The battle was about to begin, Xuan Qi pushed Li Keer behind him, his hands fists, crackling. His eyes were flickering at Gui Tianming, and his raised hair was as annoying as a bird's nest. Xuan Qi tilted his neck indifferently, and the bones in his body crackled, and a trace of disdain rose from the corner of his mouth. Then he set off and said, "It's just eight hundred flies, I slapped you to death with one slap."

Hearing Xuan Qi say this, Gui Tianming seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and let out a sharp laugh as if he was castrated rooster. Then he sharpened his eyes and opened his mouth and shouted, "Or why not give it a try."

Gui Tianming's eight hundred brothers are not for nothing. Gui Tianming's second uncle was a boxer in his early years, with deep attainments in his fists and few rivals in half of the capital. Later, when he got older, he opened a martial arts school in the district. Gui Tianming's third uncle opened a demolition company. Over time, hundreds of idle people gathered around him, who were brave and fierce, and were very capable. Later, in order to form a group, they were all affiliated with the name of the martial arts school, and occasionally pulled personnel from the martial arts school to have strong combat power.

As the only male student in the Gui family, Gui Tianming could call out at least 800 people from the demolition company and the martial arts school with just one phone call, which was enough to surround the entire district and be a well-deserved bully.

Xuan Qi was ready to beat him, and he beat eight hundred of them by himself. When he thought about this, he would be excited. He put on the starting posture of Xingyiquan and his body naturally stood in a three-body stance.

On the eighth floor of Mingchehui, there are not only men, women and female salesmen, but also buyers from all grassroots organizations in society who are looking for good cars and ready to start. With the Guitian Ming and Qing Dynasties, outside the already huge hall, there are people around them, looking inside and then pointing at the point, and talking for a while.

"Who is this? Why are you so arrogant? You can pull out eight hundred people at once? Is it so ugly?" A young man with small eyes said angrily. The girl beside him looked like he dared not speak out. He reached out and pulled the collar of his small eyes, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

Another young man wearing sunglasses and dressed like a martial arts star sighed: "I didn't expect that the young man opposite was still a trainer. Judging from his standing posture, it seemed to be Xingyiquan, his body was slightly bent, and his momentum was Tingyuan, and his aura was the Grandmaster of Xingyi?"

"Sir, no matter how hard he can fight, he can't beat eight hundred people in one go, and knock him down in just a few strokes." The strong and bodyguard next to him said: "This is a group of wars, and even fists can kill the master, not to mention that there are still eight hundred gangsters here."

Another strong man said: "If this is a ring competition, even if they use wheel battles, I believe he can defeat two hundred, but now it is a melee..."

"Take out my camera, what a good atmosphere and what a good scene. Next time I will have such a fight in my movie." The martial arts star with sunglasses took out the camera very obscurely and chose a good angle to start shooting.

Just among the onlookers, two burly men suddenly rushed out and opened their mouths and roared: "Don't move." They rushed to both sides of Xuanqi, one left and one right, and each of them was holding a dark pistol.

"Steel tooth ring?" Xuan Qi was surprised, and then realized that these two guys had been secretly protecting him.

Relying on the large number of people and the enthusiasm of Gui Tianming, who turned into a hob, reached out and pulled a watermelon knife from the side, pointed at Xuan Qi and shouted: "I didn't expect you are still a cross-border man, what are you holding in the hands of the two horsemen? A troll or a car dog? A bastard who bluffs is really a kind of fighting me." The eight hundred brothers behind him all raised their chests and forced forward three steps.

From the release of the Young and Dangerous Man in the World in 1996, to the sixth movie released in 2000, the winner is the king. The movie uses its unique magic to cleanse people's hearts and makes the ignorant and young teenagers excited, all of whom become fearless and loyal.

Faced with the situation where he was about to lose control, Gangya knew what to do, raised his arm and pulled the trigger, and shot two consecutive gunshots, and then pointed at Gui Tianming's head again with the muzzle that was emitting smoke. The murderous intent around him was flaunting, and the fingers that pulled the trigger gradually exerted force. The striker was slightly raised and could be fired at any time.

"God Turn" star sniffed and muttered: "They actually have trolls, but they can't fight."

Just as the big star was muttering, a girl whispered not far away: "Which man looks familiar? Does he look like Xuan Qi who drove to save Shang Tao that night?"

Another woman wearing a princess gauze dress and dressed up as pretty as punk that night. She also blinked her big eyes with long eyelashes, looked carefully and exclaimed: "It's really Xuan Qi, I'll call Shang Tao."

In the Motorcycle K Group, Shang Tao used Xue Tiannan plaster and was able to walk on the ground and ride on an unsettled road race. He was testing his performance bit by bit. There were also children who were interested in racing in Beijing, and they also trained with Shang Tao. Not far away, there were soldiers who retired from the motorcycle class. They also followed Zhang Xunqi to learn how to increase the speed to 100 yards in five seconds.

