Chapter 42: Make a rule

Under the brilliant lights, the glass refracted the magical light on the floor, lying on the floor, and a blood was spreading on the back of the head. This smashed people into a crash, and one can imagine how powerful they were at the time.
Several other people were apparently stunned, and they looked up to the brothers on the ground, and saw the place where the lights shone. Standing a slender boy with a baseball cap on his head, standing in the crowd extremely There is no sense of existence, if no one is holding the split glass bottle in his hand, no one would believe that this little arm can stun a young man with a bottle.
"Hey, boy, what are you doing!" They reacted, and could not care about asking the whereabouts of the night gang members, and the slender teenagers were surrounded by groups of three or five in an instant.
The juvenile's brim was very low, and only a delicate white chin could be seen in the dimness, surrounded by so many people. He didn't seem to be afraid. He dropped the glass bottle and put his hands in his pockets, and said in a low voice: "No Looking for a night gang? I'm the night gang. "
what? Dozens of gangsters choked together, looked at the teenagers up and down, and snorted, and they were all happy, "Haha, are you a night gang? Shouldn't this night gang be in the house of a child, or in a gang? No one wants you to show up for compassion? "
At this time, the noisy music in the venue has been turned off, and the ridiculous laughter spread to every corner of the bar. Even the brothers who watched the scene looked at each other, wondering why it was not a woman or a child who appeared in the night gang.
Faced with these contempt, the boy's mouth slightly lifted, and his cold voice started to fight back. "Our boss said, I'll be enough to deal with all these miscellaneous things."
The laughter in the air came to an abrupt end, the dumbfounded faces instantly gloomed, staring fiercely at the juvenile who uttered words in front of him, "boy, I see you looking for death."
"Oh, it's not necessarily who is looking for death." Ignoring the dozen crunching fists in front of him, the teenager sneered, "Let's go together, don't waste time."
The Fang Gang was in his twenties when he couldn't stand the stimulus, not to mention that the person standing in front of him was obviously weaker, so that no one could bear it under the provocation.
"Brothers, go up! Take this kid to death!" With a slogan, more than a dozen pairs of fists mobilized with anger, passing by the wind, and anxious to break the bones of the slender boy.
In the case of one enemy ten, no one believes that the young man has the ability to resist, and can't help but feel sorry for his hard-spoken words.
But at the regretful moment, the dozen pairs of fists were about to touch the body of the teenager, but the teenager disappeared into people's sight.
The group just felt that a flower was in front of them, and people disappeared. In surprise, they saw a slender arm crossing their eyes, and then they heard only a scream. A brother beside him suddenly flew backward. With a loud noise, the body slammed heavily on the glass table, and then there was no sound at all.
"Oh, what happened, ah!" I was frightened by this change, and one of them just wanted to run over, but he was stunned by a kick and went straight to the glass table, smashing To his brother.
The lights came and shone, everyone saw that the young man's slender figure was swimming flexibly, the arms were clear and thin, and each punch was powerful enough to directly fly people, there was no violence between them. It's like dancing.
One, two, three ... When a punch was solved in one punch, the teenager also piled everyone into one place. Until the last one fell down, he was slow to move in his spare time, and even sorted out in a gentleman's way. Clicked on the neckline.
"Hmm ..." A bunch of people pressed one by one, stacked into eighteen arhats, humming, how arrogant the last second was, how shameful this moment was.
"Now, are you still looking for night help?" The boy stood at the glass table, and the voice under the hat was still low and cold.
But now listening to these baffled ears, they are scary like demons. The baffled head shivered and begged for mercy, "Here, this brother is us. I do n’t know Tarzan, please let us go , We will not come again in the future. "
"In the future?" The boy's tone was slightly raised, and he seemed to be pondering one thing. At the end, he picked up a watermelon knife from the ground and put it on the mumbled neck, explaining word by word: "Dead man, there will be no future. "
"No, don't kill me." The coldness from the neck, and a wailing voice in his horrified voice, "we, we just sent West Street to check the news, it really doesn't matter to us."
Hearing that the teenager took away the knife, nodded his head, and rarely agreed with his words, "It's not the mastermind, it's useless to kill, but ..." When it came to this point, the suffocating tone of voice made the heart lift again instantly, then Then I heard the teenager's voice showing a bit of coldness. "My boss doesn't like trouble very much. In order to avoid future troubles, today I set the rules. Whoever will come to trouble at the night help site will handle it. Stay. "
With the last word falling down, the watermelon knife in the teenager's hands was in the horror's eyes, and the arm that was mingled outside was cut with a knife, with ribs and bones, and he didn't leave any difference.
"Ah!" Some girls couldn't help screaming when they saw the scene.
Along with the screams, everyone felt a chill.
Earlier, I heard that the boss of the local tiger gang was being killed by the night gang overnight, but people who have never seen it have a bit of disdain for this fledgling gang, maybe there is fear, but never really felt this fear like today .
The teenager in front of him is only a teenager, but the means are so fierce and decisive, and the boss behind him and the leader of the night gang should be a terrible figure. Everyone couldn't help imagining, but didn't dare to think deeply ...
Night Gang, what kind of existence it is.
When Song Ye left the back door, Yunhua was also found by Xu Zihang and others. Fortunately, they were not injured, and the group went directly out of the bar to the training base.
On the way, Song Ye asked about the situation on West Street.
"Although Yuncheng only has a gang of formed tigers, it's a mess on the west side. For many years, small groups have gathered together to keep a piece of land to protect them. Even the gang of tigers cannot help it." Xu Zihang wrinkled. Brow, when talking about West Street, his tone was quite daunting.
Song Ye took off her hat and sat on the window. The cold wind blowing on her face shattered her forehead, fell into sight, and fainted with an ink color. After a long while, she said lightly: "There is no room for two tigers, West Street, it should be cleaned up. Now. "