Those seven gangsters fight alone, and no one is a strong opponent, but a pair of top seven will get beaten.
Huang Feihong is not a master, but after all, Jiao Yi pointed out that it is absolutely relaxed and happy to abuse these gangsters. These gangsters don’t even know Qiang, so it’s definitely not Jing Yao’s beating, but it’s also a white beating.
Qiang Yi listened to Jiao Yi’s words and the horse backed off. On the one hand, he knew that he couldn’t beat the other seven people. On the other hand, although Huang Feihong had trained him, he hadn’t seen Huang Feihong’s real moves, just taking this opportunity to see.
JiaoYi this opening a few gangsters attention to him a yellow hair face changed with JiaoYi warbling way Mr JiaoJiao.
More than a few people don’t know Jiao Yi, but when they listen to Huang Mao’s words, they don’t change color, and their eyes are terrified.
Jiao Yi is dazed, but the horse is white. Chen Peng’s father found these gangsters. Sickle will lead the yellow hair. Huitong Mall must have seen himself in the parking lot.
Jiao Yi’s eyes showed a ponder expression and looked at Huang Mao. He asked out of turn, Who do you want to hit here?
We’re here to fight soy sauce, Mr. Jiao, so we won’t bother you. Goodbye. Huang Mao didn’t dare to look at Jiao Yi and the horse turned to go
More than six gangsters heard the word Mr. Jiao, but tourist trap couldn’t wait to run away.
Live JiaoYi low drink a way
Jiao Yi’s mouth spit out two words with a strange magic yellow hair. They are like being rooted, and no one dares to take another step.
Chen Peng’s father’s eyes showed disbelief. He found these people, but Yunzhou Road is the best. What yellow hair? They are so afraid of this Mr. Jiao.
Huang Mao turned around, his legs trembled slightly, and his eyes showed fear. He carefully asked, What else does Mr. Jiao command?
Just now, I thought I heard someone say that you should break someone’s hand, but now I don’t see anyone’s hand broken and you want to leave. Jiao Yi asked.
What do you mean by yellow hair with a blank face and no white wings?
If you want to leave, you must let me see the broken hand or I will break your hand. Jiao Yi said lightly.
Huang Mao, they all froze. Mr. Jiao wanted to see the broken hand. A cow like Mr. Jiao wouldn’t joke with them. He said that if he wanted to see the broken hand, someone had to break it. The question is whose hand is it?
With gauze tied to his head, this martyr Mr. follow focus is a passerby. He certainly can’t interrupt his hand. Huang Mao looked at Chen Peng’s father. The king’s egg was blind. He dared to provoke Mr. Jiao’s head. It doesn’t matter if he dies himself. It almost caused the old people to follow him.
If the grass keeps breaking, who will break it?
More than a few gangsters also like yellow hair idea qi qi towards Chen Peng father forced in the past.
Chen Peng’s father’s face changed, and he also saw that Huang Mao and them were going to turn against each other.
Don’t whine when you feed Brother Huang.
Chen Fu’s words haven’t finished yet. Huang Mao has already started their work. They are far less than Chen Fu in terms of size, but they are more powerful than others. Besides, Chen Fu is afraid that they will fight back and be beaten to the ground within ten seconds.
Huang Mao, they fought a lot, and each hand was quite hard. They wanted to show that everyone’s fists were aligned with Chen Fu’s elbow in front of Jiao Yi.
The scream lasted for nearly half a minute, and the yellow hair stereo started Okay, my right hand has been broken.
Huang Ge’s left hand is also broken shouted another gangster.
Jiao Yi spoke directly to Huang Mao, and several of them were scrambling to interrupt Chen Fu’s hand. As a result, both sides started working together and interrupted Chen Fu’s hands elbowlength.
His hands were broken. Chen Peng’s father hasn’t fainted yet. He’s almost ready to cry. It’s how he found someone to beat him in turn, and he beat him so hard
The sudden change made everyone gasp. Huang Mao, they will suddenly turn back on each other. It is suspected that Jiao Yi depends on the broken hand. Who the hell is this? Huang Mao, when they see him, they are just like mice seeing cats.
Mr. Jiao, both hands of this king’s egg have been broken. Can we go? Huang Mao turned to look at Jiao carefully and asked:
Chapter 275 Don’t get me wrong
Before Jiao Yi could speak, another black Passat and three police cars came.
Four garages stopped. Two middleaged men in suits and bright hair came out of Passat Lane on Central Avenue. One was wearing a red tie and the other was wearing a blue tie.
Behind the three police cars, more than a dozen young men dressed in uniforms all wore tough clothes with the words urban management law enforcement printed on them.