The five of them quickly approached. Xiao Bing didn't have time to think about how Xiu 'Er, who hadn't turned around, knew that there were six people following them. He turned around and stood in the middle of the alley. He could see the people clearly. From the posture and aura, he could tell that the three people who showed their weapons were from the military. He was too familiar with the temperament of the special forces. The two people behind them walked slowly and quietly. They bent their bodies slightly, like cheetahs waiting for an opportunity to move. Experienced fighters in the underground boxing arena were used to putting on a posture that was both offensive and defensive when they met their enemies.
Three special forces soldiers and two boxing masters. Xiao Bing smiled. Ever since he entered Qin City Prison, there had been very few people who could spar with him. This time, there were five of them at once. It should be enough to warm up. The five of them did not waste any time. The first three directly rushed over and waved their military daggers to block Xiao Bing's upper, middle, and lower three directions. Their cooperation was flawless. Even those who had some martial arts could only wait for death when faced with the sharp killing moves of the three people.
One of the two people behind him would hold the line and look for an opportunity to attack. This meant that if Xiao Bing dodged the combined attack of the three people in front, he would be in charge of quickly finishing off the knife. The other person would run two steps and jump up on the green brick wall to borrow some strength. He would skillfully somersault towards Ning Xiu 'er's position. It was a gentleman's behavior not to attack women. The machetemen would not care about this.
Xiao Bing was most worried about Ning Xiu 'er, who looked soft and weak. She ignored the three people in front of her and wanted to retreat. However, the expert who performed a beautiful somersault did not stand properly on the ground and fell to the ground. He was in a very sorry state. He struggled for a while and could not stand up. The three people who attacked Xiao Bing were stunned. They could not believe that this guy who had been undefeated in the 49-match underground boxing arena in Ninghe City had fallen so badly.
Ning Xiu 'er stroked her thick and black ponytail with one hand and blinked her watery eyes. She looked at the man kneeling under her coarse pants with a faint smile. Seeing Xiao Bing looking at her with a puzzled expression, she shook her head innocently and smiled playfully and cutely. Actually, the man lying on the ground didn't know what was wrong with him. When he landed, he only felt his right knee go numb. His legs went soft and he fell down. The soreness quickly spread to half of his body and he couldn't move.
The remaining four machetemen looked at each other and tacitly pointed their spearheads at Xiao Bing. This made Xiao Bing feel at ease, so that he wouldn't be distracted to look after Xiu 'er. He had once fought with the Northland Tiger Special Forces in the ShenYang Military Region, and in the end, nineteen of the thirty carefully selected special forces were defeated. How could the four of them trap Xiao Bing?
Xiao Bing blocked a few moves, and the huge force released by his fists and kicks made the few people's footsteps falter. The airtight encirclement position instantly collapsed, giving Xiao Bing an opportunity to counterattack. He fiercely inserted himself into the middle of the four people, passing through the light arc drawn by the three military daggers. At the same time, he blocked a tricky hook that was aimed at his chest. Then, he turned his body and slammed into the underground boxing expert with his back. He used another majestic Mountain Leaning.
The accumulated attack naturally did not give the opponent any time to react. The expert who had been through hundreds of battles and had never lost a battle spat out blood and flew more than five meters away. Although he struggled to stand up with his strong body, he still had no fighting strength. If he rushed up again, he would at most be a living sandbag for Xiao Bing.
Xiao Bing didn't stop at all after sending the fighter flying with a Mountain Leaning. He once again stabbed into the web of three military daggers. The cold light instantly became chaotic. In just ten seconds, two machetemen holding military daggers fell to the ground. Their ribs were broken by Xiao Bing's elbow at the same time, injuring their internal organs. The two of them coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and looked up at the man who made them fear.
His straight body was like an unshakable mountain, giving off an inexplicable sense of oppression. His posture and temperament were like that of a professional soldier, but which army had such a strong and fierce person, a tiger from the north? Flying Dragon? Or was it the special forces of the 38th Army who had studied the beheading tactics behind enemy lines? The two of them thought about it and became more and more confused.
The remaining macheteman gripped his dagger tightly. He looked as if he was determined to die, but in reality, he had already lost his composure. If he advanced, he would definitely lose. If he retreated, he would lose face. This macheteman who had retired from the special forces of the Lan Zhou military region froze on the spot. His confidence was on the verge of collapse in a short period of time when his three accomplices arrived one after another. Xiao Bing only looked at him twice before turning to Ning Xiu 'er's side. He grabbed the handle of the tricycle and said these words.
"Go back and tell your master that if he wants to walk his own path safely, don't provoke me. I'm an orphan with no worries.”
The man in sunglasses clenched his fists when he heard this. He hesitated and gave up the impulsive idea that was tantamount to hitting an egg against a rock. His rationality made him suppress his anger. If he endured it for a while, he would suffer less torture. Five machetemen with similar martial arts skills could not do anything to him. What was the use of rushing up? He took out his phone and called his master to report the unexpected situation.
Xiao Bing pushed the cart and turned around to see Xiu 'er picking up something by the stone road. It was a one-yuan coin. He smiled and felt that this girl was really greedy for money. He also understood her. The people in the mountains were used to being thrifty. They wanted to break a penny into two halves. This had nothing to do with being stingy. It was a virtue.
Xiu-Er bent down to pick up the coin and put it in her pocket. At the same time, she blinked at the man who had fallen for no reason. A strange smile flashed across her pretty face. She turned around and followed Xiao Bing into the depths of the alley. The man who was lying on the ground finally understood something after a moment of shock. His facial muscles suddenly twisted, and his eyes immediately burst out with fear.
When Black Tiger Wang Qiang learned that the five machetemen had been defeated in a matter of minutes, he was stunned for a while before he cursed out. When he heard that Xiao Bing had even threatened him, he was furious, but he felt a little uneasy. Once he was targeted by a pervert with inhuman skills, it would not be good. If he fell into this kid's trap, his comfortable days would come to an end.
The longer he had been in the underworld and the more bloody scenes he had seen, the more afraid he was of death. Ten years ago, when he had just joined Master Kun, Black Tiger had been unafraid of death and rushed to the front to kill people. He was more excited to be stabbed than to suck two mouthfuls of high-quality material. Ten years later, when he had money and power, he knew how to cherish his life and enjoy a few more days of good life.
Therefore, Wang Qiang rarely drove himself. He was used to sitting behind the driver. This position was recognized as a safe position because once the driver was in danger, the first thing he would protect was himself and not his boss. Such a cautious person who had made a name for himself would not buy a sports car to race on the highway. It was not that he could not afford it, but his life was more important.
With a life, there would be a chance to enjoy it. Without a life, power, money, sports cars, and beautiful women were all nonsense. Wang Qiang quietly finished smoking a cigarette and took out his phone to dial a number." Bureau Chief Tian, I'm bored tonight and would like to have a chat with you. Can you do me the honor?"”
Xiao Mao, who was frowning at the side, was delighted when he heard this. He knew that his cousin was going to play dirty.
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