Son of Heaven

Chapter 570: Meat in a Pot and Watching Color TV

"Stop it, stop it for me. Which boss are you hanging out with outside?" Han Ping was agile, avoiding that Brother Long, and at the same time kicked a prisoner flying from the right. cross, hit another prisoner in the face, and kept shouting at the same time.

"I'll tell you after I finish beating you up." Brother Long grinned, and punched him in the eye socket.

"You bastard, is this what your boss taught you?" Han Ping was furious. He grabbed his fist with his left hand and kicked him. No matter what, you have to subdue these bastards first, or else If so, there is no point in this matter.

Although he hasn't been in the game for many years, he still knows the rules inside. It's the same as in the world, whoever has the hardest fist is the boss. Seeing that this is a scholar who meets soldiers, it makes sense. He can only talk about convincing them first. [

He thought to himself that even without weapons, it should be no problem to deal with these low-level hooligans.In fact, there is nothing wrong with that. Although that Brother Long has a strong physique, he always looks like he always fights in the street, and he has a lot of skills under his hands. As soon as he stretched out, he had already grabbed his wrist, and received two punches from the back, trying to subdue the leading brother first.

His hand was like an eagle's claw, and when he had already grabbed Brother Long's fist, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his lower back, and his whole body twitched in pain. Holding his waist, he took a piece of toothpaste whose back end was sharpened and stabbed it into his back, and stirred the toothbrush in it with a grinning face. Han Ping felt weak all over.

"You son of a bitch, you're looking for death!" With the last of his strength, Han Ping punched the prisoner's cape, snatched the toothbrush in his hand with his backhand, and kicked him on the chest again. , clutching his back and backed away, facing the three people who were still standing opposite him, his teeth chattered loudly.

Unexpectedly, this time, the boat capsized in the gutter and was plotted against by a few low-ranking hooligans. This was Huluo Pingyang being bullied by dogs, and his heart was bleeding with hatred, but he was also a ruthless person. The hem of the clothes entangled the wound, holding the toothbrush, as if holding a machete, gritting his teeth, and walked towards the few people in front of him step by step.

Although the injury was not serious, it was too embarrassing. Besides, in this place where it is hard to tell who is the boss and all the bastards, the only way to make them surrender and let yourself breathe is now only by force.

His skills are really good. That brother Long was kicked in the lower abdomen just now. If it wasn't because Han Ping lost most of the strength on his feet because of the pain, he and the few men around him would have been beaten by now. Get down.

Brother Long looked at Han Ping, who was walking step by step with a toothbrush upside down, gnashing his teeth, and stroked his lower abdomen. A look of fear flashed in his eyes. The few of them walked back slowly in silence.

"Kneel down, and whoever doesn't kneel down will be killed by me." Han Ping saw several guys being suppressed by his momentum and force. These few words were forced between the teeth.