"Kill the Jiangxi guys to death!"

Most of these flat-headed young people are from Siping, Northeast China. Someone shouted and rushed over with a machete!

The Jiangxi people did not run away, but pulled out a pack of steel pipes from the seat of the car at the first time! The middle-aged man shouted with an angry look: "You are so old and dead! (Dialect words)."

Next second.

Steel pipe, machete!

The sound of collisions between them was clearly heard, and someone slashed the other person's stomach with a knife, and blood flowed all over the floor.

I held up the knife and shouted, "Run! Brothers!"

While shouting, I quietly retreated, ready to see the opportunity to run away.

Twenty people cut six people! The Jiangxi people were no match for them at all! Three people were cut in the blink of an eye!

The remaining three people were surrounded by the crowd of people with random swords. The middle-aged man who led the lead was blushing and waving the steel pipes in his hands. They found an opportunity to get into the car, leaning against the off-road vehicle door and struggling to support it. I felt that in the next second, these people would be killed in the car by random swords!

Late at night, a private car would occasionally drive over the national highway. Without exception, after seeing the battle situation, he quickly turned around and drove away. No one dared to come over and meddle in other people's business.

I stepped back to the edge of the national highway, and at this moment, a pair of white gloves were placed on my shoulders.

"Brother, where are you going?"

I slowly turned around and said with a bitter face: "Brother Zhi, I really can't kill people."

He pushed me and signaled me to get in the car.

After getting in the car, he lit a cigarette, looked at the battle situation ahead, and said lightly: "I was also rushing forward like this back then. In this blink of an eye, it has been ten years."

At this time, I saw a row of headlights appearing on the national highway from afar, and it was estimated that it was a convoy.

Ren Xiaozhi looked at it and gradually narrowed his eyes.

Accompanied by a harsh brake sound, my face turned pale, because six or seven buns of bread came, and people kept coming down the car, and everyone was holding a guy in their hands!

One of them had blood on his face and ran over anxiously and gasped, shouting: "Damn it! We were ambushed by Jiangxi guys! Brother Zhi! Brothers, please help you block it! Go away quickly! Help me take good care of my family!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a solid steel pipe hit his forehead! The blood splashed out spurted my face.

Another bang!

Our car glass was smashed to pieces!

Ren Xiaozhi pulled out the car and sat down to hide the knife, and he pushed the door and went out.

Immediately afterwards, various sounds came, the collision of steel pipes and machetes, the cries of moans! Screams!

A few minutes later, Ren Xiaozhi's face was covered in blood. He opened the car door and came in. The cigarette in his mouth had not yet been wiped out. He directly took the car and rushed out with the accelerator.

I didn't loosen my feet when I stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car was getting faster and faster. I saw two vans chasing in the rearview mirror.

"Brother Zhi, you are injured!?"
Chapter completed!