008. Brother Long of the Society Kneels
Plop... Plop.
Nearly twenty burly men jumped out of the trunk of Wuling Hongguang one after another.
The car owners who were blocking the back to mourn for Wu Xiao and watch the show were dumbfounded.
A small van actually carried nearly twenty people.
It was simply terrifying.
At this time, the car owners were no longer worried about the unlucky van owner, Wu Xiao. Instead, they mourned for the bald, tattooed, and knife-wielding socialites.
More than 20 of his companions were gathered together, and they were so close to each other.
Not to mention dealing with a knife, even if it was a gun, he was not afraid of risking his life.
A group of good brothers got out of the car and surrounded the bald man with the knife.
"You want us to get out of the car? Who the f * ck were you scolding just now?"
"Our good big brother drove you away? I don't want you anymore. What's wrong?"
"Didn't you f * cking want to rent our car? I'm watching you. Hurry up!"
......
The group of good brothers glared at the bald gangster with a knife and began to scold him.
The bald man with the knife was so scared that he was sweating profusely. He had sobered up by half.
His nickname was Brother Long, and he could be considered to be a good member of society in this area.
When they passed the traffic light, the van started to honk as a warning because it was moving too slowly.
Unexpectedly, when he pressed the horn, the van in front did not accelerate. Instead, it deliberately blocked him until the red light.
When had he ever been bullied like this? Moreover, there was a girl watching him in the car.
It's just a garbage Wuling van
What happened next was this scene.
At this moment, Brother Long was so scared that he almost peed his pants. He trembled and could not hold the knife steadily.
Never in his dreams would he have thought that more than 20 people would get out of a van.
This had completely subverted his understanding.
If there were only three to five people, he could still rely on the machete in his hand to intimidate them.
However, facing twenty burly men, he did not dare to resist at all.
If he angered the people here, he would suffer even if they didn't slap him.
Wu Xiao rolled down the car window and said to his good brothers who were surrounding Brother Long.
"Ask him to move the car first. Don't affect the traffic.”
Qian Debiao nodded and pointed at Brother Long.
"Good brother, what about him?"
Brother Long trembled as he waited for Wu Xiao to deal with him, like a little lamb that had fallen into a pack of wolves.
Wu Xiao said casually.
"You guys do as you see fit."
In the BMW were a good friend of Brother Long and a coquettish woman.
She was originally prepared to get out of the van with Brother Long to show off, but when she saw more than 20 people get out of the van, she hid in the car and did not dare to come out.
Wu Xiao's words were clearly heard in the BMW.
Brother Long's good friend drove the car to the roadside far away. He did not dare to get out of the car and was ready to run away at any time.
Brother Long was about to cry.
He had wanted to use the opportunity to move the car to escape, but he did not expect that someone had already moved the car for him.
The BMW moved away, and Wu Xiao also parked the van by the side of the road. The traffic resumed.
The road traffic resumed, but the car owners behind them were not in a hurry to leave. Instead, they parked their cars by the roadside and chose to stay and watch the show.
They wanted to see what would happen to this arrogant bald gangster who pulled out a knife at the slightest disagreement.
Many car owners even took out their phones and secretly took photos.
After receiving Wu Xiao's order, the group of migrant workers dragged Brother Long to the side of the road.
Plop ~~~
The knife in Brother Long's hand fell to the ground.
At this moment, Brother Long had already broken down and could not care less about his face.
If he was beaten up by these twenty strong men, he could not guarantee that he would be able to see the sun tomorrow.
"Big brothers, this little brother was wrong. Please spare this little brother this time.”
His good brother Ma San glared at Brother Long, picked up the knife that had fallen to the ground, and stuffed it back into his hand.
"You're the one who took this knife out to cut us. You have to hold it tightly.”
"It doesn't matter if you scold us, but if you scold our good big brother, you're really tired of living.”
Niu Er echoed.
"You have to hold this knife. Otherwise, it won't be legitimate self-defense.”
"You were the one who wanted to cut us first.”
Brother Long, who was dragged by a group of burly men, shed tears of regret. The knife in his hand was especially hot.
The machete that was usually used to scare people became a hot potato at this time.
He first threatened the other party with a knife. Even if the other party killed him, he would not be sentenced to a few years in prison.
He had been in society for many years and was considered very experienced. He never dared to provoke people he could not afford to offend.
If they encountered any luxury cars with letters or red flags with microphones, they would try to stay as far away as possible.
He didn't expect to be defeated by a Wuling Hongguang today.
He swore that he would never dare to provoke Wuling Hongguang on the road again.
Because he had no idea how many people would get out of Wuling Hongguang's car and beat him up.
Brother Long was dragged to the side of the road, and De Biao asked.
"You were the one who beat us up? Or should we fight you alone?"
Brother Long cried even harder. He really wanted to ask what the difference was between the two choices, but he didn't dare to ask.
Seeing that he had not made a choice, the group of good brothers made a choice for him and punched and kicked Brother Long.
Of course, only De Biao, Ma San, Niu Er, and a few others had truly taken action.
If all his good brothers attacked, Brother Long would probably die in a few moves.
Brother Long was lying on the ground, begging for mercy. He pressed the machete under his body.
He pressed the machete under his body, not because he wanted to use the machete to attack De Biao and the others, but because he was afraid that De Biao and the others would use the machete to cut him.
Facing twenty burly men, it didn't make much of a difference whether he held a knife or not.
After a series of punches and kicks, Brother Long did not resist. He just lay on the ground and begged for mercy.
The kind and honest De Biao and the others stopped what they were doing. They were not interested in beating people up.
De Biao said to Brother Long, who was lying on the ground and wailing.
"What's that tattoo on your body?"
Brother Long was stunned for a moment before he begged for mercy with a sobbing tone.
"Big brother, please stop fighting. I know I was wrong.”
De Biao shook his head and sighed. He slapped Brother Long twice across the face.
"Two dragons playing with a pearl? Looks like you haven't realized your mistake yet.”
"Think carefully, what is the tattoo on your body?”
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