The man in the jacket was kicked to the ground. Get up on the side. While shouting, "I,, you, Mom."

The words just shouted. Ye Shaofeng rushed up again. A handful of men lifted. Carrying it around the collar of the neck with his left hand. The iron fist of his right hand greeted the man in the leather jacket in the face repeatedly. A muffled punch.

Not a few fists. The man in the jacket had a color on his face. Blood flows. The whole face. were all slapped beyond recognition by Ye Shaofeng's iron fist.

The people on the side were shocked to see it. Shocking.

I've seen a fight hard. I've never seen such a poison. Hands-free. You can open the face of the flower. This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Scalpers also have accomplices. Many of the accomplices saw this side and started fighting. Running from all directions from the ticket plaza.

At this time. The man in the leather jacket has fallen to the ground. Hands over face. The wailing does not stop.

Several accomplices rushed over. Pull him up from the ground. Quickly dragged it away.

Someone was beaten in this place. It's a shameful thing. It's going to smear their gang in the face.

Now. Five men. The clothes they wore were not very good. The image is more like a migrant worker with a bit of temper. Visible. Their lives aren't too good either.

Of course. If only there was a good job. Good life. No one would come here to squat and be a scalper not.

They can make money by their own means. But. Can't bully people here. This kind of bullying by violent means. It really should be beaten.

"The green mountains are always there. Green water flows. Dare to ask my brother which way he is on." out of five. The one standing in the middle. Said proudly.

This man is in his thirties. Wearing a little old Li Ning casual clothes. At first glance, you can tell that it is the leader of this gang.

This man is also very particular. He bowed to Ye Shaofeng. It's all the words of the rivers and lakes.

Ye Shaofeng looked at the few people in front of him disappreciatively. said: "You can sell tickets. Make a little money and no one cares about you. But. Don't bully.

The old lady over there. There was a long queue to buy a ticket. Your brother. I went up and knocked the old lady out of the line. You said he shouldn't be beaten."

"We're in this line. There is no respect for the old and love for the young. We know that. Get your tickets the first time. And then go and sell it. Don't tell us anything about compassion.

I listen to your accent. Nor are we locals. So. You're out of town. It's better to make less trouble for yourself." Said a middle-aged man in casual clothes.

The leader of this scalper party was polite to Ye Shaofeng at first. It's not clear where Ye Shaofeng came from.

But for now. Through conversations. Know. Ye Shaofeng is not a local. It's a nosy.

So. There's nothing to worry about. This outland beat his brother. You can't let it go easily.

"You're good at yourself." After speaking. Ye Shaofeng turned around and was about to leave.

Ye Shaofeng knew that these people in front of him were scalpers and hooligans. With these hooligans. I can't make any sense. They don't understand reason. Only know violence.

When talking. Ye Shaofeng gathered around several ruffian-looking people who looked like migrant workers.

His eyes were all staring at Ye Shaofeng fiercely. Apparently. These people are scalpers.

"I want to go. There are no doors. You hit our guys. Just go. Where are you going to put our faces?

Even if I agree to let you go. My brothers. I can't agree with it." The scalper leader said arrogantly.

Ye Shaofeng looked around. Now. There were at least two dozen people standing behind him.

This gang of scalpers. I guess it's all here......