Chapter 63 Chapter 62 Bloody Battle Turntable Street

Er Gou once asked Huang Lao Po Xie: "Did Er Zi Feng have a mental illness at that time?" "Yes, there must be! Hey, it's hard for such a good girl like Zhou Meng, such a good girl, to follow such a psychopath so wholeheartedly, her brain was really kicked by a donkey." "Didn't Feng Erzi be pretty good back then? He was handsome and talented." "No matter how talented you are, how can I have talent? Let's talk! What's the use of being talented? Feng Erzi is not only mentally ill, but also clinking poor. I told my daughter: If you want to marry in the future, marry the coal boss, and If you want to marry, you can marry someone from Shanxi, not from Shandong!"

"How old is your daughter?" "14." "is it beautiful?" "Then there's no need to ask?" Old Huang Broken Shoes exhaled arrogantly: "Very beautiful, she looks just like me." Ergou didn't dare to answer anymore. Mrs. Huang may also feel that her words are a bit exaggerated, so she quickly changed the subject: "Thinking about it now, the most awesome person in that year was really not my brother Li, nor Dong Batian, nor Liu Haizhu, and I have to say yes The second son of Feng." Indeed, mental patients may be more terrifying than savages and muddlers.

Let's talk about Feng Erzi, since he made Wang Luoguo half dead, he has that weird smile on his face all day long.Especially after several days ** has not come to the door, Feng Erzi is even more proud. Zhou Meng also felt that Feng Erzi was becoming more and more abnormal, but he hadn't found out what was abnormal. Zhou Meng asked: "Your injury is almost healed, when will you go to work in the factory again?" "Well, wait, wait, anyway, the factory is giving me leave now." "Then when will we get married?" Feng Erzi said: "I still have something to do, we two will get married after finishing."

"What's the matter, why didn't you even tell me?" Zhou Meng asked with a pout. "Well, anyway, it's a very important thing." "What's the matter? You run outside every day. Look at the sun." "Now that I'm tanned, it will turn white in winter." "Is it about me?" "Not closed." "Then I won't ask." Zhou Meng walked away angrily. Feng Erzi didn't stop him either, and when Zhou Meng was far away, he took out his pistol and started practicing again.Li Laozhu and others miss Feng Erzi, but Feng Erzi clicks on them more, and it's not just a day or two.Feng Erzi hasn't done anything these days, but is still doing research.It is said that Feng Erzi has a small book, which contains the home addresses of most of the bastards in the western suburbs.As long as one day they really do something, none of these people will be able to escape.

He doesn't just do it like old bastard Li, he must wait for the best opportunity to do it.It is said that during that time, Feng Erzi had seen Li Laogou and other gang members on the street several times, but Feng Erzi didn't make a move every time, he just hid in a corner, and followed them after they all passed by to see what happened to them. where to. For Feng Erzi, killing Wang Luoguo was to avenge Zhou Meng, and killing Li Laogou and others was to avenge his brother Dong Batian and avenge himself.Feng Erzi is also hesitating now, whether to kill all the bastards in the western suburbs by himself, or bring his two friends with him.If you do it alone, then you must solve it alone, so as not to implicate these brothers.If you can't figure it out, then ask your brothers for help.

It is said that Feng Erzi was planning the route in those few days.Why design a route?Because in Feng Erzi's mind, his enemies are number one.In order: 1. Room 2. 2. Li Laostick. 3. Anchor Li.He was going to take down all these people one by one in one day, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with them.Besides, what Feng Erzi was thinking was that he was probably going to kill people, and the second part was as simple as stabbing someone a few times.If I can't finish these things in one day, what should I do if I kill someone and get caught by the Public Security Bureau?Feng Erzi had to consider this question.Therefore, Feng Erzi is also seriously studying the route.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be invincible in a hundred battles.Compared with Feng Erzi, who has sufficient information, Li Laozhu has too little information at hand. The possible reason is that Li Laozhu didn't really pay attention to Feng Erzi from the beginning to the end.Moreover, Mr. Li is a person who falls in love with fighting tigers in Hushan District, because he knows that only in this way can his opponent be frightened to the bone, and he is completely convinced.So, after leaving Zhang Haoran's ward, Mr. Li gathered another group of people when he went back, like half a year ago, and once again rushed across the river.The place to go is nowhere else, but the gate of Feng Erzi's factory.

