"Uncle Nineteen, Uncle Nineteen, it's not good, it's not good!"

Bian Rui was slid around, and suddenly a boy ran past him like a flying man, shouting while running.

"What's wrong? Can you say some good things about the New Year? By the way, you haven't kowtowed to your uncle in the early morning. Don't you want the red envelope?" Bian Rui looked at the running boy and shouted loudly.

"Uncle Nineteen, I'm here to call me." The little kid ran away without turning his head.

Bian Rui asked, "Who has come to the door?"

"The entrance of the village!"

Bian Rui didn't hear what the boy said, but only heard the words "The Entrance of the Village", so he quickly ran to the entrance of the Village.

Before we arrived at the entrance of the village, we found that there were a bunch of people at the entrance of the village that had entered the village. We looked carefully at the hands of these people either holding sticks or iron drills. There were also two or three people in front of them who had the same steel-handled machete in their hands, which was a bit like Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue Sword. It was just a little simpler, but even if it was simple, it would be fatal. It would be really not a problem to cut one foot with strength. If the guy on his neck was cut, he might be sad in an instant.

Where has Bian Rui seen this thing before? It is common when police officers seize weapons from underworld members on TV and the Internet. It seems that as long as there are these things, they must be underworld organizations.

Is the gangster in the village early in the morning? Bian Rui was a little confused. He didn't know where the gangster was so weak and ran to Bianjia Village to play wild.

Is it wild? It's true!

The aunt at the entrance of the village heard the movement and opened the yard. As soon as she shouted, "Who is it?" she saw a big knife heading straight to her face. She shrank and machetes the door panel and let out a snap.

My aunt closed the yard gate and inserted the bolt, then shouted into the room: "Dad, his father, son, a group of people came into the village! They all carried swords."

This shout not only woke up my home, but also woke up next door. When I heard this news, everyone was a little confused, and then subconsciously wanted to laugh. What era is it now, and there is a gangster? What's even more ridiculous is that the gangster has entered our neighboring village? Don't be so nonsensical in the morning of the New Year, okay?

But if you don’t believe it or not, the men still have to get up and see it. So the men from each house slid down from the bed, put on their clothes and came to the yard. Someone opened the door and saw it, and was shocked.

In addition, these people were also very arrogant. They were playing with swords and shouting loudly.

"You have to retreat back to your home. Today, I came here to vent my anger for my elder brother. Those who know each other were hiding their feelings were shrank at home, otherwise you guys would kill you..."

Now the men in the village don’t understand anything. Some people really came into the village. There were some men in Bianjia Village who were cowardly but not so cowardly, so they let their wives and young sons plug the door and hide in the house. They took weapons such as flattening, pitchforks and other weapons and flipped into the neighboring house from their own yard. In this way, about four or five families gathered about ten men who could fight.

Bian Rui was not afraid at all. In his eyes, the gangster was just a trash. Don’t mention any loyalty. If the gangster is really loyal, it would be a ghost. In addition, there were no people outside, Bian Rui directly picked up the iron-wood whistle stick he usually danced in the space, saying that it was a whistle stick, which was actually a slut, about three or four centimeters long. Although this thing was wood, it was as hard as iron. In the past, the Soviet Union used this thing instead of some steel machines.

Let’s not talk about this anymore. The main reason for this thing is that it is long. There is a saying in kung fu that one inch long and one inch short and one inch short and one inch dangerous. If a group of people who move faces empty-handed or hold short blades, Bian Rui can carry a spatula and go up. However, these people have long soldiers in their hands, which are just the kind of machetes with long handles, so Bian Rui won’t do this.

Bian Rui is old and no longer a young man in his twenties. Now he has a wife and children. Fighting is the first thing to do is to save yourself, and the second thing is to kill the enemy.

At this moment, Bian Rui stood up, leaning on the stick with one hand and putting his hands on his waist, waiting for the gang of gangsters in front to come over.

These gangsters naturally saw Bian Rui, but there were only one person on their side, so how could they see Bian Rui in their eyes?

"Oh! Whose pants are not closed, revealing you, the turtle-headed man?" The twenty-minute walk in front of him, the tattooed guy almost covered his face. There were rings on his nose, ears, lips, and a tuft of green hair on his head. Good guy, if Bian Rui hadn't been sober now, he would have thought he had met the crew that remakes Journey to the West.

"I'm here to send you a ride!" Bian Rui was still kind to others at this time.

"I think you're looking for death!"

When the green-haired monster heard this, he immediately danced the iron stick in his hand and was about to step forward. However, he looked at the Meimei stick in Bian Rui's hand, so he stuffed the iron stick in his hand to the same "little monster" next to him, and then snatched the machete from his hand.

