C19 Single roll

The morning wind was cold.

In the warm Seahold, the wind was so cold that it seemed to be ingrained in their bones. It was so cold that many pedestrians were shivering.

On the side of the street, Lao Ya was squatting on the ground and smoking with an ugly expression on his face.

"Damn it!" God damn Bai Baoguo! " Old Teeth still could not help but curse out loud, scaring the children of the residential apartment building behind him to the point that they started crying.

"Brother, be quiet …" This place is still Bai Baoguo's place... "

Without waiting for the lackey to finish, Fang stood up and kicked him in the crotch.

Old Teeth was still cursing as he kicked, and it was hard to tell if he was being insulted or if he was just about to vent his anger.

"Fuck you!" Bai Baoguo is just a JB! "

"Are you trying to scare me with him?!"

All the hooligans around looked at each other, none of them daring to step up, fearing that Lao Ya would vent his anger on them.

His big bro right now isn't his usual self, he's too embarrassed to show his face after being slapped. This little bro's too blind, you should be afraid that Bai Baoguo won't say anything, f * * k, isn't he asking for a beating now?

Although everyone thought so, they still felt a little disdain towards this so-called big brother.

If he was angry, he would spread it out to his own subordinates. If he couldn't handle himself, why would he blame himself? F * ck! What the hell!

A few minutes later, the lackey's expression was already sluggish as he started spitting out white foam. Old Teeth did not stop, but kept on kicking him.

"Boss!" Someone is coming! "

"Isn't that person …"

Old Teeth, who was being pulled back by his subordinates, also looked over in the direction they were pointing at before smiling.

"Seems like a suicidal person has arrived."

On the roadside, fifty meters away from them, second brother, with a cigarette in his mouth and a machete wrapped in a newspaper under his arm, walked towards Lao Ya and co.

At that time, Second Brother already felt that something was wrong with his stomach, he reckoned that Bai Baoguo's kick had injured his internal organs, if it wasn't for that, he wouldn't have been able to cough out blood.

To be honest, Second Brother did not have any reaction to Bai Baoguo's kick, he only had one feeling.

He had indeed lost a bit of face.

Previously, when that grandson scolded him so harshly, he almost fought with him. But Bai Baoguo gave him the chance to vent his anger, but he didn't dare go over and use his blade to treat him.

It was also thanks to Bai Baoguo introducing him to the others, that he came to help, what happened in the end?

The second brother thought about these complicated thoughts with a conflicted expression on his face. He did not notice that Fang Xing and the others were still across from him, so he continued to walk in that direction without a care in the world.

"Bastard grandson!" Who are you trying to scare with that blade! "

Old Teeth's angry roar filled the air. Soon after, it scared Second Brother out of his wits.

"Fuck, you scared me!" He threw the newspaper with the machete onto the ground and shouted at Fang with a look of bewilderment, "Fuck you! I'll fight you one on one! "

Later, when my second brother told me about this, he said that he had decided on a strategy at the time.

There were a dozen or so people on the other side, and they were all holding fellows.

He was the only one on second brother's side.

Although he had the confidence to kill a few of them and retreat, but this did not guarantee him that he could injure his old teeth, as long as he was held up, he might still be chopped up a few times.

Instead of taking a risk like a boor, he might as well learn to be smarter and challenge that grandson to a duel.

Old Teeth already felt ashamed of himself, so he had to give him a chance to be ashamed of himself. He had to let him find some face to go back, so as long as he brought it up now …

"Baobao said you can fight, but I'm not afraid of you!" Second Brother bellowed, "You b * stard in front and you scolded me, but I haven't even settled the score with you! "Fuck you!"

Old Fang's eyes turned red with anger when he heard the vulgarities that were filled with the northeastern accent.

"Fuck you!"

Lao Ya raised his saber and rushed over. Before leaving his underlings, he specially instructed them not to interfere.

In his eyes, although second brother was not short, he was too skinny. The gap between his build and that of a middle-aged man's was too wide.

Killing him would be like playing a game, thought Fang.

On the full night of the moon, at the peak of the Purple Hex, a sword flew from the east, and a flying immortal flew from the heavens.

At this moment, it was just like a battle between two experts in a movie.

They stood on each other's heads, gazing at each other with deep emotions, revealing to each other their hearts that they wanted to tear each other into a thousand pieces.

Each of them held a weapon in their hands as they desperately rushed towards the enemy.

It was a pity that no one from the crowd applauded them. Otherwise, the atmosphere of this duel between experts would have been a bit more intense.

Originally, there were only a few passersby who were watching. However, when they saw their second brother take out that fella, they wisely ran away one by one.

"F * ck!" Second Brother raised his machete and smashed it horizontally onto the blade of the guy in Old Teeth's hand.

Yes, it was.

Because from the beginning, second brother did not plan to fight with his blade. After all, second brother was not good at using a blade, and what he was good at was still an unorthodox method, which was the legendary close combat.

If he wanted to create such conditions, he had to make sure that the other party wouldn't rush over. Second Brother thought that he should just throw out his blade and Old Teeth.

Feeling the tearing sensation on his palm, Fang immediately felt that something was wrong.

F * ck! What kind of power was this?

When second brother conveniently threw the knife on the ground, he suddenly understood something.

