"I'll fight you guys!"

Zhang Dafu's eyes suddenly turned red and he rushed towards Brother Ji, but before he could reach his face, he kicked him out.

Farmers are good at having good strength, but they never fight.

"Fuck! You dare to do it, beat me up."

Suddenly, a group of people punched and kicked Zhang Dafu.

Li Decai gritted his teeth, "Friends, these people are too much, they fight with these grandchildren!"

"Yes, fight with them!" Dozens of villagers could no longer bear it and rushed towards these gangsters from the Black Dragon Society.

Brother Ji pulled out a dagger from his waist, "Brothers, fuck you guys, whoever dares to move, let him bleed!"

All the gangsters pulled out their weapons, including machetes, switchblades and daggers.

When the villagers saw the bright weapons, their faces showed fear and they couldn't help but retreat.

Brother Ji smiled proudly and said disdainfully: "You rural gangsters who are from the countryside dare to use swords with us Heilong. You really don't know how to live or die!"

"I don't know if you are alive!" At this moment, a motorcycle rushed towards this side like an angry bull.

The speed of the motorcycle did not decrease at all and rushed towards Brother Ji directly. Wang Dachun looked at Zhang Dafu who was lying on the ground and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Dachun, it's Dachun coming!" The villagers were overjoyed, as if they had found their backbone.

Brother Ji's face changed, "Madhan, where did the madman come from? He actually rode his motorcycle here and spread it! They all spread out!"

Bang! As soon as the words came, Brother Ji was hit by a motorcycle and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Wang Dachun stopped the car and walked straight towards Brother Ji.

Damn! Where did this come from?

Brother Ji's men were stunned and a little at a loss.

After being hit by a car for a while, Brother Ji was furious, "Why are you all standing there? Kill this little bastard to death!"

"Yes, cut him to death!"

"Mad, how dare we get into trouble when our Black Dragon will make trouble, chop him up and feed him to the dog!"

The gangster from the Black Dragon Society grinned and rushed towards Wang Dachun with a machete, like a fly smelling stinky meat.

The villagers' expressions changed, "Dachun, be careful, run!"

Wang Dachun showed a cruel smile and kicked the gangster who rushed to the front five or six meters away, and directly smashed a large area of ​​his body.

Wang Dachun rushed into the crowd directly, and with each palm, he beat one person to vomit blood. These people were so hateful that they were so greedy.

In less than two minutes, he beaten down by about twenty people. For him now, these people were not enough to see them, and they could not even get close to him.

"Okay! Dachun is amazing!"

"Yes, Dachun is too awesome, where did you learn this skill?"

The villagers seemed to know Wang Dachun for the first time, and they opened their mouths one by one, incredible.

A person can easily fuck twenty evil spirits holding weapons alone. Is this still a human?

Wang Dachun said: "Friends, as the saying goes, evil cannot defeat justice. Don't be afraid of these scumbags. Next time you meet them, you will be beaten to them directly to see if they dare to charge any management fees!"

Brother Ji stared at Wang Dachun with a resentful look on his face, "Boy, who are you? You are finished, how dare you beat the people of our Black Dragon Club. There is no way out in the sky or underground!"

"It's your grandsons who are fighting against you." Li Decai walked forward, opened his bows left and right, and suddenly more than a dozen big mouths were slapping.

Originally, Li Decai was not completely convinced by Wang Dachun. In the past, he was forced to surrender to him because of economic pressure. Today, he saw that Wang Dachun was not struggling to fight for twenty, so he was completely convinced.

You can't accept it!

This is a good thing to throw away, and a good thing to die!

So, Li Decai, who was convinced, wanted to perform well in front of Wang Dachun.

Wang Dachun's mouth raised slightly. Li Decai was originally a second-rate man who was not doing his job properly in the village and often fought.

The second-rate guy faces the gangster and see who is more cruel.

Brother Ji's face suddenly swollen into a pig's head, pointing at Li Decai with his finger, "I, Cao Nima..."

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa...

"I'll fuck..."

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa...

"I……"

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa...

Brother Ji was almost out of shape for a long time after being thrust on his face. He finally didn't dare to speak anymore. As soon as he spoke, he would be greeted with a series of big mouths.

Li Decai was exhausted and sweated heavily, and spat, "It finally calmed down! Dachun, come and ask."

Wang Dachun squatted down and looked at Brother Ji with a joke on his face, "I heard you want ten bamboo rafts of medicinal materials, right? I think I'll give them all to you!"

Brother Ji shook his head in fear, "Damn these people are farmers?"

How come it is even more gangster than the gangster!

...

At this moment, in a club not far from the pier, the Black Tiger Gang and the Black Dragon Gang were holding a meeting.

Yes, it's a meeting.

They are competing for territory.

Both sides brought more than a dozen elite soldiers to hold a meeting. Li Heihusheng's tiger back and bear waist, Wang Menghu was a little stronger than him. As his name was, he was sharp and domineering, like a tiger who wanted to go down the mountain to find food.

Especially next to Wang Menghu was a thin old man with gray hair. The old man's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

Li Heihu did not dare to ignore the old man, and even felt very afraid of him, and his fear even exceeded that of Wang Menghu.

Because this old man is a real trainer, a powerful master, nicknamed Thousand-Handed Old Demon, he is not only very skilled in martial arts, but also cruel and ruthless. I don’t know how many people died at his hands.

In the Black Dragon Society, the Thousand-Handed Old Demon is the Dinghai Ding Needle, and Wang Menghu treats him as a guest of honor.

Wang Menghu shook the red wine glass in his hand and said with a smile, sarcastic: "Gang Master Li, I heard that your Black Tiger Gang was beaten to the point of being unable to raise his head by a farmer named Wang Dachun. This is true."

Li Heihu's expression changed slightly, and then he returned to normal. "President Wang is fifty steps and laughing a hundred steps. If you black dragon will meet Wang Dachun, I'm afraid you will end up like me."

The Qianshou Old Demon raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, showing a disdainful expression.

Wang Menghu laughed, "Hahahaha, if we ask a farmer to come, I will close the Black Dragon."

Wang Menghu's subordinates laughed at each other when they heard this, with a look of mockery on their faces, which made Li Heihu and his group look a little ugly.

Li Heihu had a sinister face, "President Wang, if you were just to mock me today, I think there would be no need to continue talking today."

Wang Menghu grinned, "Since your Black Tiger Gang is getting less and less useful, let's talk about territory allocation again today."

Li Heihu narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh? What do President Wang want to talk about?"
Chapter completed!