For Li Laozhu this time, it is very different from half a year ago, Li Laogou half a year ago.He didn't know anything about the urban area at all, and the bastards in the urban area basically didn't understand him at all. He did it purely with enthusiasm.But today, Mr. Li already has quite a reputation in the urban area, and he has also found out the situation in the urban area. But even though Mr. Li already has a certain status in the world, his behavior style is basically the same as before, and he is still reckless. Ever since they borrowed a tricycle from an acquaintance, Mr. Li and others regarded it as an important means of transportation and borrowed it from them for a long time.Because Li Laogou and others are still very poor, they cannot guarantee a bicycle for each person. Now that they have this tricycle, it is so good that many people can ride together.It's better than ten or so pairs of yellow rubber shoes kicking across the river together.

That night, after get off work, the bloody tricycle stopped at the gate of Feng Erzi's place.Li Laozhu and others were exactly the same as half a year ago, standing at the gate of Feng's son's factory and waiting for Feng Erzi.But they waited and waited, but they didn't wait for Feng Erzi, which made Li Laozhu and others very annoyed. When it was confirmed that Feng Erzi hadn't come to work, it was already past 8:00 in the evening. Mr. Li put flowers on the stick: "Find Erzi Feng for me! If you can't find anyone, don't go home! Everyone, everyone, find me."

Then Mr. Li pointed at Huang Zhonghua and said, "Yes, and you, you ride this tricycle and go to Feng Erzi's house to collect the trash. You can see if he is at home." Huang Zhonghua had a bitter look on his face: "Feng Erzi and I have seen each other several times, and we know each other. Why should I go to his house to collect the trash?" Among the bastards in the western suburbs, there are indeed too many people who have the temperament of collecting rags, and you can find a group of them by just looking around, so don't worry about it. In the middle of the night, no one found Erzi Feng, and they all returned to Old Stick Li.

