Deep in the dark and damp alley.

Seeing the pager being smashed and a cold wind blowing in front of her, Zheng Xia hurriedly jumped back.

After taking a few steps back, Zheng Xia had a chance to see the situation clearly.

Chen Zhe and brother Qi each held wooden sticks and attacked from both sides. Their expressions were stern and they were no longer as timid as when they met before.

The wooden boards on the walls of the alley she was surveying in front of her could be taken apart.

Just when she was inspecting the basement door, the Chen Zhe brothers came out from the wooden plank. Unfortunately, the alley was too quiet. Chen Zhe and the two were already very careful, but it was still too difficult to successfully attack Zheng Xia in one fell swoop.

Zheng Xia pursed her lips coldly, her right arm was still numb, and she held the baton in her left hand, shining the flashlight on the two of them.

Although she was flanked by two people, she was not afraid. According to what she and Xiao Chen had said, the Chen Zhe brothers might not be able to gain much benefit from her hands.

"Zheng Xia, Zheng Xia, why are you insisting on holding on to us?" Chen Zhe sneered, but he was also confused in his heart. Did he leak something before? Why did Zheng Xia still doubt herself?

His brother was a little panicked, but not afraid: "Brother, what should we do now?"

"What to do? Of course, just knock her down and tie her up."

Zheng Xia shook her right hand and felt that her consciousness was slowly returning, but then swelling and pain also came up.

"Chen Zhe, it seems that you are planning to run away tomorrow? Is this the reason why you went to the car factory tonight?"

"Hey, you are so smart, no wonder everyone on our road is afraid of you." Chen Zhe twisted the wooden stick glove, "I hope you don't know how to appreciate it, we are just looking for a way to survive."

"How to survive? Attack the police? Robbery?" Zheng Xia felt funny and moved her right hand towards her waist.

"Don't move!" Chen Zhe shouted, "Don't think I don't understand that you are on a mission today. Try moving your right hand again!"

Zheng Xia narrowed her eyes: "What? You want my gun? I'll give it to you, how dare you ask for it?"

"Of course I don't dare to do it. Compared with robbery and assaulting a policeman with a gun, I still understand which is more serious." Chen Zhe glanced at his brother with his eyes, and the two of them walked slowly towards Zheng Xia.

As they moved, the wet and muddy ground made a sound, which made the hearts of the three of them beat loudly.

"So Zheng Xia, we really don't want to have a dispute with you. You just need to put down the baton and let us tie you up for a few days. By then, it won't be too late for us to play this cat-and-mouse game..."

"Why don't you put down the stick? Let me take you back and accuse those two black men. I can also give you two a surrender plot. Maybe you can still live in society in this life." Zheng

The original posture of Xia's left hand holding the baton horizontally changed into a grip, ready to fight at any time: "If you refuse to put down the baton now, I will take you back later, and you may never see the sun in Zhu District again in this life."

"Why do you think you can capture my two brothers? Just with your stun gun?"

Zheng Xia felt interesting: "Have you seen all this?"

"Originally I was worried and scared, but I met too many policemen on the road. I don't believe that the higher-ups dared to give you so many real guns!" Chen Zhe sneered, "After all, you don't even know where those two black dogs are."

Zheng Xia stopped responding and wiped her right hand towards the gun holster on her waist again.

Brother Chen Zhe shouted: "Stop moving!"

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid of a hammer!" his brother yelled to gain courage, "Five steps away, the gun is accurate, within five steps..."

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Xia quickly drew the gun with her right hand, pointed it at brother Chen Zhe who was speaking and exposed his flaws, and pulled the trigger!

Only the sound of "throw" came from the quiet alley. Seeing Zheng Xia's movement, brother Chen Zhe was about to raise the wooden stick, but he was hit directly by the darts of the stun gun three steps away.

The electric shock darts made a gentle buzzing sound on the person's body, and the person's whole body was convulsing as if suffering from epilepsy. After a while, the person fell to the muddy ground and fainted.

Five steps away, the gun is accurate, within five steps...the gun is fast and accurate.

Chen Zhe had no time to care about his brother, so he raised his wooden stick and swung it at Zheng Xia.

Zheng Xia had already retreated to the wall with nowhere to go, and she wasn't going to hide anymore this time.

He raised the baton and slid it diagonally with one hand. When the baton collided with the wooden stick, Zheng Xia guided the wooden stick to release its force.

This is the self-cultivation of the baton function.

The first blow with the stick was sideways. Zheng Xia took a step to the right, then stepped up. The baton went straight towards Chen Zhe's chest from bottom to top.

"ah!"

Chen Zhe shouted angrily. In close combat, momentum is also important.

The two sticks were handed over, and Zheng Xia couldn't help but frown.

She held her left hand alone, and her strength was completely inferior to that of Chen Zhe, who was wielding a wooden stick with both hands. Moreover, Chen Zhe used his body strength to force her back, making her retreat step by step.

"Ha!" Zheng Xia bent over and opened the wooden stick at an angle, bumping past him with his shoulder.

