junior Jianghu, if you say your name, I'm afraid it will stain the ears of the sixth master. Take the things away, and we will meet again someday. Now, please, everyone, step back ten meters..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people around him immediately moved forward with guns.

The leader, wearing a mask, walked towards us step by step.

"What should I do? Do you want to fight?"

Lord Hong asked me in a low voice.

Without thinking, I said two words:

"Back off!"

We stepped back step by step.

Soon, the pair got into the car conveniently.

When the truck's engine hummed softly.

The window of the co-driver was rolled down, and the leader threw a car key out of the car and said:

"It's dark and windy at night, you have a lot of people. Our two broken cars are given to you, and they can also keep out the wind and cold. I will give you a gift from the sixth master..."

As soon as the words were finished, the windows were rolled up.

Looking at the two trucks in the distance, Lao Hei cursed angrily:

"Damn it, we've been busy for so long, and these people actually picked the peaches!"

The loss of hundreds of millions of wealth is impossible for anyone to calm down.

And I didn't say anything, failure is failure.

What's the use of complaining?