"Wow──" The onlookers saw that Yu Er's kick was as heavy as splitting a mountain, and they all thought that the situation was decided and Fan Jun would definitely be kicked to death. The partners of the Double Knife Gang were about to cheer, but they heard Yu's second leg groaning and swaying back. It was the second leg that was pursuing the victory, and Fan Jun raised his elbow to hit it, as if his thigh was kicking on a solid rock.
Yu Er's leg only felt numbness and weakness in one leg, so he took two steps back. Fan Jun was already rushing towards him. His footsteps on the ground sounded like war drums, and he got in front of Yu Er's leg.
"What a powerful hard qigong!" Yu Erzuo shouted loudly, and jumped up. His legs were like pliers, holding Fan Jun's arms tightly, and sat on Fan Jun's chest.
"You think you can hit me if you get close, don't you? You think Yu Erzu can't punch me, right!" Yu Erzu laughed loudly, spread his arms, punched or palmed, and punched me one by one, right? Fan Jun was hit on the head and face.
"Yes!" Fan Jun shouted, his body sank, and his feet made a loud noise on the ground, shaking the rest of his legs looser. Fan Jun suddenly kicked out too, very high, and his toes hit the back of Yu Ershan's head.
"Don't you think I don't know how to kick?" Fan Jun just said this, his legs had already fallen down, and he touched the back of his head dizzily. Seeing that Fan Jun was approaching again, he was about to retreat, but Fan Jun's fists and elbows were already falling. It hit the chest and abdomen of Yu Er's legs, making a loud rumbling sound.
Blood was flying from Yu Ershan's mouth, and he had no idea how many bones were broken. His body flew against the earth wall. When he fell, he relied on his arrogant strength to jump up as hard as he could to give it a try, but Fan Jun jumped higher than Yu Ershan. , several consecutive kicks hit Yu Er's legs, and their strength was not inferior to Yu Er's legs.
Yu Erleg fell to the ground and could no longer get up. The store owners, waiters, and customers crowded over to help Yu Erleg up, shouting heartbrokenly: "Brother Yu!", "These rats!" Rogue, so cruel!"
Pan Yuan laughed heartily and strode forward. A group of Field Mouse Gang members swarmed up beside him, pulled up all the store clerks from the Shuangdao Gang, and beat them up. The Shuangdao Gang was only established by ordinary residents of the underground lake to protect themselves. The name does not mean that they are violent and ruthless. As soon as the leader Yu Er's legs fell down, he was far no match for the Vole Gang who looked like evil bandits.
"They are just as arrogant and hateful as those guys in He Wen!" Wei Jing originally saw the power of Fan Jun and admired him, but when he saw the Vole Gang acting viciously, going around smashing stores and beating people, and throwing good goods and food around, he couldn't help but feel angry. There were some onlookers around, but they didn't dare to say anything.
Pan Yuanyu smiled to himself, raised his sword, and chopped off both legs of Yu Er's legs, which were lying on the ground.
"What are you doing?" Fan Jun quickly grasped the back of the broadsword when Pan Yuan slashed him with his sword.
"Ah!" Pan Yuan shouted, and his forehead was hit by a pebble, causing a small bruise.
"Fan Jun, what are you doing?", "Why did you stop Brother Pan?", "Let Brother Pan cut off his legs and break his swords!" the field mouse gang shouted.
"Who is throwing stones at me?" Pan Yuan covered his forehead and shouted, then glared at Fan Jun: "Why are you holding my knife? If the Voles Gang wants to increase their momentum, of course they have to do it harder. Get out of the way and let me kill him. This guy has stinky feet!"
"Brother Pan, I have already made it clear that I came with you to the city this time just to practice fists. It has nothing to do with your Vole Gang's desire to grow in power. I am not practicing fists to take people's lives. I will kill the knife wielder." If you knock the big man unconscious, you pick up his knife, that's it. I knocked down the remaining two legs, but you want to chop off his legs. This is too much. If you want to chop him, wait for him to recover and defeat him yourself. It has nothing to do with me whether he will be beheaded or chopped into pieces." After Fan Jun finished speaking, he yawned greatly.
