Chapter 52 Miraculous Turn

Rooster hesitated for a moment and then answered bravely, "Brother Hong, this guy used to be Hong Jie's younger brother."

"Zhang Weihong's Hongjie?" Brother Hong frowned slightly, then turned his head to look at the entrance of the alley, and spoke slowly, "Forget it, we don't have time, knock him out and take him away."

He said he didn't have time, but his movements were very leisurely. At first glance, you could tell that he was a master with excellent mental quality who had experienced big things.

Liu Shuming couldn't help it long ago. When he heard Brother Hong's words, he stepped forward and slapped Feng Jun in the face.

How about saying that he was looked down upon? Ya is really worthless, he looks tall and thick, and he seems to be able to hit people. He actually slaps people in the face, which really makes him feel like a high school student.

Feng Jun dodged, pulled out a thumb-thick piece of rebar from behind, and smashed it down hard.

With a muffled sound of "Boom", Liu Shuming's body swayed and he lay limply on the ground.

Rooster was stunned when he saw this. Not counting the student who was following them, there were seven strong men on their side. Who would have thought that the other party would dare to resist when they were blocked in a dead end?

Moreover, he really couldn't imagine how the other party could conjure a piece of rebar that was a foot and a half long like a magic trick.

Unfortunately, he would be in a daze, but Feng Jun would not.

Feng Jun jumped forward and smashed the rebar in his hand on his head.

Rooster is not too incompetent. He wears a finger tiger on his hand. Although he knows that his hand will suffer a lot if the finger tiger is hard on the rebar, but he can't let the other party smash it down, can he?

He moved aside his head, raised his hand and punched the rebar. This was a side blow, which could effectively protect his fingers. If he was lucky enough, his fingers might only be swollen for a few days.

However, at this moment, the rebar in Feng Jun's hand drew a strange arc and hit his thigh hard. He staggered and fell to the ground.

When Feng Jun was changing his moves, because he leaned forward, his center of gravity was lowered, allowing him to pass the knife thrown by a gangster. Almost at the same time, he raised his leg and kicked the gangster over.

Brother Hong and his group were a little dumbfounded when they saw this. They came out this time and didn't expect the idea to be so tricky.

There are absolutely no shortage of extremely vicious people among the guys who came into contact with the detonators, but this time they came to block people in the busy city. The People's Market is a bustling area that Zheng Yang can count, with a huge flow of people.

In this kind of situation, it is suitable to engage in some robberies, such as trading detonators, but at the same time, this kind of place must not engage in large-scale warfare. Once something goes wrong, it will definitely attract great attention from the police. .

So when they came out, they didn't bring anything with them. At most they only had a few small knives. Not to mention trolls, even machetes were not suitable.

But how could they have imagined that the other party was carrying nearly two feet of rebar with him?

Rebar is really suitable for fighting. Apart from being a bit irritating, it has no other disadvantages. Even if it is against a machete, as long as you parry it properly, rebar will definitely have the upper hand.

Just like the little gangster just now, when he saw Feng Jun holding the rebar, he knew that the knife in his hand was useless and would not be easy to get close to, so he threw it directly.

And Feng Jun's combat effectiveness was also quite impressive. Two of them were scrapped and one was knocked over on the spot.

Brother Hong has also experienced strong winds and waves. Although he was a little surprised, he did not panic. He waved his hand and said, "Suppress him."

This means using human sandbags. This is an effective method for group fights at any time. Even the police like to use this method to arrest criminals.

Although the opponent has rebar in his hand, it is only a blunt weapon. If you try to hit him hard and hold his arm, no matter how strong you are, it will be useless.

The three gangsters jumped up and rushed forward. One of them had a knife in his hand, but he didn't even take it out.

However, they rushed forward faster and retreated even faster. Someone yelled and fell backwards, trembling all over.

Feng Jun held the rebar in his left hand, but at some point, he pulled out a stun gun in his right hand.

The stun gun appeared so strangely that it knocked down two gangsters.

With the soft popping sound, the blue arc of electricity kept flowing in front of the stun gun, looking particularly dazzling in the dim alley.

"Nah," Brother Hong's mouth twitched. This guy is really well prepared. In addition to the rebar necessary for fighting, he also has a stun gun?