Many people get the same news: "It's really easy to find Feng Erzi, because now Feng Erzi rides a bicycle all day long on the street, although I don't know what he wants to do every day, but as long as he is in the city every day. No matter how many prosperous places in the district are waiting, they will definitely be able to wait for Feng Erzi." Old Stick Li said: "Okay, then let's go to Zhuanpan Street and wait tomorrow! If Erzi Feng wants to go to the street, he must pass there." The next day was Sunday, early in the morning, Mr. Li and others went to Zhuanpan Street.The so-called turntable street means that there is a big turntable in the middle of a crossroad. If Feng Erzi wants to enter the city from the east, he must take this road. Mr. Li waited for a group of people dressed as peasants to ride a tricycle and plant a few pickaxes on the ground. It was too eye-catching to guard around the turntable street. Mr. Li and the others didn't care at all, a group of seven or eight people, bathing in the morning sun, smoking dry cigarettes, seemed extraordinarily comfortable.It never occurred to them that Erzi Feng was looking for them every day when he went to the street.The group of them had too big a goal. Surrounding Zhuanpan Street was like sitting on the rostrum during a meeting, while Feng Erzi, who rode a bicycle to the street by himself, was like an ordinary audience at the meeting.There are so many people coming and going on the street in the early morning of Sunday, who can notice the audience in the audience from the podium? Feng Erzi saw a group of strange-looking people at the turntable from a distance, so he slowed down the speed of the car.Take a closer look: yes, this group of people are the western suburban bastards he has been thinking about day and night. There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.Originally, I wanted to defeat them one by one, but now, they gathered together and waited for their own cooking! Feng Erzi watched from a distance for another two minutes, and found that they seemed to have no intention of leaving for the time being.In fact, the bastards in the western suburbs also brought a few picks, but they were all placed in the flower pond of the big turntable, and Erzi Feng didn't see them.Feng Erzi felt that they came shopping with bare hands, how could such a great opportunity be missed?Feng Erzi turned the front of his bicycle and pedaled hard. When he passed by Zhang Yiling's and Yang Fan's homes, he called them together. "Second son, what's the matter, so urgent?" Yang Fan asked. "I ran into enemies. If they didn't break my brother's hand, my brother would definitely not die." "Then we must seek revenge from them!!" Yang Fan said. "Actually, this matter might become a big deal. In fact, I don't want to find you, for fear of hurting you. However, this is the last time to trouble you." "We are brothers, don't say such polite words." Indeed, bastards generally demand loyalty, while poets are more emotional and more loyal. The three of them went back to Feng Erzi's house to get the gun.When I went out, I happened to see Chen Baige with a big belly. "Second brother, what are you doing?" "Let's go exercise and exercise." "No, your eyes are wrong!" Chen Baige grabbed Feng Erzi's handlebar. "There's nothing wrong, Baige, don't stop us." "Is it so urgent to exercise? Let's chat for a while before leaving." "We have an appointment, really, don't stop us." Feng Erzi was anxious. "Ask someone to fight!" Chen Baige was about to cry. She had seen Dong Batian, brother and others fight too much since she was a child. Just by looking at the aura of Feng Erzi and the three of them, she knew that they must be Go out and fight with people. "No, really not." Feng Erzi began to snap Chen Baige's fingers. Today's opportunity is really hard to miss. Those western suburban bastards who fought with his brother on the bridge are all gathered together, and they seem to be unarmed. Such a good opportunity is fleeting, how can we miss it? Before Feng Erzi broke it too hard, Chen Baige let go of his hand, tears streaming down his face: "Second brother, be careful." "Don't worry!" Feng Erri got on the car and left. Chen Baige was still standing there in a daze, weeping quietly. "Baige, I'm sorry!" Feng Erzi shouted back on his bicycle. Chen Baige forced a smile, wiped away tears, turned and left. When Feng Erzi and others pedaled their bicycles to the turntable, they saw Li Laogou and others continuing to bask in the sun.It may be because the weather is so good, these bastards in the western suburbs are already drowsy. Feng Erzi pays attention to tactics. Not only did he carry a pistol, but he also carried an army of bricks on his back. "Did you see, the one in front with the gauze wrapped eyes is the leader among them, let's pierce him first!" After Feng Erzi finished speaking, he got off the bicycle and handed Zhang Yiling and Yang Fan a brick. The eyes of the gangsters in the western suburbs were lame enough. When Feng Erzi and the others were 15 or 6 meters away from them, they still didn't see Feng Erzi, and they were still smoking a cigarette and basking in the sun. Suddenly, they heard a tanned young man running towards them at high speed, and shouted: "Prick me!", and then several bricks flew towards them almost at the same time. The bastards in the western suburbs all stood up reflexively at the same time, all at a loss.Only Mr. Li was still calm, and he took out a pickaxe from the flower pond on the turntable. At this time, Feng Erzi and the other three had already killed them, and the three men with guns were almost standing. In a row, they stabbed at Old Li at the same time. Li Laozhu sideways dodged Feng Erzi's first shot, and used a pickaxe to block the second shot, but he couldn't dodge Yang Fan's third shot.The gun hit Li Laozhu's arm heavily.After such a blow to the arm of an ordinary person, it is time to let go of the hand holding the pick handle.But Mr. Li is really not an