Chapter 909: Blocked
Outside the ice rink.
Du San looked indifferently at Li Yiqiang and others who were hugging each other like quails on the huge ice. He shook the bearskin cloaks on his body and waved to Jiang Keba and others. .
“Let’s go.”
After saying that, he stepped out of the shadows and walked towards the gate of the ice rink, the hair on his fur cloak fluttering in the wind, and the sheepskin hat on his head Shaking and trembling, it feels a bit like a mountain eagle in Weihu Mountain.
"Hey!"
Jiang Keba grinned, let go of Wu Chunyan who was fuming in his arms, put two fingers into his mouth, and blew a sharp and sharp whistle hard.
"Beep!"
"Rumble!"
The next moment, there was a sudden noise around the ice rink, all of which were footsteps, like thousands of horses galloping.
Countless figures emerged from the shadows, surrounding the entire ice rink. The heads of people standing next to each other gave people an inexplicable sense of suffocation and oppression.
"Shashasha..."
On Du San's side, as he got closer and closer to the door, people began to walk out of the shadows and follow him.
These people all have one thing in common, they are all tall and strong, with a strong back and a strong back.
These are all good players he specially selected from among the brothers. It would be absolutely fine for an ordinary person to fight against two of them!
There is no way, the Shichahai Ice Rink is such a big place, and there are too many of them. If they all go in, there will be no place to stand. We can only try to streamline it as much as possible, pick out the strong ones and those who can play, and leave the ones who are slightly worse. Help from outside.
But even so, there were quite a few men who followed Du San into the ice rink, as many as four hundred!
“Bang, bang, bang!”
A group of people walked in neat steps and walked straight to the center of the ice rink.
Li Yiqiang's face was already a little pale at this time. He looked at Du San and others who entered the ice rink, and then looked around at the people surrounding the outside. His calves felt a little soft.
He thought carefully before coming.
Don’t worry about the few people facing you, just do it.
But when he saw the black head, he began to feel a little weak.
He originally thought that Chu Heng could only call three to four hundred people, but in this situation, a conservative estimate would be two thousand!
How to fight like this?
Where did you find these people?
He began to regret it...
Not to mention the younger brothers, many people began to back down.
The disparity in strength is too great. If a fight breaks out, lives will be lost if not all are saved!
Face is important, but if you lose your life, you have to give up face! ?
"Hiss!"
"How many people are there!"
"I finally know what Mr. Chu's strength is!"
"What a big scene!"
“It’s so worth it to come here today!”
On the periphery, some people who came to watch the excitement seemed to be excited when they saw such a spectacle. They were all excited and wished they could get off the field immediately and join in.
The people present today are basically stubborn masters and their disciples. Fighting is a common occurrence for them. They will have a fight every now and then. Sometimes there are hundreds of people, and sometimes there are more than a dozen. .
Compared with the scene at this time, it pales into insignificance.
Lu Shuren said it well, a cook who does not want to be a general is not a good tailor.
We are all here to play, who doesn’t want to play big?
However, they and Chu Heng had no pretensions. If they ended up rashly, they would probably be treated as the opposite party and get eaten...
So they could only squat aside and watch.
As for the two couples, they were almost scared to death.
No matter how stupid they are, they can still see that this scene must be a fight, and it is not an ordinary fight!
A girl looked at the crowded ice rink with trepidation. She clamped her legs and tried not to urinate. She pushed the tall guy hard and said with a cry in her voice: "Everyone." I blame you for breaking in, what should I do now?”
"I didn't know it would be like this!" The tall boy cried with a sad face, his hands and feet felt cold.
"Will we be beaten?" Another girl trembled and pulled the short boy. "Come on, come on, they're coming to the middle, let's hide on the edge." The short boy didn't have the courage to be brave this time. He threw away the girl who had just kissed her unjustly, stepped hard on his feet, and ran towards the fence.
The remaining three people hurriedly followed and hid in the corner shivering.
“Pa bang bang…”
Soon, Du San led people to the middle of the ice rink. He glanced at the frightened Li Yiqiang and his group, curled his lips and took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, stuck it in place and smoked it continuously.
Hundreds of muscular men behind them stared silently at the crowd in the distance, feeling extremely oppressive.
“Brother Qiang!”
A young man’s liver trembled at the sight. He pulled Li Yiqiang tremblingly and asked, “How can we fight him?”
< br>“Our people haven’t come yet Qi, why are you so anxious?" Li Yiqiang, who was anxious in his heart, knew that he couldn't give in at this time, otherwise he would really have no chance of winning. He gritted his teeth and waved his hands behind him, then led his younger brothers towards Du San and the others. Went over.
Not long after.
Two groups met.
Li Yiqiang first took a look at the carefully selected group of men, then turned his eyes to Du San, and said sternly, "Where's that girl named Chu!"
Du Sandu Too lazy to talk to him, he raised his hand and pointed at the watch on his wrist, indicating that the time was not up yet.
There is no shortage of reckless men in this world, and Li Yiqiang happened to have a few of them around him. Seeing that he had such contempt for his elder brother, one of his younger brothers quit immediately, stepped forward with his eyes wide open, and cursed: " If I ask you Yating, are you fucking deaf?”
"Huh?"
Du San's eyes were sharp, and he glanced at the young man coldly, preparing to teach this guy a lesson first.
“Chuchu!”
At this moment, the roar of an engine came from far to near.
Everyone in the venue turned around and forgot about the past.
They were all too familiar with this movement.
Soon, a light came over.
Then a Volga with smooth lines emerged from the intersection like a night elf.
It was flying rapidly, like a black lightning, rushing into the ice rink under the moonlight.
“Crunch!”
When approaching the middle of the ice rink, the car stepped on the brakes. Driven by inertia, it instantly turned into a top and spun in circles on the ice, as if dancing a weird waltz, dangerous and gorgeous.
After five or six consecutive turns, Volga finally made a beautiful tail flick and stopped firmly in the middle of the two sides.
“It’s blocked, Mr. Chu!”
Cen Hao’s cheeks flushed with excitement in the passenger seat. Speed and passion have always been the G-spot for men like him. .
“Oh, basic skills, don’t be six.”
Chu Heng, whose heart almost jumped into his throat, smiled stiffly and wiped the sweat from his palms on his pants.
He just wanted to drift and show off, but he didn't realize that the ice was too slippery and the wheels were not special anti-skid tires, so he just started spinning in a circle. If he hadn't stopped in the end, tonight would have been... There's going to be a big joke.
At this time, Du San, who had just been showing off in front of outsiders, stepped out of the car, bowed respectfully and opened the door, and said with a smile: "Master Chu!"
"Yes!"
Chu Heng nodded at him, one foot wearing a large leather shoe with military hooks stepped out first, landed firmly on the ground, and then bent down and got out of the car.
Du San quickly took off the general's nun's coat hanging on the seat, unfolded it and put it on him.
Chu Heng tilted his head angrily and looked at the nervous Li Yiqiang opposite him. His tall body stood upright, the biting cold wind blew by, the coat on his shoulders rustled, and the bright moonlight fell on There was a soul-stirring chill on his handsome and handsome face.
What a handsome word!
"This, this, this... is so stylish!"
As soon as he appeared, the crowd of onlookers blew up the temple again.
How could they have never seen this scene before watching all kinds of movies and TV dramas in later generations that forced the king to come out? For a moment, a thought came to their minds.
This is what a grown man should do!
(End of this chapter)