mtl008 Chapter 259 Who to Stop
Chapter 259 Who to Stop
Ning Yuan had an idea in his mind, and when he turned around to look, it was true!
The young man whose face was swollen by the fat man four or five hours ago came back with a large number of people.
The boy stood next to a young man of medium build but strong build and pointed in the direction of Ning Yuan and the others.
Fatty Fan, Zhong Yuemin, Zou Cheng and his buddies all heard the noise.
They all stopped eating their rations, stood up together, and quickly took out various short knives, scrapers and other tools from their bags.
"Hey, I'm really fucking s---! Last time you came to disturb my sleep, and this time you came to disturb my meal! You're deliberately trying to make things difficult for me, right? I'm not going to eat today, fucking s---! No one is allowed to put down their knife until they've stabbed ten or eight of them!"
Fatty Fan ate so fast that he almost choked. He quickly drank some water to smooth his appetite, then slammed the table, stood up and started cursing!
There's nothing I can do about it. The fat guy only has two hobbies, eating and sleeping, and these bastards have messed up everything.
This temper can no longer be suppressed.
A large group of young people came to the door of the carriage. They were all from Jinnan and got on the train. It was so crowded that it was impossible to see how many people were at the back.
However, Ning Yuan and his buddies did not show any signs of fear. Instead, they gathered in the aisle with strange cries and swords in hand, facing the group of young men from southern Shanxi who came to cause trouble.
Fatty Fan pushed through the crowd and moved to the front of the group with a knife in hand.
Ning Yuan greeted the tall and strong young man from northern Shanxi named Qiao, drew out his dagger and walked towards the front of the crowd.
"Fuck you! Come on, brother, whoever moved me just now, stand over here, I'm going to fucking kill him!!"
The fierce young man, who was not too tall and had a stocky build, pulled out a rusty medium-sized axe from his back and shouted fiercely at the young men from the Sijiu City who were gathered in front of him.
"Fuck you, that one? Come here, Fatty, let me take a look. You're going to kill me!"
The fat man pushed away the people in front of him, raised his knife, and rushed forward to meet the axe of the sturdy young man and cursed.
"Look at you! Can you use an axe?"
The sturdy young man from southern Shanxi looked the fat man up and down, then nodded. He didn't respond, but instead looked at the young man next to him with a swollen face from being beaten and asked.
"It was this fat guy who did it, wasn't it?"
The young man nodded, his eyes filled with hatred.
When the fat man saw the swollen round face that was almost bigger than him, his anger subsided a little.
"Hey, you actually brought people to look for me, your fat grandpa? Okay, you're pretty brave! But, I told you when I let you go, if I see you again, it won't be just a few slaps!"
"Well, Fatty, don't tell me that our alliance won't leave you any room. If you just follow me now, I won't make things difficult for you brothers!"
The sturdy young man from southern Shanxi interrupted the fat man, glanced at the people behind the fat man, and didn't take them seriously. He raised the axe and said to Fatty Fan.
"Hey, you're so arrogant even though you're so small! Come on, give someone a hard time and let me see you do that!"
Before the fat man could respond, Zhong Yuemin, who had come up from behind him, chuckled and said disdainfully.
"Okay! Oh my god!"
The sturdy young man wielded the axe and chopped at Fatty Fan.
Fatty Fan was always on guard, but he had his buddies behind him, so he couldn't hide. He could only move forward, draw his knife and stab at the chest.
Risking life? Who's afraid of whom?
Zhong Yuemin was standing next to the fat man. Of course he couldn't just watch the fat man get hit like that, so he kicked him directly.
The actions of the three people were almost all effective, but none of them were to the degree that they were satisfied with.
The axe that was originally aimed at the fat man's head was kicked off course by Zhong Yuemin, and only pierced the fat man's arm.
The fat man originally wanted to stab the grandson's chest with his knife, but because Zhong Yuemin kicked him back two steps, the knife didn't penetrate the chest and only left a bloody gash on his chest.
Since neither side was fatal, they continued to fight. The dozens of young men behind them were already excited.
Above the train aisle were arms waving all kinds of knives, axes and sharp blades.
At this point, Ning Yuan no longer cared about being exposed or not.
This is a head-on confrontation in a narrow aisle, and no matter how good your skills are, you can't use them.
Fatty and Yuemin were both at the front. If anything went wrong, both of them would have to explain on the spot.
So, Ning Yuan took out his pistol and loaded it directly.
Just as he was about to raise his gun, he was shocked to find that the young man from northern Shanxi, to whom he had just given a few pancakes, actually jumped over from beside the seat.
Then he shouted at the sturdy young man.
"Gao Zhuang! Stop it right there!"
The sturdy young man who was ready to kill stopped subconsciously when he heard his own name and looked in the direction where the shout came from.
However, he paused, but Fatty Zhong Yuemin and the others did not stop.
The two men stabbed the sturdy young man with the short knives and triangular scrapers in their hands.
The young man who was slapped several times by the fat man turned sideways in a hurry and rushed in front of the sturdy young man, blocking the two knives with one arm.
The sturdy young man was called Gao Zhuang. After turning around and seeing this scene, he ignored Qiao Wanlong's call and turned the axe to chop the fat man and Zhong Yuemin.
"Don't move! Don't do it!"
Qiao Wanlong jumped between Zhong Yuemin and Gao Zhuang, and then held Gao Zhuang down.
Zhong Yuemin and the fat man also recognized that this young man was the one who had been standing in the aisle next to their seats.
"Third brother, what are you going to do? Even if Wanshan and Wanlin were here, they wouldn't dare to stop you!"
After Gao Zhuang was pinned down by Qiao Wanlong, although he was still shouting, the axe he had raised had already dropped gently.
"What are you talking about? If you have the guts, go and say it again in front of my elder and second brothers!"
When Qiao Wanlong heard Gao Zhuang dare to say this, his face darkened.
He is the youngest of the three brothers in the Qiao family.
Gao Zhuang glanced at Qiao Wanlong, but still managed to break free from his arms and hands.
That's right, he originally came to avenge his subordinates, but now instead of taking revenge, he was stabbed twice on the arm because he blocked the knife for him.
He brought so many young people here, and he couldn't explain himself in any way!
"Third brother, if it weren't for you just now, this brother wouldn't have been hit by those two blows. With these guys urging me today, I'm definitely going to get him!"
"Bullshit! I've been in this car the whole time, how could I not know why they were beaten?"
Qiao Wanlong saw that Ning Yuan had a gun in his hand, so he rushed over hurriedly after hearing the familiar voice.
However, it seemed that this tall and strong man was not grateful. After asking the two young men behind him to grab Qiao Wanlong, he raised the axe towards the fat man and others in front of him.
However, this time he didn't have time to swing his weapon, as a pistol was thrust out from the front of him, pointed directly at his head!
(Not approved yet!!! "Little Tiger"
"Come on!" "Don't lose face!"
“Hey!!! Tian Wenjing!!!
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