Fortunately, Lu Yingying practiced Kung Fu for several years. He quickly dodged the axe, but he was scared out of a cold sweat.

Qian Duoduo ran to her: "stop calling and take care of sister Zhilan for me."

Lu Yingying subconsciously stretched out his hands and hugged the unconscious Xue Zhilan.

Qian Duoduo let Xue Zhilan go. He turned around and stared at Huang Feihu coldly: "asshole, you want to kill!"

Huang Feihu also had no scruples and pointed to Qian Duoduo: "boy, last night, you abandoned my brothers in Huwei square."

Without much thought, Qian Duoduo glanced at pockmarked Zi's face: "this pockmarked Zi bullied people in public. He blackmailed me on the head and deserved to be beaten to death."

Pockmarked face was furious and pointed to Qian Duoduo: "brother tiger, don't talk nonsense to him, kill him and avenge your brothers!"

"Leave the two women and kill him." Huang Feihu waved, "go."

Several guys shouted, rushed up, waved an axe and chopped at qianduoduo.

Pop pop

In a few seconds, Qian Duoduo laid five or six people on the ground. Everyone cried out. Some broke their hands, some broke their feet, and some broke several ribs. They couldn't get up.

Since he is a member of the underworld, Qian Duoduo is naturally merciless. Only by abolishing them will he not leave harm to the society.

The people behind were stunned. They didn't expect that their opponent's Kung Fu would be so strong, more powerful than the fucking real tiger.

Lu Yingying was very nervous at first. Seeing that Qian Duoduo was so powerful, he was relieved and relieved.

110 is still on, but she has forgotten to call the police.

Qian Duoduo glanced at dozens of people in front of him and snorted coldly: "what's the matter? Are you afraid? Just like you, how to mix with the underworld? If you have seed, just put your horse here."

Huang Feihu bent down to pick up an axe and shouted fiercely: "brothers, don't be afraid of him, go up together and kill him!"

"Ow --"

A dozen guys roared in unison, waved axes and rushed at qianduoduo.

Pop pop

In less than a minute, dozens of people lay on the ground, in disorder, wailing, and throwing sharp axes all over the ground.

There are two others left, pockmarked face and Huang Feihu.

However, the two people had trembled with fear, bent over and turned pale. They even lost their most basic instinct to run for their lives.

Huang Feihu was trembling with an axe in his hand.

Qian Duoduo bent down, picked up an axe and walked slowly towards them.

"You, you, you... What do you want to do?" Huang Feihu's teeth fight.

"What are you doing?" Qian Duoduo walked up to him. "Don't you want to cut me to death? Since you didn't cut me to death, of course I have to cut you to death, or you'll have to take revenge on me in the future. It's so troublesome."

Then he raised his shining axe.

"Sir, spare your life!" Huang Feihu wailed. A stream of heat flowed down his crotch. The axe in his hand could no longer hold it and fell to the ground.

The pockmarked son next to him is not much better than him.

The two guys knelt on the ground with their legs soft and puffy.

"If you had known today, why should you have known it?"

Qian Duoduo waved his axe and fell down.

Standing a few meters behind him, Lu Yingying couldn't help closing her eyes and thought that the axe had to split the guy's head in half.

"Ah!"

With a scream, Huang Feihu's whole right arm was cut off and fell to the ground, bleeding like a flood.

Huang Feihu fell to the ground in pain and fear and fainted.

The pockmarked face kneeling beside him was stunned.

"Dog day, I'm thinking about revenge for a little fart. I really want to kill you." Qian Duoduo smashed his axe on pockmarked face's wrist and heard the sound of broken bones.

Even if pockmarked face fainted, it screamed with pain.

Lu Yingying opened his eyes and saw that Qian Duoduo didn't split their heads. He couldn't help but sigh.

On the far car, a Niu saw that in just a minute or two, all the people of the axe gang fell to the ground and not only stared round his eyes: "Wow, what ghost, that man surnamed Qian is too powerful, isn't he human?"

Li Mingyi despised and scolded: "shit, what tiger Gang, it's all their buckets! Rubbish!"

Zhang Jin shook his head again and again: "Alas, it's disappointing, a group of waste!"

Wang Kui shook his head again and again: "I thought they were holding axes one by one. They looked great. Shit, they were all scary."

Daniel was unconvinced and said, "brother Yi, the axe gang is really famous in Hukou town. Most people don't dare to provoke them. The ninth master is the boss of deep and broad, and the axe gang is the boss of Hukou town. No, no, the second master, the ninth master is the boss."

Li Mingyi waved impatiently: "forget it. Don't talk nonsense. Don't worry about his eldest brother and second son. The axe gang is completely over. It's over. Let's go and drive back. The police will come later."

"Oh, OK."

A Niu quickly promised, started the engine and hurried away.

When Qian Duoduo heard the roar of the car, he looked up and a car ran away. He didn't want to catch up. He said to himself, "you know how to hide in the car. Otherwise, I won't let you go."

Lu Yingying hugged Xue Zhilan and walked up to him: "I didn't expect you to fight so badly."

Qian Duoduo smiled, looked at Xue Zhilan's pale cheek, his face darkened again, had no joy of victory, and hugged Xue Zhilan: "thank you. Now you can call the police."

Lu Yingying nodded and dialed 110 again.

Qian Duoduo took Xue Zhilan in his arms, walked to Xue Xiaojun's body, sat down, frowned deeply and fell into a state of meditation.

Who killed Xue Xiaojun?

Vendetta? Or to protect his boss?

Who on earth is his boss?

After calling the police, Lu Yingying saw Xue Zhilan unconscious and wet. After thinking about it, she stripped off the clothes of an axe gang guy, walked to Qian Duoduo, squatted down and said with great concern: "is she all right?"

"Nothing. It's just a temporary coma. You'll wake up."

"I'll change her clothes, or she'll catch a cold."

Qian Duoduo nodded: "thank you. Please help sister Zhilan change it. I'll call home."

Lu Yingying naturally agreed.

Qian Duoduo handed Xue Zhilan to Lu Yingying, stood up, took out his mobile phone and dialed Murong Xue's phone number.

At this time, it was just after 9:00 in the morning. Murong Xue just went to work, sat at his desk, habitually turned on the computer, and the mobile phone rang.