During the break, Shang Tao heard the phone ringing and picked it up, and his face changed immediately. He picked up his helmet and shouted to the people around him: "Walking to the Mingche Huixuanqi, he was blocked by someone."

With this shout, the motorcycle engines on the training track roared, and about two hundred motorcycles rushed out, forming a huge traffic, charging towards the famous car gathering.

Zhang Xunqi looked at the traffic away and shook his head slowly: "These guys are running so fast." Then he picked up his phone and called Lu Zhuoqun.

A surprising scene appeared on the highway. Two hundred highway races rushed forward like fighter jets. They were buzzing forward in groups on the highway. When they encountered traffic jams, they immediately turned into pieces, interspersed and gathered on the other side.

The traffic police on the road immediately reported the situation upwards. For a moment, the sirens sounded one after another, and the huge racing party was siege and blocked the intersections.

After hearing the news, Lu Zhuoqun's expression suddenly became stunned. He drove the Hummer to Mingchehui. While rushing, he also called the boss of Mingchehui. If Xuan Qi had any accidents, he would not need to drive the Mingchehui. Sheng Dengfeng was already driving a Porsche and rushed forward directly.

Bai Panjin was the last one to get the news, his eyes widened, and he asked someone to transport the helicopter out and flew directly to the famous car. He just prepared the medicinal materials and waited for the old man to refine medicine when it was cold. Xuan Qi could not have any accidents, and he couldn't even feel bad. If anyone dared to feel uncomfortable for Xuan Qi at this time, it would be for Mr. Bai, Mr. Sheng, Mr. Lu, and several founding fathers with good relationships.

Bai Panqin was already angry, and he pulled the emergency alarm, allowing all the reserve soldiers to gather, and then rushed to Mingchehui as quickly as possible.

Just when the wind and clouds were changing color outside, Gui Tianming's eyes widened, regardless of Zhang Youtang on the ground winking himself, and shouted arrogantly: "I am capable, I dare to beat him with a troll, I'm really awesome, I'm going to beat him here." As he said that, his head was tilted to 60 degrees, his thumb and index finger were stretched out, and he was used to be a gun, and he pushed his head hard.

"How many bullets are there in your trolley? Seven? Two are combined, up to twelve." When he said excitedly, Gui Tianming raised the long sword in his hand: "I have eight hundred brothers." As Gui Tianming shouted, the people behind him were carrying long swords and sticks, shouting and roaring in his short and excited roars, and a cold and fierce light flashed in his eyes.

There is a ghost hidden in everyone's heart. Will this ghost jump out? It's so hard that they are restricted for too long, disciplined too much, and imprisoned very uncomfortable, so now they have to vent their anger.

As Gui Tianming was acting ruthlessly, Steel Teeth smiled. It showed all the cold ice in his mouth, and every cold steel forged teeth seemed to be shining brightly. The King of Soldiers faced the hob meat, which was so good that the weather was a little cold. Steel Teeth wore a wide windbreaker, grabbed the collar with both hands, and then suddenly used force to pull the windbreaker open. There was a bulletproof vest with a corset inside, and six American pineapple-shaped grenades hung on the vest.

Steel teeth took out a skilled safety pulling on the pulling ring and asked with a smile: "Do you want to try it?"

Just when Steel Teeth was doing this, the ring also pulled the windbreaker open, and a modified 81 bar was pulled out from the hem. His palm was like flying, and his muzzle was aimed directly at the gangster.

The two soldiers who have been on the battlefield have murderous auras that are as real as they are. They stare at the strange and fancy tattoos on the opposite side. The difference between formality and amateurism is determined immediately.

The two bodyguards beside the big star's side had already started trembling. They could see that these were standard equipment, and they were all real guys. They pulled the big star and flashed back, and whispered: "Let's go, these are all real guys..."

"It's so popular" star not only did not be afraid, but took off his sunglasses, held the camera in both hands, and aimed hard in front of him.

Gui Tianming looked at the steel teeth and fingers dumbly, and then laughed wildly: "Damn you really have submachine guns and use grenades to bounce me, Damn, do you think you are regular soldiers."

Xuan Qi reached out to take the small pistol from the ring, aimed at Gui Tianming and pulled the trigger directly. The bang sounded, and Gui Tianming's hairstyle that soared into the sky was instantly broken, and there was a trace of burnt smell on his head. Xuan Qi said coldly: "I guessed it right, we are reserves."

Gui Tianming touched his scalp nervously and felt painful, and then repeatedly said: "You...you...really dare to shoot?"

Xuan Qi raised the gun again and said in an equally nervous voice: "Or take two steps forward to see if I dare to blow your head, or try this grenade and submachine gun, are they real?"

The situation was in a deadlock for a while. Gui Tianming had a good hob, but there was a limit. When he was really forced by life and death, he did not dare to act rashly.
Chapter completed!