What should I do?

The driver's face was pale, his legs trembled, and his heart was beating "poof" and "poof".

He is now a regret!

If he had known that this would be the case, he should not have taken this business in life or death.

That's good!

It's over, it's over......

The driver is constantly thinking.

It's just that after a crackling sound, the driver couldn't help but be shocked after seeing the situation clearly.

Because, it was not the passenger he was carrying who fell to the ground, but the thugs who robbed......

Well, that's a bit incredible, isn't it?

". Huang Mao, who fell to the ground first and got up, spat a mouthful of saliva, his eyes were full of killing intent, and he yelled at the rest of the gangsters who got up in embarrassment. "This bastard doesn't want to live, he must not want to live, kill his shit. ”

"Brothers, let's go together. ”

"It's so damning. ”

"Kill. ”

......

Several people, at the first time, rushed towards Duan Lang one after another.

They are embarrassed to be like this in their own territory, if this thing spreads, how will they be mixed up in the future?

So far, the only thing they can do is to get back on the field.

It's just that a few people were just about to move their feet, and the scene in front of them couldn't help but make them stop. Because, Huang Mao, who rushed to the front, had already fallen into Duan Lang's hands at this moment, his face was embarrassed, and he couldn't struggle.

"Come, you're coming. Grabbing Huang Mao with his backhand, Duan Lang shouted at a group of people.

"Bastard, I warn you, don't mess around. ”

"If you dare to do anything to our boss, we will not let you go. ”

"Release the people. ”

......

Hit the snake and hit the seven inches, and the thief will capture the king first.

Huang Mao fell into the hands of Duan Lang, and a group of thugs suddenly lost their position, and they didn't know what to do at all.

"Bastard, if you don't let Lao Tzu go again, Lao Tzu will definitely not be able to get out of Jinchang. Huang Mao warned sharply.

"Really?" Duan Langle asked with a smile.

"Try it?" Huang Mao thought that Duan Lang was afraid, and on his face, a trace of joy suddenly appeared in his heart, and he said.

"Try it, try it. Duan Lang said, slapped Huang Mao again, fanned Huang Mao's face, and then grabbed Huang Mao with one hand and threw it far away.

Huang Mao's entire body was smashed out from a distance, and only a wail could be heard......

Infinite pain, in an instant, filled the whole body with yellow hair.

Huang Mao kept moaning, struggling, and wailing on the ground.

It hurts! He shouldn't be abolished like this, right?

Huang Mao is a person with ideals, revenge, and pursuits. Since I was a child, I like to watch the old boy and the villain, and fantasize that he can become a hero like Chen Haonan or Xie Wendong who dominates one side or even dominates the world, punching and kicking his own bloody empire.

His dream of empire began with a robbery.

Rob the rich and help the poor!

He felt that he was a poor man. He and his brothers can't afford to smoke good cigarettes, can't get into beautiful girls, can't afford to live in a mansion, can't afford to drive a luxury car, but anyone who passes by here and drives a car should be robbed!

But where did Huang Mao think that not long after his career started, it would be abolished?

Seeing this, the "boss ......" group of people couldn't help but twitch for a while.

They've been robbing for so long, but they've never been so embarrassed.

"Let's kill him......" Holding back the pain, Huang Mao stared at Duan Lang viciously, gritted his teeth and said.

"Boss, boss......" The younger brothers, in the contact just now, have all been deeply aware of one point - they are not this person's opponent at all, even if they pounce on the group, the effect is only to hit the stone with an egg, or a moth to the fire, and kill themselves.

"Who killed whom, it's not certain. Several people, looking at each other head-on, didn't know what to do, a voice had already approached, and then looked at it, Duan Lang's body, I don't know when, actually came to them unconsciously.

When a few gangsters saw this scene, their whole scalp couldn't help but go numb.

"Big, big brother......" Their eyes invariably fell on Huang Mao.

Huang Mao just said a cruel word in front of his brother.

Speaking from himself, he didn't know where he couldn't move a single hair of the person in front of him when they were combined?

Glanced at the license plate, and then swept the driver and Duan Lang, Huang Mao seemed to have an idea in his heart, and the strong ninja pain was strong, gritted his teeth and said: "This, this brother, is the so-called not knowing each other if you don't fight, just a few of us are wrong, please raise your noble hand." ”

"Brother?" Duan Lang shook the ashes of his cigarette, looked at him unhappily, glanced at the group of people, spat out, and said. "Who is a brother to a scum like you? You people are so vicious, you were arrogant just now, and you want to clean me up. And now, you can't win the fight, and you even insult me, saying that I am your brother?"

“......”

Huang Mao and a group of thugs were immediately speechless.

They, is this called insulting him?

"I'm such a talent, dignified, and full of righteousness, will I be brothers with you who don't do their jobs, don't know right from wrong, and wander around idle?" Duan Lang continued.

"Big brother......" Huang Mao changed his words and said.

"Don't. Duan Lang hurriedly stopped and said. "I'm not your big brother, because I can't have an uncompetitive little brother like you, it's too embarrassing to say it. ”

The "......" group of people, silent again, wanted to beg for mercy, and it was not clear what to call at all.

"Are they all silent?" Seeing that a group of people didn't speak, Duan Lang asked strangely. "Don't, you started the matter yourself, now it's impossible to be silent collectively because of your lack of strength, trying to exchange for my sympathy, let's talk about it, you have delayed me for so long, and consumed my physical strength for so long, what should I do?"

"I, we ......" a group of thugs, looking at each other, not knowing why.

"Hand over all your valuables and money, and that's it. Leaning on the car, lazily sucking a cigarette, Duan Lang's sympathetic gaze fell on several people and said. "After all, if you come out to mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back, and I know that you have your difficulties. ”

"......" a little thug almost sat on the ground.

Who, the fuck is the robber?

"You have your rules, and I have my rules, and since each has made rules, you must follow my rules when you cannot maintain your own rules. Duan Lang's voice was mixed with unquestionable and irrefutable elements.

A group of thugs, although they were very reluctant, but in the face of Duan Lang's absolute strength, they didn't dare not do it, so they were beaten, and they had to honestly give Duan Lang the remaining banknotes, mobile phones, watches, gold necklaces, gold rings and other trophies they had robbed in the past few days.

"Gone?" Duan Lang asked, glancing at the few loot placed on the front of the car.

"No, no. Several thugs, as if frightened, replied in unison.

"Fuck. Duan Lang's gaze swept over a group of people and scolded. "So many of you, for so long, have robbed such a small thing? At your level, with your efficiency, are you embarrassed to come out and rob?"

“......”

"Forget it, forget it, count Lao Tzu unlucky, meet you poor ghosts, get out. With a wave of his hand, Duan Lang put away the things on the front of the car, waved his hand to a few gangsters tirelessly, and said.