Chapter 225: Threat of death

[The text of Chapter 1]
226 Chapter 225 Threat of Death
"You are --- Suker?" Lang Ming once met Suker in Fangfeiyi, although he was not impressed, but after a little thought, he recognized him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw Su Ke holding it. Putting a watermelon knife on his brother's neck, he did not dare to act lightly.
"Second Lang, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Su Ke is prepared for this. After all, even if Lang Ming doesn't come in now, he has to go out from here for a while. The two-headed wolf is better now.
On the scalp of Pan-Qing, the scar was wide and vertical. Lang Ming didn't expect such a scene. Looking at his brother's still calm expression, he took a deep breath, and then spit it out: "Put down the knife, otherwise you will die very awful!"
"Second Brother, your request is a little too much! Should I change it? I try to satisfy it!" Su Keman didn't care, Qingxiu's cheek always had a faint smile, but his left hand protected Liu Qingqing as much as possible.
After Lang Ming heard this, his face suddenly felt a little cloudy. After being a boss for so many years, he was threatened by a hairy kid for the first time. His anger value suddenly rose to the apex, his hands fisted, Kaka Sound straight.
Slightly narrowed eyes stared at Su Ke, like a poisonous snake ready to attack, exposing the snake letter.
"Brother Lang, how would you like to comment?" Su Ke pushed his right hand slightly, and the sharp blade moved forward a few minutes. Lang Guang's head unconsciously hid in the opposite direction, but the blade still scratched the skin of the neck. , I do not know whether it is watermelon juice or blood, suddenly it is much brighter.
After just a moment of surprise, Lang Guang became calm and calm in the past. He did not expect a student to dare to move a knife with himself, and he dared to make a note.
The pain in the neck was not very severe, and it was slightly cold.
"Second, let them go!"
The two-headed wolf two brothers, the boss Lang Guang is a strategic plan, the second son Lang Ming rushed to the battlefield, although Lang Ming has always been arrogant and unrestrained, no one in his eyes, but for his brother's words, never violated.
Hearing this from his elder brother, Lang Ming chuckled and looked at Su Ke: "Life is precious, you need to know how to protect it!" After that, he stretched out the door and opened the door.
Outside the door, the man named Liu Laosan was still on the side, watching the people who came out from the inside, especially when he saw Su Ke holding a knife against Lang Guang's neck, he was shocked.
"Brother Lang, let's not hurt your peace, isn't it the old saying! How about getting together and getting away?" Su Ke saw that not only was Liu Lao San in the corridor, but also a man, very fat, in the height of one meter and seven It seemed that it would take at least two hundred pounds to go out, holding an iron pipe about 1.5 meters long in one hand, and a machete was welded on one end of the iron pipe.
At this moment, the fat ball-like man was wiping the machete seriously with a rag. He was very focused, listening to the sound of opening the door, looking up subconsciously, and rushing up.
"Back!"
Before Lang Guang made a speech, Lang Ming had already shouted and took the lead to step back. Liu Sansan and the fat man carrying the homemade Guan Gong knife were all so vicious that he followed Lang Ming toward the stairs.
Don't look at Su Ke's relaxed face now, dare to joke, but as he walked out of the door, the tension in his heart rose slowly and uncontrollably.
There will be a lot of people outside. I knew for a long time that the more people there are, the more they are full of variables. The most important thing now is to hold Lang Guang and leave here quickly.
From the second floor to the first floor, the knife in Su Ke's hand always steadily rested on Lang Guang's neck, and the man walked directly in front of him without saying a word. Liu Qingqing followed closely the steps of Su Ke. His eyes were full of horror, and his small face was frightened with no blood.
Stepping out of this abandoned factory building, the yard became more and more confused, and from afar, each one was carrying weapons, iron rods, machetes, and homemade weapons like Guan Gong.
All of them were fenced in at once. Almost thirty people were there, and the water from Su Ke's roadway was leaked.
"Let's all get away!" Lang Ming shouted impatiently before Su Ke talked, turned his head to look at his elder brother, and saw Lang Guang's eyes were not placed here, but he gazed unconsciously at himself His waist seemed to have deep meaning.
After Lang Ming shouted this, the puppets automatically separated the two sides, and they looked at Liu Liusan and the fat man again. The three exchanged a look, but there was no other action.
Seeing that the door was close at hand, Su Ke slowly relaxed with it. As soon as he got out of the door, it was safer to stop the taxi, and his heart was relieved. At this moment, Lang Guang's step forward suddenly Take a break.
Sucker was shocked, before he could wait for the action of the watermelon knife in his hand, he heard a ding, like a metal collision, and felt that the knife body seemed to send a force, the watermelon knife suddenly tilted to the right.
With this opportunity, Lang Guang flung himself to the left, and a small butterfly knife in his hand reflected the light in the sun.
There was no expectation that Lang Guang would have such a neat skill. This man has been acting like a wise man behind the scenes, but now Su Ke doesn't even know when the butterfly knife appeared in his hands.
"Cut me to death!" Lang Guang just stood still, and before he spoke, Lang Ming called out. Liu Sansan and the fat man rushed forward.
"Come on!" Su Ke still dared to stop. The watermelon knife in his hand waved hard. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Otherwise, he would have been treated as a meat sauce by the chaos. Now he only has one thought in his heart, that is to run. , Rush out.
The more thirsty and more salty, the more chaotic and the more mistakes. Su Ke's physical fitness is strong and he runs fast, but Liu Qingqing can't keep up with his footsteps. He is pulled behind him like a puppet, and his feet are unstable and he sits directly. on the ground.
Su Ke was anxious, but now there was no time to be afraid, and he quickly turned around to help Liu Qingqing, and the fat, unseemly guy with the Guan Gong knife in his hand was so far away that he split.
"It's over!" Su Ke flashed the thought, and subconsciously raised the watermelon knife and threw it towards the fat man, then pulled Liu Qingqing vigorously, and fell from one side.
Just as Su Ke fell, a roar of cars came, like a wild beast, coming at a rapid speed, followed by a booming door knocked, and the iron door rubbed Su Ke's body and flew towards him. The crowd, like a row of mountains and mountains, not only knocked Guan Gong into the air, but even hit a few ramblings in front of it, hitting them, and suddenly blood splattered.
A black SUV, emergency braking, the car has not stopped yet, a burly man jumped down, army green tight shirt, marching pants, combat boots, a half-meter-long machete in his hand.
"Brother! Here!" Su Ke's brain went blank, and he couldn't help shouting.