we are bad boys

"You're fucking endless, right? It's a draft!" I also got really angry. People like the tattooed man, if you don't give him up, he will never know what pain is like.

Since I was prepared, I quickly took a few steps back. His machete missed me. I took the opportunity to face his face, and threw the brick out, hitting his head directly, blood It flowed out in an instant.

"Mumu, what the hell!!" I yelled at Wang Mumu, and Mumu immediately understood, swung the pickaxe handle again, and hit his arm holding the knife.

"Peng!!"

The solid wood pickaxe handle weighs six to seven catties, and it’s definitely like playing with a discounted arm. Wang Mumu’s pickaxe handle must have exhausted all his strength. The tattooed man let out a miserable howl and threw away the machete. He gritted his teeth in pain.

I ran over quickly, picked up the machete on the ground, and slashed him twice on the back. Since he was not wearing any clothes at all, and had a tattoo of a big carp all over his back, I cut him into several halves in an instant.

"Draft, stop the fuck, in JB Deser, I'll fuck him to death!" I put the machete on the tattooed man's neck and shouted to the chaotic crowd.

The people in the crowd took a look at my side and stopped. To be honest, our side suffered a lot. Since we all used pickaxes, we didn’t dare to fight with all our strength for fear of killing people. Quite a number of people were scarred, and even Chen Chen had someone slash her thigh.

"Drafting! You bastard, you are shameless, I'll smash you to death!!" Chenchen was already red-eyed at this time, and ran over in a daze, smashing the pickaxe directly Tattoo on man's leg.

"Oh!"

"what!!"

Chenchen used so much force this time that the handle of the pick even bounced. The tattooed man screamed in pain, hugged his thigh, and rolled all over the floor.

"Okay, don't fucking beat it, if you beat it, you'll fucking kill it, let the Sledgehammer team tear it down quickly!!" I persuaded Chenchen.

"Drafting it, little boy, don't let me carry it!!!" The tattooed man stared at Chenchen with his blood red eyes and said.

When Chenchen heard this, she became impatient again, picked up the handle of the pickaxe, and was about to smash it again, but Zhang Wei pulled it away.

"Do you know what you are called? To put it mildly, you are courageous. To put it bluntly, you are a tiger b, stinky jb hob meat, understand? You have to break your leg before you can Stop it??" Wang Mumu kicked the tattooed man and said disdainfully.

The tattooed man was indeed a man, with beads of sweat dripping from his aching forehead, he didn't speak, just stared at Chenchen in a daze.

The tattooed men were honest this time, and they were all driven to the road. This time, the Sledgehammer team did not encounter any obstacles. More than a dozen people suddenly regained their spirits. They looked at the second floor as if they saw banknotes. The Sledgehammer Those who waved it were a joy. These people were more powerful than bulldozers. The demolition was called a professional. Some demolished the walls, some demolished the door, and some demolished the roof. It took more than 20 minutes to make a single house. The second floor instantly turned into a pile of bricks.

"Chenchen, call Brother Hei and tell him about this!" Zhang Wei thought more comprehensively. If he beat a person like this, he definitely couldn't forget it. There must be an explanation.

It stands to reason that we have no right to report this matter directly to Brother Hei. It feels a bit like being on the kang on the stove. After all, there is Brother Xu in the middle, but Brother Hei has already said before the demolition that we should tell him what happened immediately. My eldest brother, this is also an opportunity for Brother Hei to give the newcomer a position.

Chenchen nodded, took out her phone, and called Brother Hei. After chatting for a long time, Chenchen suddenly looked at me with weird eyes, and then silently handed over the phone to me.

I answered the phone in confusion and said, "What's wrong bro??"

"Are you fucking sick?? You're the driver. Where and what have you been doing?? How many fucking times have I called you?" Brother Hei scolded me.

It was only then that I remembered that my cell phone was in the down jacket. I took off the down jacket before the fight, so I didn’t hear it.

"Brother, I was fighting just now, I didn't hear it!!" Seeing that Brother Hei was a little angry, I hurriedly explained.

"Where are you going and what are you going to do? You bastard, do you know what you should do!!" Brother Hei said rather unwillingly.

"I didn't know when you were leaving, so I wanted to come over and help. I was cut on the shoulder just now!!" I said aggrievedly.

"Okay, you go tell the beaten person, compensate him 10 yuan, and tell him to get out!" Hei Ge softened his tone when he heard that I was stabbed.

"Is he going to do it?" I asked tentatively.

"Do you want me to teach you anything? Find your own way!" Brother Hei hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

"You wait for me to be a big brother one day! Scold the driver every day!!" I cursed into the phone rather unwillingly, and then walked over to the tattooed man.

"Dude, let's talk?" I squatted down and said to him with a smile.

"Let me talk to you about jb!" The tattooed man looked uneducated at first glance, and cursed when he said it.

"Talk about money!" I knew that with this kind of person, you should not talk nonsense, and you must talk about money first. Sure enough, when he heard money, his eyes lit up immediately, and he asked, "What money?"

"We are all outsiders! You know the rules of the road better than me. I think you are not young. I respect you and call you big brother. If we have a conflict with you, there is nothing we can do. We also use people's money to do things. Brother, you are right!" I said very sincerely, took out a cigarette and lit one for him.

The tattooed man saw that I was sincere and didn't refuse. He took the cigarette, took two puffs and said, "My leg must be broken, and the house is gone. You can take 15 yuan!"

"Brother, I can give you [-] yuan. You look back at my brothers. Several of them were cut off. Although your injuries are serious, it's not easy for us. You have to ask for the money, and you don't want it. I have to!" My tone is unquestionable, because we are not a philanthropist, and everything must have a price, if you are worth [-], I will give you [-], and nothing more will be given.

As for the broken leg of the man with the tattoo, it’s pretty pitiful anyway. Should I give more? Then I can only say that he deserves it. You have to have the consciousness of being a mess. You eat this bowl of rice, you are disabled , or lose his life, he can't blame anyone else, it's his own choice, but no one forced him to let him take this path.

"Should I say no?" The tattooed man squinted his eyes and asked.

"Then your other leg will be broken too, and you don't have any money, maybe you have to go in!!" I said without giving an inch.

"Hehe, the people from Xiao Hei's family are bullshit, even a hairy child dares to talk like that, it's alright, I'll pay you what you said!"

"Someone will send you money tomorrow. You are also seriously injured. Go to the hospital!" I stood up and let out a long breath. In fact, I was very nervous inside, but I had to pretend to be calm, or else Why do some people say that college students have been in the society for a few years, and they are all like human beings. This is not because they are all talented, but because they are forced to learn to be cruel, to learn to be cold-blooded, and to be realistic. Society, how can the people cultivated be unrealistic!

ps: Explosive Update Week Chapter 9