Chapter 39 The Heart of the Little Man!

When a hooligan fights, it is never possible to fight like the martial arts master in Jin Yong's martial arts novels, and the magic power in the northern beggars of the east and west poisons. You and I are very happy with one move, and suddenly roll up a gust of wind to show the master style. The 300 rounds of poison fight in the eyes of the world can only be repeated in movies and TV.

The real enemy is always only in an instant! You and I just hit harder than anyone else, but I'm stronger than anyone else. Compared with college students who praise the same road in the face of teachers who are tantamount to hypnotists every day, although the little hooligans are at the bottom of society all day and come into contact with people and things that are always just jokes in the eyes of the superiors, the victory is that they are brave and fierce and have no scruples. There is no tomorrow today. It's not too much.

What they care about is not whether they can take responsibility after breaking these people, but whether there are women to play and drink after the fierce fight. However, those college students who have been dodge in the ivory tower all day and only know that they may not have seen real blood are not only inferior to these little hooligans, but also hold murder weapons. After a while, more than 20 people under Wei Zhongxian were beaten to death. Because of the boss's order and watching the brother who was stunned by Wei Zhongxian's move, they also stimulated the blood of these little guys in an instant and began to fight desperately to death! These people are generally more ruthless than the student party. In less than three minutes, there have been seven or eight people squatting on the ground and holding their heads. Blood light has been seen for a long time.

Although the number of these people is not large, the qualitative gap makes Wei Zhongxian completely in a passive situation of being beaten. Even Wei Zhongxian can't calm down. If it goes on like this, people on his side will definitely not last long. Why haven't the six sons come yet?

Although Wei Zhongxian is anxious, he does not dare to be distracted at all. Although the green skin in front of him is said to be his own defeated general, he is definitely not an easy person, and the other party has played underground black fists and has been wandering for more than ten years. Even the countless combat experience of an iron body is definitely not his fledgling. Wei Zhongxian is comparable to the boy, but he is not a fool. He knows which is more important. And the last time it was just a narrow victory over the green skin.

Unlike Qingpi, Wei Zhongxian also had to take care of his seriously injured or endangered subordinates, while Qingpi did not have any worries and devoted himself to the battle with him. Under the long run, Wei Zhongxian, who rarely took care of Wei Zhongxian, was secretly attacked by Qingpi several times in a row. Wei Zhongxian, who looked more and more gloomy, also shouted and punched Qingpi's chest. The green horse is steady, and its solid body is like a wooden stake deep into the ground. No matter how you hit it, you can't shake the green skin a little.

Seeing the bad situation, Wei Zhongxian finally gave up helping those subordinates and began to fight with Qingpi wholeheartedly!

There is no beauty at all. Wei Zhongxian is pressing step by step. His fists are the key to attack Qingpi, and the opponent's moves are also changed between viciousness and rage. Qingpi's combat skills and experience are naturally not comparable to Wei Zhongxian. Several times, he avoided it with rich experience in Wei Zhongxian's hands. Qingpi punched and hit Wei Zhongxian sideways. The other party kicked a strange kick and finally broke the mountain-solid bottom plate of Qingpi. The lower plate was lost, and the strength of the upper plate was bound to decrease. Wei Zhongxian grabbed the fist of the green skin, turned his body, and threw the green skin out with the strength of inertia and completely broke out and landed at four or five meters.

Immediately, the body ran over quickly and captured the king first! As long as the green skin is dried down, then this group of people will definitely be scattered as birds and beasts. Wei Zhongxian knows that even college students can't compare with cohesiveness without organized and disciplined black forces.

Three steps and two steps rushed to the front of Qingpi in an instant. Wei Zhongxian pressed his elbow and pressed on Qingpi. Qingpi's body moved dangerously and dangerously. The green skin on his face retreated several steps in a row, spitting out a mouthful of blood fiercely, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Fuck you. Fight me to death! These turtle grandchildren.

Scar held a baseball bat and greeted a tall student with a ferocious face. Unexpectedly, the other party flashed sideways, flashed the scar baseball bat, and punched him back on the back of the scar. Scar's face darkened. Unexpectedly, there were really a few people on the other side besides Wei Zhongxian who had a few brushes. More than a dozen of these people were from the Kendo Department. Although their strength was far from comparable to Wei Zhongxian and Liu Kun, they had some martial arts skills, and it was still okay to deal with two or three hooligans.