"Ah!"

I saw that he held the iron-handled machete here, and he was immediately excited. It seemed as if Guan Yun was possessed. He shouted and held the iron-handled machete and rushed towards Bian Rui.

Bian Rui originally wanted to drink a few times, but when he saw this guy's appearance, he looked at the slutty anger, which was exactly the same as the heroine in the small film produced by the neighbors of the island country in the east, and he almost called two ducks.

The fight shouted out this pattern made Bian Rui extremely disappointed. He immediately danced his eyebrows and made a mosquito dragon into the sea. Zhao Yun had no idea of ​​killing the enemy formation seven times in and seven times. Not only did he not have the pleasure of fighting and killing, but he was even a little bit aimed at the sissy formation. These guys wanted to make themselves feel disgusted.

But after thinking about it, Bian Rui could not have reacted at all as the big blade was about to fall on his head. Bian Rui kicked his eyebrows and stick. The whole stick was horizontal and blocked the knife with a sound. At the same time, Bian Rui's foot kicked out quickly. In just an instant, the little green-haired monster quickly retreated back to his original position like a piece of paper, and then he twisted up like a yellow eel roasted by fire in a terrifying posture.

Ah! Ah!

The green-haired monster couldn't even scream.

The leader was shocked when he saw it, and he couldn't help but remember that what his brother-in-law said before was mostly married to his villages. He originally regarded this as a way to hear the wind and rain in the city. When bullying became a habit, he naturally looked down on the people in the world and felt that everyone in this world was like his people. He couldn't bear it and could only leave. If you want to live in this area, you have to let him bully him.

Not a good thing after all.

After thinking about it, he shouted: "Go together and kill him! As long as you can't kill him!"

As he said that, he rushed towards Bian Rui with the baseball bat in his hand.

Bian Rui didn't say anything, and held the stick of Qimei in both hands and met him.

The villagers here also gathered together. The people who were close to each other, and the groups of seven or eight of them jumped out. Those who were far away, even those behind Bian Rui were fucking the guys. At this time, not only the young men, but also the old men like Uncle Sixteen also rushed forward with sticks.

Bian Rui didn't hear it. If he heard what Uncle Sixteen shouted, he would probably die of joy.

The old man said to himself: "I thought I would never encounter this scene again on the day of my death. I didn't expect that God would open my eyes!"

For Bian Shiliu, is God open his eyes? He really opens his eyes, but this eyes are a little bit small. More than a hundred gangsters entered Bianjia Village. It was really a stream that entered the sea. Chicken seedlings entered into the sparrows, and they did not show any signs!

The main road in the entire village is about six meters wide. Bian Rui is blocking the way, and there is a one-meter-7-meter-long stick in his hand. Who can go there intact? Not to mention the sixteenth uncle who arrived later, even the boys who arrived first could not get in front of him and shouted in a hurry.

"Uncle Nineteen, Uncle Nineteen, you should take a break and let us come, let us come!"

"Uncle Nineteenth is keeping people under the stick, but my nephews haven't hit anyone. Don't give them all!"

Several strong men were dancing weapons in their hands. The ones were all weapons, but they were all sticks. Some of them had wood on them. The ones they found were wooden hammer weapons. Maybe they used this kind of thing when the elderly at home taught them, or maybe it was really good to knock people.

Bian Rui had already swept six of them at this time, and only one meeting was met. Bian Rui's eyebrows were injured when he hit him, and fell when he hit him. There was no one who could get up in one round.

As for why there were only six. That was because Bian Rui's stick, the one who was originally leading the leader changed his legs. Everyone present heard a click, and then the leg turned bent, bent back forty or fifty degrees. The little gangsters following the leader were all stunned. In one encounter, in a few breaths, the broken arm with broken arm and broken leg. How could a villager be so fierce? Are you sure it is not the kind of fierce general in ancient times?

Anyway, these guys are afraid!

Everyone said that these people are gangsters. If you expect gangsters to have courage, they really look down on them. They are nothing more than a good fight. They have the advantage on their own side and are so motivated. If there is no good fight here, they will run faster than anyone else!

Originally, everyone came over with great momentum, preparing to kill people and extort money, and then go back and spend money. Who would have thought that they would meet a god of killing just after entering the village. What a slut, they just met a god of killing. They were like the protagonists in the movie, and they were like leeks. What would they wait if they didn’t run away? Most of the gangsters came here with a strong momentum, and they couldn’t stand being beaten!

What a pity is that I want to leave at this time? It’s too late!
Chapter completed!