Chen Zhe was pushed hard and fell against the wall. Although he was in pain, he did not cry out. With a fierce look on his face, he raised the wooden stick and came towards Zheng Xia again.

With the stick wind blowing everywhere, Zheng Xia took a step back again and calmly put the stun gun back into its holster.

This move left Chen Zhe in a daze. The reason why he kept suppressing her like crazy was because he was afraid that Zheng Xia would shoot him again.

Is the stun gun a single shot? Zheng Xia doesn’t have time to change bullets?

Thinking of this, Chen Zhe couldn't help but sneer and fiddled with his head, pointing the wooden stick downward and holding it tightly with both hands.

As a gangster, he has naturally had many fights since he was young, but this was his first fight with the police. No matter what, this situation made Chen Zhe have to show his determination to break the boat.

Zheng Xia shook her right hand and saw that it was mostly healed. Apart from the swelling and pain, she didn't feel much discomfort.

She shifted the baton to her right hand and turned off the baton's flashlight, making the entire alley darken again.

Under the faint moonlight, the two stood facing each other.

Zheng Xia bent down slightly, with the baton on his shoulder, his left hand forward, his eyes like a torch, and his posture like a tiger.

Chen Zhe's eyes showed a ruthless look, and he fiddled with the wooden stick and attacked Zheng Xia again.

The same is true for Zheng Xia. Just playing defense is not his style.

In the dark and damp alleys, soldiers were fighting hand to hand, and the only sounds that could be heard were the sound of footsteps stepping on the muddy water, and the sound of sticks hitting each other.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than ten moves.

In this kind of hand-to-hand combat, there is no talk of parrying or dodging, only hard resistance and exchanging injuries for injuries.

Zheng Xia knows very well that the closer a wooden stick is to a wooden stick, the less force it will receive.

Striking the steps hard, she leaned away and was thrown horizontally by Chen Zhe's wooden stick.

After being hit on the back, Zheng Xia didn't care even if it hurt!

The baton cut through the darkness of the alley and hit Chen Zhe directly in the ribs.

This distance makes it impossible to talk about dodging.

Chen Zhe felt a sharp pain in his ribs, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing, and instead used his elbow to slash Zheng Xia's face.

Zheng Xia tilted her head, but was still hit on the forehead. The police hat flew aside in the dark night of the alley, her short hair was spread out, and her eyes under the bangs looked even more cold and solemn.

Zheng Xia grew older and braver, but Chen Zhe was frightened by Zheng Xia's momentum.

Everyone on the road was afraid of Zheng Xia from the Zhu District Office, but they had never seen Zheng Xia fighting with anyone, or in other words, everyone who had seen him had gone in.

Unexpectedly, when Zheng Xia got into a fight, she showed no mercy compared to men. The ferocious look in her eyes made Chen Zhe feel trembling inwardly.

After a few fights, Qi Qi found that if he continued to be dragged on, he would not be his opponent at all!

Not to mention that Chen Zhe was not prepared for a protracted war with Zheng Xia, but Zheng Xia was too fierce. She was not afraid of being beaten. She would always use the most resistant part to hurt herself, and it would be a shame if the police baton hit her.

pain.

The injured Zheng Xia was beaten harder and harder, but Chen Zhe was beaten more and more seriously. In addition, he stayed in the basement for several days, and his physical strength could not keep up.

Chen Zhe broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, no, he will be doomed if he continues like this!

He no longer insisted on using the two sticks, but began to attack Zheng Xia's face with one hand, trying to use dirty tricks.

Zheng Xia realizes where he will get what he wants, and the two fight together again.

With a knee strike, Zheng Xia hit Chen Zhe so hard on the chest that Chen Zhe drooled and couldn't help but retreat.

Holding the stick in one hand, it seemed like a burden to him, so he simply threw the stick on the ground.

He raised his fists and prepared to fight Zheng Xia Lai in close combat.

Zheng Xia raised her eyebrows, but didn't pay much attention. She picked up the baton and stepped forward. The momentum was as fierce as the waves covering the shore, unstoppable.

Chen Zhe gritted his teeth and prepared to step forward, but Zheng Xia changed his attitude and raised his baton to turn on the flashlight.

The strong light was aimed at Chen Zhe's eyes, causing his eyes to blur and fall into a daze.

Zheng Xia raised her knee and stared at Chen Zhe's stomach.

Chen Zhe hit the wall hard due to the force, vomiting water and making a gagging sound, and then slipped and fell to the floor.

Just now, Chen Zhe felt as if all the oxygen in his stomach had been kicked out, as if his breathing had stopped.

Mad, how can this bitch be so good at fighting?!

Am I going to suffer disaster here?

Zheng Xia looked at Chen Zhe, who was sitting on the ground with eyes dazed, and couldn't help but hum. She stepped up again and kicked her sideways. The shoe came into close contact with Chen Zhe's cheek.

Chen Zhe didn't even have time to scream in pain, he was kicked to the ground on the spot, his face hit the muddy and wet ground and he fainted.
To be continued...