ordinary person.Old Li, who was in severe pain, gritted his teeth and swung a pickaxe on Feng Erzi's shoulder.Mr. Li's pickaxe is a sharp pickaxe, and this pickaxe digs into Feng Erzi's shoulder by at least 10 centimeters. Feng Erzi's ability to endure pain is also extremely strong, and he shot back with another shot, which pierced Old Li's thigh.Mr. Li knew that he might die here, and since he was going to die, he would take a back.At this time, Old Stick Li didn't care whether someone else's pistol hit him at all, he just wanted to watch Feng Erzi do it alone, and he would die.He struck Feng Erzi again with another pickaxe. If Feng Erzi hadn't raised his pistol to block it, this pickaxe would have killed Feng Erzi directly.But even if Feng Erzi blocked a block, he almost passed out with the pickaxe. Zhang Yiling's attack was far worse than Feng Erzi and Yang Fan's. The gun was originally a tool for killing people, but in his hands, he never dared to stab it at the fatal place. On the arm of Old Li's stick.Mr. Li sticks another pick, and planed at Erzi Feng's head. Erzi Feng dodges, and stabs another gun into Mr. Li's thigh. At this time, the bastards in the western suburbs also calmed down.He also picked up the pickaxe in his hand and planed towards Feng Erzi and the other three.I saw Feng Erzi and the others took a few steps back in a calm manner, still standing in a row, and the guns in their hands were all aimed at each other again! Feng Erzi and the three of them actually changed the formation!Mr. Li and his local hooligans have enjoyed fighting since they were young, but when have they ever seen a fight and even lined up? ! Several guns are thrust forward at the same time, just like a super chariot!Who dare not hide? ! Although these three people didn't shout slogans like "1, 2, 3, Zha!", their movements were indeed extremely uniform.The bastards in the western suburbs all retreated and hid, while Feng Erzi and the other three moved forward at almost the same pace, and rushed out at the same time.The bastards in the western suburbs hid back again. Although no one was stabbed again, they were extremely embarrassed. After all, the bastards in the western suburbs had rich experience in actual combat, so they quickly discovered the biggest weakness of Feng Erzi's formation: as long as they attacked them from behind, their formation would be in chaos. After all, there are nearly 10 bastards in the western suburbs, while Feng Erzi and the others only have three.Although Feng Erzi and the others had advanced weapons, two fists were no match for four hands.The bastards from the western suburbs dispersed and began to surge up from all directions in the west. I saw Feng Erzi and the others took their time, and immediately changed their formation, from an offensive formation to a defensive formation. The three of them were back to back, forming an iron triangle, and they still barged fiercely. It turned out that Feng Erzi and the three of them practiced not only how to tie in the park, they also practiced countless formations!Be tactical! But having said that, the pickaxe really restrains the spear.Because the length of the pickaxe is about the same as that of a spear, and it is much heavier to swing than a spear, as long as the person who swings the pick is a person of great strength, then the person holding the spear may only be able to parry.Other people might not have much effect on wielding the pickaxe, but this group of bastards in the western suburbs are all farmers, and they are all very skilled in wielding the pickaxe.In just a dozen seconds, although Feng Erzi and the others were not seriously injured, they were obviously overwhelmed. I saw Feng Erzi yelling: "Come on!" The three of them rushed side by side in the direction where they had just placed their bicycles.Although there were a lot of bastards in the western suburbs, they dispersed in a circle after all.Feng Erzi and the other three concentrated their superior forces and quickly broke through from one side. During the process of breaking through, Feng Erzi and Yang Fan each turned over one.It was Huang Zhonghua who was overthrown by Feng Erzi. After the three broke through, the bastard from the western suburbs chased him up from behind, and Erzi Feng shouted, "Turn back!" Feng Erzi and the three of them suddenly turned their carbine guns, turned their heads together and rushed towards the bastards in the western suburbs.The bastards in the western suburbs were immediately rushed to pieces and fled in all directions. Feng Erzi shouted again: "Go!" The three of them turned around at the same time, ran to the bicycle, picked up the bicycle, pedaled and ran, and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant. Feng Erzi and the three of them are bastards fighting?This is simply well-trained cavalry fighting peasants!Feng Erzi and the three of them all have relatively high cultural literacy, and their tactical literacy is quite high.Li Laozhu and his group of local hooligans learned their experience from daily street fights, but Feng Erzi and his three learned their experience from ancient Chinese military tactics.Can this effect be the same? Since it was Sunday, there were a lot of pedestrians on the street, and they all witnessed the bloody battle on Zhuanpan Street with their own eyes.Everyone was dumbfounded at the superb tactical skills of Feng Erzi and others.After entering the era of peace, how many people can witness such a bloody battle? ! Within a few nights, Feng Erzi and others were rumored to be miraculous.What's more, they gave the combination of the three of them a bloody name: the gun team! Feng Erzi only used this one to establish a considerable status in the world.Although his elder brother Dong Batian is powerful, he is still a street hooligan after all.And Feng Erzi, a real psychopath, is simply a character possessed by the soul of an ancient general! Let me ask, in those days, who would dare to fight with such a well-trained gang? !