Pan Yuan's eyes widened and he was so angry that he couldn't speak. A group of gang members started to make noises and shouted loudly: "You guy, what nonsense are you talking about! Don't forget how much money you owe Brother Pan?", "Who is Brother Pan going to kill?" Just kill whoever you want! Do you know?"
When Fan Jun heard Pan Yuan's men mention his debts, he seemed to be pricked by a needle. He turned to look at the two clamoring followers coldly and said: "Brother Pan has shouldered the debt for me, and I will pay him back. I have my own way of doing things, if you are brave enough, just say what you just said again."
Fan Jun sneered and put his hands on the shoulders of the two followers who had just screamed. The two followers were immediately discouraged. One smiled and apologized, while the other looked stiff and asked Pan Yuan for help with his eyes.
"Fan Jun..." Pan Yuanqing coughed twice. He had shouldered a debt for Fan Jun before he hired this powerful thug. He defeated many powerful opponents in the underground lake for him, and his power expanded rapidly. He knew that Fan Jun had a strong character, and even though he owed him a favor, he could not force him to give up. Just as he was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, the bosses of rice shops and snack bars also took advantage of the chaos to rescue Yu Ershan and carried him to I don’t know where it went.
"Ah!" Before Pan Yuan could say anything, he was hit by Shi Zi again. He jumped to his feet in anger and cursed: "Who hit me secretly?"
Everyone around looked at me and I looked at you, and they all walked into the crowd of spectators to search.
Wei Jing touched his nose and crouched down. Of course he was the one who shot the stone. Seeing how displeased Pan Yuan was, he touched some gravel on the ground and used Ah Xi's body as a cover to sneak attack.
"Fan Jun, you have a sharp eye, did you see who threw the stones?"
"That's where the pebbles came from." Fan Jun casually pointed in the direction of Wei Jing.
Wei Jing took a breath of air and moved uneasily. Several field mice came over and pulled the crowd of onlookers around Wei Jing.
"I just saw a sneaky kid with a slingshot running into the corner over there!" Wei Jing stroked the fur on A Xi's body, stared at each other with a field mouse gang member, and said randomly.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Who is throwing stones at me and having the guts to speak out?" Pan Yuan yelled, pushed away the crowd and walked towards him. He saw Wei Jing squatting on the ground and petting the dog, and asked casually: "Little devil" , what is that thing in your hand?"
"Brother, this is a comb." What Wei Jing pulled out of his hand was a comb, and he combed Ah Xi's hair casually.
"Drink! Boy, what's that pile at your feet?" Pan Yuan shouted.
Wei Jing lowered his head and saw that there were about a dozen small stones beside his feet. He had just touched them on the ground, but he had forgotten to kick them away, and they were also piled into a small pile.
"The one who threw the stone was obviously you brat!" Pan Yuan grabbed Wei Jing's collar and raised his hand to hit him.
Wei Jing was still talking casually: "Brother, I don't know how to snap my fingers, so how can I hurt you by throwing it? The stone was clearly shot by a slingshot, and the kid who shot you the stone clearly escaped there, don't you believe it?"
"How dare you talk back!" Pan Yuan was angry and didn't care whether it was Wei Jing or not. He raised his hand and slapped Wei Jing twice.
Wei Jing originally thought it was funny, but was slapped hard twice by Pan Yuan. He was extremely annoyed. He grabbed Pan Yuan's wrist and twisted it, using a grappling technique passed down from his family. He turned his leg and threw Pan Yuan to the ground.
Pan Yuanben had also practiced for a while, but he didn't expect Wei Jing to know how to capture, so he accidentally fell down.
"I'll crush you!" Wei Jing had already taken action and didn't explain any more. He picked up Ah Xi, stomped on Pan Yuan's face, and ran away.
"You bastard, chase me! Chase!" Pan Yuan's roar came from afar, and the field mouse gang chased after him loudly.
Wei Jing was quick on his feet and ran around in the crowd. Taking advantage of the chaos, he turned into a dark and not very lively alley. He looked back and saw that the Field Mouse Gang could not catch up. He felt proud and laughed.