The scar hit back and threw the baseball bat in the air. The weapon was originally an inch short and an inch dangerous. Not to say, a tall young student who did not have a weapon. As soon as he raised his hand, the baseball bat hit his arm. The piercing pain made his face almost distorted, and he dared not neglect and kicked the knife. Scar, but the other party got up in advance and kicked him back. Finally, he raised his eyebrows and exhaled for a while and shook his hair, but unexpectedly, he received another fist on the back of his head.

"I-fuck-you-mom! Who?!"

The scar roared and turned his head dizzy, but saw more than 50 people not far behind him began to run this way. No, this mother must be a reinforcement! Scar is sinister. Although his strength is not good, he is not stupid. In an instant, so many people want to come here, and the result is self-evident. At least this group of college students can't be their own rescuers, can they?

Looking at the two-meter-tall young man, the heart of the scar suddenly sank to the bottom. This person is the sixth son of Wei Zhongxian's first hitman, and he is also a member of the Kendo Department. The burly figure alone is a stunned and tough muscle, which is frightening.

The sixth son stared and kicked the scar that was about to run away. A dog fell out in the position of eating shit.

"Brother Wei."

Liuzi shouted. At this time, the people behind him also rushed up quickly. More than 50 people flooded here in an instant. The original decline turned around in an instant and almost turned into a trend of two-to-one and three-one!

At this moment, Wei Zhongxian's face showed a smile and nodded to Liuzi. The hazy face also completely dissipated, and then became extremely sinister, looking at Qingpi with a sneer.

Compared with Wei Zhongxian, Qingpi's face naturally changed from pride to frustrated, but he was not as panicked as expected, and his face was as dark as stagnant! On the contrary, it gradually became dignified. Although the situation was quite unfavorable to them, the calmness shown by Qingpi still made Wei Zhongxian admire him a little!

"Old boy, I have to say that you can really calm down. Now, I'm afraid you have no way out."

Wei Zhongxian sneered.

"What can I do if I can't calm down? Do you still expect me to kneel down with you and beg for mercy? Humph, the guy who hasn't grown up yet dares to challenge the old man. Qingpi said with a silent face.

"Old pig hanging on the bridge, when can I see you talk? Humph." Wei Zhongxiandao.

"Six sons, beat me to death! Even when we go to the police station, it is the flowers of our motherland who defend themselves against the hooligans. Do you think we should let them see some blood? Wei Zhongxian shouted in a shrill voice.

"Good, Brother Wei! It's all up to you." Liuzi laughed wildly, and his strong body was extremely straight, holding a baseball bat in his hand, and he had a lot of momentum.

Qingpi's face finally couldn't stand it, and his fingers were a little white. Except for these people in the fierce fight, there was no half a shadow in the whole back street. Seeing that his younger brother was gradually beaten and had no power to fight back, he fought an average of two or three, and the momentum of decadent was obvious. He was almost the only one who confronted Wei Zhongxian here without taking action. Finally, the unbearable green skin roared:

"Fuck-your-mother Zhu Mingyang, if you don't come out, these brothers will have to be reimbursed here!"

Wei Zhongxian was stunned by the roar of Qingpi, and immediately a blue and red color surged up on his face, and there was a little drumming in his heart. Zhu Mingyang? Rumor has it that Harbin is the first one-on-one king in the underground black market? Wei Zhongxian's eyes narrowed slightly. This person, when he first entered the Polytechnic University, had already heard of it. At that time, Zhu Mingyang was just a small role wandering in the underground black market, but he rose strongly within two months! I have to say that after Fourth Master Qiao, Zhu Mingyang had to say that it was a miracle of everyone's awe in Northeast Harbin City! It is not what ordinary people can do to win this score!

"Zhu Mingyang?!" Wei Zhongxian frowned and asked.

The name of the person! The shadow of the tree! Although he has never had any relationship with him, after he rose brazenly and took a strong position, he did not choose to continue to mix in the dark. This choice still made Wei Zhongxian a little respected and admirable! He is the leading figure in the whole Nangang District and even the whole city of Harbin.

But at this moment, his first feeling has changed from a little fear to expectation. Is it three heads and six arms to expect the first person in the underground of Harbin? A trace of passionate fighting spirit also rose from Wei Zhongxian's heart.

