Chapter 15 (1/2)

In the crowd of onlookers, with a cry, they were pushed away.

More than ten young people poured in, one by one with a sense of evil spirit.

”Brother Peng.”

With the shouts in unison, coupled with the steel pipes carried by more than ten young people, some timid owners and workers left quickly and did not dare to be a gourd eater here.

…………

Zhang depeng, who stepped back a few steps, stopped.

”Pooh!”

He spits hard. Facing the zombie uncle who is urgent in stride, Zhang depeng laughs fiercely.

If we want to monopolize such a large community, it's impossible for us to have only a few younger brothers. Does the other side think that they have only such a few people? It's so naive.

These days, fighting is not a big man, it is the young people who are really cruel.

Young, hot blooded, impulsive, doing things without the brain, regardless of the consequences. This kind of person is the most terrible.

These young people did not get married and had children. Everything was elegant. As long as they had money, it was very common for them to fight. Compared with Gu Qianwei's subordinates who have families, these young talents are the dependence of Zhang depeng.

Seeing the arrival of his subordinate younger brother, Zhang depeng's spirit soared to the sky.

Lu Chuan's eyes narrowed, but in the dark, uncle zombie stopped, and Guo Zheng and they also released their hands.

More than ten young people surrounded Lu Chuan and several of them without Zhang depeng's command.

”Kill him and dare to play wild here.”

”This boy is tough enough. Hit him.”

”Dare to bully brother Peng, he is looking for death.”

”The old man was hanged by his birthday.”

Young people have a look of indignation on their faces, and they are waving their arms with steel pipes. Under the courage of many people, they are eager to try.

”Arrogant ah, why not arrogant?”

Zhang depeng, who thinks that he is the winner, goes to Lu Chuan.

However, uncle zombie was lying in front of Zhang depeng and took out a fruit knife from his pocket without expression.

Zhang depeng's face changed and subconsciously stepped back, staring at the corpse uncle.

More than a dozen young people were more excited when they saw the knife. They used long steel pipes and were afraid of each other's small fruit knife? They are not afraid to make things big. Only in this way can they stimulate and show their heroes.

Uncle zombie ignored Zhang depeng's backward movement, holding the fruit knife, but without hesitation, inserted it into his thigh.

”Grass!”

Zhang depeng and more than a dozen young people are almost staring out of their eyes.

Special, the other side in self mutilation?

Uncle Zombie's power, its straight-line thinking, no flexibility, 100% execution of Lu Chuan's instructions, this knife is also 100% power, the result is that this 20 cm fruit knife, directly inserted into the handle.

Zombie uncle's thigh, directly through, exposed the tip of the knife.

The melon eating masses, composed of owners and workers, are also staring out with their eyes wide open and staring at the knife.

Through the thighs, how hard is it to do this?

But

Uncle Zombie's face, as always, there is no expression, cold and cold.

It's like It's like this knife is not inserted into one's own thigh, but someone else's thigh.

Without waiting for people to come back to their senses, uncle zombie pulled out the fruit knife again, bringing a gushing blood, which made the place bloody. It was ferocious and made people feel cold.

”Gulu...”

Some timid people couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, which was really shocking.

”Poof!”

Without waiting for their reaction, it was the knife rising and falling again. Uncle zombie inserted another knife into another thigh, which also directly penetrated the thigh.

”My God!”