In his hometown, if someone dared to scold him like Old Teeth had called him by name, his hand would be light, but when Bai Baoguo pressed on Old Teeth's hand and asked him to chop with his blade, he did not have the power to do so.

Why is that?

"Damn..." "So that's how it is …" Second Brother's face was slowly filled with smiles. He shook his hand and laughed very happily: "I only realized it now … If they were to fight like this, I wouldn't feel the burden anymore … Or else Baobao would have me chop you up... "Oh my god, I really can't do it …"

"Get over here! I broke your teeth! "

His second brother's roar from the northeast completely scared Lao Ya. Coupled with the fact that his palm was split open, he felt that now was not the time for him to act tough. However, just as he was about to ask for help, he felt like he had been slapped in the face.

F * ck, asking for help fighting such a skinny guy?! F * * k, this is too embarrassing!

Old Fang was still hesitating, but reality immediately gave him an answer. Sometimes face was really not as important as one's own life.

Second Brother saw that Fang was a bit lost in thought, so he grabbed this opportunity to rush up and punched Fang in the face, directly hitting his nose with his fist.

In a split-second, Fang's nose began to bleed uncontrollably. The bridge of his nose was probably broken by this punch as his entire nose looked like it had collapsed.

Taking advantage of your illness and taking your life, this has always been second brother's motto.

He knew how heavy his fist was, and with such a blow to his nose, his mind would definitely be dizzy in a short period of time.

Seeing that Fang was sitting still on the ground, Fang rushed up to him without a second word. He lifted his leg and kicked Fang squarely in the stomach.

The strength of this kick was a bit terrifying. According to the crowd, Lao Ya had been kicked to the ground and rolled away.

By the time Lao Ya stopped, the man was already vomiting blood. The man from Northeast didn't stop. He walked over and stomped on the man's arm. Then, the man from Northeast ran away.

Speaking of which, second brother felt that it was quite shameful.

While Old Teeth was vomiting blood, the bunch of hoodlums he brought ran over with that fellow to support him. As they rushed over, they even cursed, with such an imposing manner …

Second Brother knew very well that as long as these ten-odd men surrounded him with sabers, he would probably be in trouble today.

He was lucky to escape, but he would definitely be injured. If he couldn't escape, then he would be much more direct. He reckoned that when the time came, he would have to be sent to the crematorium.

As this place wasn't far from the gambling house, second brother turned a corner and slowed down his pace. He put on a casual manner and walked towards the door of the gambling house.

According to him, his heart was beating really fast at the time. It would be nonsense to say that he wasn't afraid, but he still had to pretend to be strong in his own territory.

Thus, when he went back to the gambling den and saw the Master Wu and Bai Baoguo, his first sentence was exactly this.

"It's done, that beast should be in the hospital by now."

Hearing second brother's words, everyone looked at him in disbelief, thinking that he was just bragging.

There are more than ten people over at Old Teeth's side. You only have one, you don't need to brag like that.

Bai Baoguo, on the other hand, reacted calmly and asked his second brother.

"You cut off his hand?"

"Nope." Second Brother's reply made Bai Baoguo very unsatisfied: "But it's probably not much worse than chopping off your hands."

"F * ck, trash." Bai Baoguo glared at second brother while cursing, and then left the room.

At noon that day, when everyone was preparing to eat lunch, Bai Baoguo returned.

The first thing he did when he came back was to find second brother and pat him on the shoulder.

Bai Baoguo said happily. Well done.

In the beginning, second brother was right. Old Teeth's fate was not much better than Chop Hand's.

The leg he used to kick his stomach had caused the spleen of his old teeth to be removed.

I heard that when Lao Ya was sent to the hospital, his internal bleeding was very severe, almost causing him to pass, but in the end, he was rescued by the doctor.

The final step he took on Lao Ya's arm caused the doctor to say the same things as the old fox.

"Brother Fang, I might not be able to use your hand anymore in the future. Looking at the situation, it will take a very long time to recuperate. I need to do some recovery exercises before I can barely pick up the item …"

There were suddenly rumors about second brother in the underworld.

Everyone was shocked, Bai Baoguo seemed to have found another hero, and he was even one that was extremely tough. I heard that the people from Northeast China fight against more than ten people, and even obtain the head of a thousand troops.

Actually, the rumors from the beginning weren't like this. When these rumors were first spread out, it was all very true.

But as the news slowly spread, some people felt that Old Teeth wasn't such a stupid person. What era was it that he was still playing dueling? Furthermore, he was beaten to such a state. Would his subordinates not help?

Nonsense! It wasn't the way to put gold on one's face!

As a result, the rumor slowly became a dozen or so versions, of which three were representative.

Version 1.0 was also the closest thing to reality.

Second Brother fought Old Teeth one-on-one, destroyed Old Teeth, and ran back to the gambling den.

Version 5.0.

Second Brother launched a charge by himself, dashed into the crowd and crippled Old Teeth, and then fled with wounds.

Version 9.9.

Second Brother ate the Soup Dumplings and greeted the eighteen generations of Fang's ancestors. Then, he casually walked over and easily killed seventeen people. He also casually crippled Old Teeth and calmly left.

Because of this, I have always felt that the Jianghu rumor was not very reliable.

It had been a long time since his second brother had heard of these legends, but when he heard them, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Fuck, are they sure it's me?" "Why does it sound like Wang Qingshan …"