At this moment, at the exit of the back street and alley, a young man who was not burly, not evil-looking, and his eyes were not full of murderous eyes slowly came out and walked in here step by step. Behind him, there were only three people, tall and powerful mountain tigers, which were slightly dwarf and short for the former. , and Wang Mazi with a spotted face. This is the only man who has never seen their boss Luo Qingming, but his heart is full of curiosity and disdain. Can he really ride on Brother Yang's head and do whatever he wants? Although Wang Mazi has always been a little upset, he finally chose to be silent because of Brother Yang's prestige and the serious warning of the other two best friend Shanhu and the jumper! There is also a little more expectation for the boss who can't see the end of the dragon.

"Zhu Mingyang, will you take the three of them?"

Qingpi's face gradually recovered, but it was still gloomy. Although he knows that Zhu Mingyang is powerful, Qingpi still feels a little unreliable for these people, and there are 80 people on the other side. And there are only 30 people left on their side. In this way, the gap is obvious. Although he doesn't know how sure Zhu Mingyang is, if he loses, it will be his brother who suffers from injury. How can Qingpi not worry about it? Zhu Mingyang knew that the three people were fighting lightly, and Qingpi's heart was still a little awkward after all. Even if it's broken, there are few people. Isn't this playing with me?

Qingpi knew that these three people were Zhu Mingyang's right-hand assistants, Shanhu, Jumper and Wang Mazi.

Zhu Mingyang didn't say anything, just nodded to him. The jumper behind him laughed:

"Brother Qingpi, we are more than enough to deal with this group of students. Brother Yang can beat them a hundred times. Hey hey!"

Qingpi snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

"Are you Zhu Mingyang?"

Wei Zhongxian looked at each other with great interest, except the angular and firmness on his face.

"You are Wei Zhongxian, right?"

After saying that, Zhu Mingyang did not wait for the other party to answer. His body ran up in an instant and dived sideways towards Wei Zhongxian seven meters away. At the same time, Qingpi and Shanhu also instantly joined the group of people in the battle circle. For the mountain tigers, it is a little unreliable to brag about one against a hundred, but it is effortless to beat one against ten. It is even more like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger at home. Although their number of people is large, they also fell into panic in an instant.

Wei Zhongxian's face changed in an instant. Zhu Mingyang's speed was extremely fast. In an instant, he knocked himself out and sank his shoulders and knees. After all, he was swooped several meters by Zhu Mingyang to stabilize his figure against the wall.

"It's so fast! What a force!" Wei Zhongxian secretly praised.

Within before he recovered, Zhu Mingyang's body was already like a fast cheetah, rising up and pressing his knee on Wei Zhongxian's body. On the other side, Shi unfolded his family's long fist. Embarrassfully dodged Zhu Mingyang's knee, and Wei Zhongxian quickly rushed up from the ground. He had never been so angry, and there was also a trace of shocking anger in his eyes. People were bloody, especially when he was oppressed. Even a woman with no power to bind a chicken may burst out with amazing power to kill the thugs!

But for Wei Zhongxian, Zhu Mingyang is not only extremely fast, but also recruits the enemy, completely suppressing himself, and not even giving himself a chance to breathe. In the face of Zhu Mingyang, who attacked like a storm, even after the outbreak, Wei Zhongxian still felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. There is no power of bad hands!

"What a fast speed! What a weird and powerful boxing.

Although Wei Zhongxian's martial arts is complicated, and most of his martial arts are widely spread, he still has that real eyesight. Zhu Mingyang's strange boxing is the root cause that he can't stand it completely, but no matter what, he still makes his heart beat in just half a minute. Lose.

Wei Zhongxian, who was kicked out of four or five meters by Zhu Mingyang, supported the ground, covered his chest, and finally showed a self-deprecating bitter smile at the corners of his mouth with blood:

"The first single-handed king in Harbin really lives up to its reputation. Luo Qingming, I didn't expect you to find such a helper. I, Wei Zhongxian, admitted..."

Zhu Mingyang was not fighting, looking at the group of college students who had been beaten by the four people of Qingpi. Gently:

"I don't want to see such bloodshed. You have provoked people you shouldn't have. Let your group of college students go back. I think you know what to do.

For the first time in his life, Wei Zhongxian had a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart. Even in the face of Liu Kun, the first hegemony of the college and the head of the Kendo Department, was knocked off the ring by the other party, he did not have such a feeling. He doesn't seem to feel humiliated, because he lost to the first single-handed king in Harbin! Wei Zhongxian nodded silently. It's not a shame to lose to him! Of course, he doesn't know that even Zhu Mingyang is also Luo Qingming's subordinate...

And Luo Qingming was remembered by Wei Zhongxian's death! The heart of a villain is always the most terrible thing!