Chapter 100: ambush
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Twenty Years in Business
- Jingshen
- 1461 characters
- 2021-03-03 10:41:28
The hustle and bustle faded, and the night was quiet.
It was just ten o'clock, which is a bit unusual for a city like Los Angeles.
What's more unusual is that a group of people walked towards you on such a silent night.
aggressively, staring at him.
A burly man with all colors, he walked more anxiously when he saw Zhang Xiaobai.
Zhang Xiaobai frowned, turned around and ran.
Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not.
accidentally hits an ambush and can only escape.
There are some battles, no matter if they have been fought or not, they have to be fought.
There are some battles. Heroes don't suffer from immediate losses, and 36 strategies are the best.
But Zhang Xiaobai still miscalculated.
At the moment when turned around and pulled out his leg, I don't know when there was a figure lying in ambush behind him, but at this moment, he was right in front of him.
Zhang Xiaobai first heard a sound of wind, and then saw a fist.
The punch arrives, people fall!
Zhang Xiaobai planted directly on the ground.
just fell to the ground.
There was a dense sound of footsteps, and the group of strong men had arrived.
Zhang Xiaobai seemed to faint and fell to the ground motionless.
In the night, the punching man showed greed. Seeing Zhang Xiaobai is like seeing a prey, and he is a hunter.
He stretched out a foot and stepped on Zhang Xiaobai's chest, and pushed it hard, "Don't pretend, since I'm doing it, forgive you that you are not a waiter, you can't help but fight like this!"
The fallen Zhang Xiaobai remained silent and motionless.
The man's face flashed with a trace of doubt, and he frowned and muttered to himself, "Is it really dizzy? Is such a big battle just to deal with a rookie?"
While said, he secretly applied force under his feet, even if he was really dizzy, he should wake up with pain.
Zhang Xiaobai is like a corpse, let him play with it.
One person walked out of the crowd, and said, "Are you going to kill him?"
The man showed a ferocious color, glaring at the speaker, and shouted: "Shut up, forget the previous explanation?"
The man curled his lips and walked into the crowd.
The man leaned down while maintaining great vigilance, and put his fingers in Zhang Xiaobai’s nostrils.
There is a faint breath from the fingers, sometimes long and short.
The man seemed a little disappointed, stood up and sighed softly, "It's really a big cannon to beat a house bird, overkill."
The man looked at Zhang Xiaobai and stood up slowly, "It's your turn, remember! Don't move anywhere, just slap your face, hit him until he can't recognize it!"
After the explanation, the man walked to the roadside phone booth and dialed 120.
As soon as he dialed the phone, the crowd suddenly rioted.
The man immediately hung up, only to see a figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and then only a fleeting figure remained.
The corners of the man’s mouth were slightly raised, he bent over and bowed, suddenly his feet exerted force, like an arrow from the string, and quickly chased him up.
And the group of people ran arrogantly.
A funny picture appeared on a street in Los Angeles.
is like a running race, with a lonely figure at the forefront, seeming to be approaching the end, the faster he runs, the stronger he fights.
Behind him is an unwilling chaser. He seems to be very good at exerting strength in the future, getting closer and closer to the people in front.
Behind was a group of people who followed the crowd, just to complete the task, they panted slowly and slowly, and finally watched the two figures disappear.
Hopeless!
It’s just that this is not a race, because there is no end, the former can only keep running.
Zhang Xiaobai ran aimlessly, and at the same time could feel the danger getting closer.
Since childhood, Zhang Xiaobai has never been afraid of anyone in jogging, let alone losing, but this time he has fallen short.
There are laws in physics. When two people run a line at different speeds, there will eventually be an intersection.
At the door of a bookstore, Zhang Xiaobai heard the sound of footsteps close at hand, suddenly braked, turned his head and punched.
This trick is called back to the carbine. When I was young, I listened to the legend of Sui and Tang Dynasties, and Shao Paulo made a special trick. At that time, I was so excited that I could not help but create a "return fist" according to this routine.
When escaped, Zhang Xiaobai had already noticed how powerful the people behind him were, and if he ran like this, he would eventually be overtaken.
So Zhang Xiaobai slowed down gradually, passing by this brightly lit bookstore, it was a good time to take action.
was just a steady blow, but it didn't hit the point.
Zhang Xiaobai punched, and he was greeted with a punch. The man did not know the prophet.
Fist and fist, Zhang Xiaobai felt that he hit a wall, from his fist to his arm.
With this blow, Zhang Xiaobai has already seen that it is not the opponent's opponent.
It's too late!
The man never gave him a chance to escape anymore. After he finished his punch, Zhang Xiaobai could only parry, but he could not fight back.
In just two or three rounds, Zhang Xiaobai got two fists in the face.
The man doesn’t hit anywhere else, only his face!
The man saw that the other party was getting weaker and weaker, and he said, "It's very cunning! It's funny that I even lied to me!"
Zhang Xiaobai took the opportunity to gasp and said, "Shall we talk first?"
The man raised his eyebrows and closed his fists.
In his opinion, this cunning guy is already the meat on the table and can't run away.
"Persuade you to stop struggling. I don't want to do anything to you. It's just a face-slap. At most, I can't see anyone for half a month. Someone asked me to bring you a message. Don't contact Zhou Zhou anymore. Face, I will maimed you next time, and I will kill you next time!"
Zhang Xiaobai actually heard a joke, grinned, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, took out two cigarettes, and threw one.
"Gundam hired you?" Zhang Xiaobai took a deep breath~EbookFREE.me~ The man took the cigarette, but didn't smoke it, and smashed it a little bit. "Don't tell me what I said, this is the rule! Anyway, I brought it here, listen. Not listening to you!"
Zhang Xiaobai raised his thumb and said, "Awesome! I have never seen anyone who can run past me!"
The man smiled, "If you can quit smoking and drinking, and practice for another year or a half, maybe I can't run you! But in terms of skills, even if you practice for ten years, you won't be my opponent!"
Zhang Xiaobai nodded and said, "I admit that, you are from a professional background. It depends on how old you are. How long have you been practicing?"
The man looked at Zhang Xiaobai and said in a cold voice: "Don't try to confuse me, or I will change my mind!"
Zhang Xiaobai waved his hand and said, "I have something to ask you. My carbine is a hit with a hundred shots. How do you see it through?"
The man curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Return the carbine? It's just a kid's trick. In the face of absolute power, all the tricks are just jokes!"
Zhang Xiaobai gave a cry and said, "But I have to thank you for letting me catch my breath, even though I know you want to rest. After smoking this cigarette, I stand and wait for you to beat me. Isn’t it just a face slap? It's over!"
The man smiled and said, "It's interesting!"
fell silent suddenly.
Zhang Xiaobai slowly smoked a cigarette, and unknowingly changed the posture of holding the cigarette. It turned out that the of the right index finger was holding the cigarette, but the and the thumb were holding the cigarette.
When there was only a short section left, Zhang Xiaobai's eyes flashed coldly, he rolled the cigarette on his thumb and flicked his hard.
A straight line of Mars crossed the sky and hit the man's eyes directly.
The man flashed away.
Zhang Xiaobai turned around and ran out.
"Do you dare to yin me!" the man shouted.