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Chapter 392 Killing a villain

Outside the train, the winds were raging in the southeast, west and north, and it was a bit cold. I walked down with Tianyang and Fuxin in a daze. Brother Qiang rushed up with a step and reached out to grab my neck.

"Don't be excited for now. Let go and be obedient. I can't run away. Why are you panic? Let's talk about the specific rules first, whether to fight freely or do it alone." I slanted my eyes, pushed his paws extremely irritatedly, jumped off the ladder, and said in discussion.

"I have so many fucking people, do you need to do it alone?" Brother Qiang was wearing thread pants, leather shoes, and his yellowed heels, with a very anxious expression.

"Brother, what era is it? You are still beating and killing. After doing it, you have to go to the police station to squat. I don't think so, I'll invite you to eat tea eggs alone. Is this a matter of a problem?" Fu Xin grinned his teeth and walked to me and said to Brother Qiang.

"Give me a face like this, eat a tea egg and it's all done," Brother Qiang asked incredible.

"What else do you want?"

"Losing money," a man behind Brother Qiang suddenly shouted.

"How much to pay."

“500,.”

"Bang,." Brother Qiang turned around and kicked his crotch and said viciously: "Is it tied to Tiger B? My Zuo Si's face is worth 500. Don't talk, can you please?"

I looked down at my watch and whispered to Fuxin: "Talk him for another three minutes, we'll get in the car."

Fu Xin put his hand behind him and made an OK gesture with a sinister look. He continued to bargain with Brother Qiang to relieve his boring thoughts on the long journey.

"Tait."

The figure wearing a baseball cap next to me first bought a roasted sweet potato, and swayed around me while eating, as if watching the excitement.

When I turned around, I happened to see him. I was stunned for a moment because I saw him wearing an old velvet mask. He was so weird that he looked at him in the middle of the night.

"Haha, why are you cold? "I'm so sorry for you." I'm a owl and can talk to anyone. I smiled and said hello to him, and then said to Tianyang casually: "Give me a cigarette."

"Day day by day, I'm still fucking Brother Fei, I'm going to do something. I don't dare to fight back." Tian Yang glanced at me, and he was silly ink, and reached out to pull out the cigarette in his pocket.

"You know, if you don't fight a battle that is not sure, won't he go to Chenyang? I will let Ma Fei train him." I said with a black heart, took out a fire from my pocket, bared my teeth and said to Tianyang, "Hurry up,."

"What should I hurry up," Tianyang asked irritably.

"I'll tell you to hurry up."

"Well, I know, don't you take this?"

"I fuck you fuck him quickly," I took a quick step back after a shout.

"Fuck/You/Mom, Meng Fei," the moment I stepped back, a roar rang in my ears, and an extremely short Mitsubishi scraper rushed straight to me.

"Swoosh,."

Tian Yang suddenly rose up and turned around and punched him.

"Peng,."

The figure wearing a baseball cap shook his head, and the tip of the knife cut into my chest. After a hole was cut, his body hit the carriage with a bang.

I looked down at my chest, and the bleeding area was no more than half a finger from my heart.

The figure wearing a baseball cap obviously stunned Tianyang with one punch. He bounced up from the carriage, turned around in confusion, stared at me again, and stabbed him with a knife.

All this happened very quickly, and I was very close to him. When he stabbed again, I had already retreated to the front of the stairs to get in the car, and instinctively took a step back, his legs hit the iron plate, and the tip of the knife went straight to my throat.

"Bang."

I raised my head and raised my arms. I turned around in front of me and hit the young man's arm holding the knife. His blade tilted again, and the tip of the knife slashed on the collarbone in the lower left corner of my neck.

When Tian Yang had just finished punching and was about to kick it, the young man selling sweet potatoes from behind picked up the stove hook that poked the stove and suddenly rushed to Tian Yang's head and slashed it away.

"puff,."

The red furnace hook directly caused a stream of white smoke to rise from Tian Yang's head, and the smell of pig hair dissipated instantly. Tian Yang's head did not even turn back. He leaned forward, kicked his right leg ninety degrees back, and kicked the chin of the young man selling sweet potatoes. Then he didn't look at him at all, running straight, pulling away the back of the figure in the baseball cap because he had stabbed the third knife.

"Tread."

Fu Xin, who heard the sound, suddenly turned around and rushed over in two steps. He raised his left hand and grabbed the wrist of the figure in the baseball cap with a loud bang, pressed down, followed closely behind, and fucked his Adam's apple with a crunch.

The young man with the baseball cap swayed for a while, and Fuxin beat his wrist with his left hand. The tip of the knife in his hand flipped and turned straight to his stomach. Fuxin pushed his elbow with his right hand and pushed forward with force.

"Puchi,."

Mitsubishi scraper stabbed into the abdomen roughly.

"Peng."

Fu Xin raised his strong thigh, kicked his right foot roughly and straightly again on his elbow joint, and the tip of the knife stabbed into his stomach a little bit again. The figure of the baseball cap flew at least half a step back, and with a thump, he knelt on the ground with his stomach in his stomach.

"Stop," the policeman who came out from somewhere rushed out with a baton.

"Swoosh."

The young man selling sweet potatoes turned around and ran away. Tian Yang turned around and swept across his right leg like a hot wheel.

"Peng, swoosh, thump,"

The young man selling sweet potatoes moved his body two steps horizontally, hitting directly on the stove of the sweet potato cart, and then bounced and fell to the ground.

"Didi, ye."

The train door slowly closed, and I was fucked in the door, and instinctively rushed out, looked back, the train door was completely sealed, and then slowly started.

"Why don't you shout when you close the door?" I turned my head and cursed angrily at the flight attendant who had been standing under the bus smoking.

"I shouted, no one listened." The flight attendant said speechlessly.

"What's going on?" Three or four policemen came over and asked.

"Your mother is a B. I offended you, you will kill me." I gritted my teeth and walked forward two steps, kicking the figure in the head of the baseball cap.

"Peng."

The police pushed me hard and shouted loudly, "I'll ask you what's going on."

"You are blind, he wants to kill me, you didn't see it," I replied in anger.

"Don't leave, go back to the station first, Lao Liu, call an ambulance quickly, he rolled his eyes." The leading policeman lay on the ground, held the figure in the baseball cap and glanced at it, and said quickly.

"What are we doing? The car has left."

"That's right, there's still something wrong with this. Who will go back to the office with you?"

The people who didn't get in this carriage said unhappily, and the police did not explain, including Brother Qiang, all of them were taken away.

"Hey,, where are you doing? The car has left." As soon as I answered Gao Dong's call, he roared and asked.

"It's okay, kill a villain and go to the police station."

"You fuck Brother Qiang to death,,,."

"Silly/Pussy." I cursed and hung up the phone directly.
Chapter completed!
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