But at this time, he still didn't panic. He just snorted coldly, "Boy, I'll give you one last chance..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jun had already rushed over and kicked him sideways.

Brother Hong's skills are not very good. He mainly relies on his ruthlessness to get ahead in the world.

However, he could still dodge this level of side kick.

However, just as he dodged the side kick, the opponent's leg made a strange arc and turned into a sweep. ,

Then, he was hit in the hip bone, and he felt a burst of force. He couldn't help but stumbled to the side, and almost fell down.

But before he could stabilize his body, he saw a dark object hitting the door in front of him.

This time, he could no longer dodge, and was kicked hard by Feng Jun, causing blood to flow from his mouth and nose.

"Nima, this man's skills are really weird!" he thought dizzily.

When he woke up a little and looked around, he saw that Hao Xuan burst into tears. Except for him, the remaining six people were all knocked to the ground.

At this moment, a siren sounded outside the alley, and a mobile police car had already driven over, blocking the alley.

This is good, no one can run away.

Brother Hong is actually unwilling to meet the police because he has a criminal record. Although the boss he relies on now has a relatively good life in Zhengyang, it still costs favors for the boss to come forward to recruit people.

The two policemen got out of the car and took a look and immediately recognized the person, "Rooster... what are you doing?"

"Ouch," the rooster lay on the ground, hugging his thigh and cried heartbreakingly, "my leg... my leg is broken."

Another policeman saw Brother Hong trying to escape and pointed with his finger, "Stop, you look familiar to me."

Brother Hong wiped the blood from his mouth and nose and replied nonchalantly, "I just happened to be passing by. What happened here has nothing to do with me."

"Nah," the policeman laughed angrily, "In all my years as a policeman, this is the first time I have seen such a tragic passing... I'm warning you, be honest!"

Not long after, another police car arrived. Everyone went forward to check and found that the rooster's leg bone might indeed be broken, and that one guy might even have a fractured skull.

Needless to say, the injured were sent to the hospital first, and then the police investigated on site to find out what happened.

Brother Hong and the others certainly didn't dare say that they were investigating the detonator. This thing was taboo and could not be touched, so they insisted that a few of them passed by the alley and came in to urinate, but they were attacked by the other party.

Even if you say this to coax ghosts, they won't believe it. Of course the police know it, and there is something else in it, "He attacked seven of you grown men alone... Do you think we police officers are all idiots?"

As a result, the gangsters insisted that this was the case.

The policeman pointed at Feng Jun and said, "Come on, tell me...by the way, what's in that bag?"

"In the bag, there are just some stones and the like," Feng Jun spread his hands and answered frankly.

Of course the police refused to believe it, so they stepped forward to open the bag and shined a bright flashlight on it.

Seeing a policeman who was checking with a cigarette in his mouth, Brother Hong and others subconsciously took two steps back - they would explode.

The policemen looked through the bag and found that it was indeed some stones and soil. They put the matter aside for the time being and asked Feng Jun, "Why did they block you?"

"They said robbery," Feng Jun put his hands into his pants pockets.

A policeman immediately raised his hand and pointed, and stretched his other hand to his waist, "Don't move, what are you going to do?"

Feng Jun immediately raised his hands and pouted at his pants pocket, "I have 40,000 yuan in my pocket."

A policeman stepped forward, raised his hand and patted his pants. He felt that there was indeed a thick pile on his pants, so he mouthed, "Take it out."

Feng Jun put his hands in his pockets again and took out four stacks of red banknotes.

Several police officers exchanged glances. In today's society, 40,000 yuan is not too much. Most people can afford it, but carrying 40,000 yuan with you is a big deal.

A policeman asked aloud, "What do you do with so much money?"

"Is it a lot?" Feng Jun glanced at him, UU read www.uukanshu.net "Not much, right?"

The policeman was choked to death. Damn, what was we asking, and what was your answer?

Another police officer snorted coldly, "Okay, we know you have money. We don't need to show it off. We're just asking you, what are you doing with so much money?"

Feng Jun still spread his hands and replied with a smile, "I really don't think this money is a lot."

The policeman suddenly choked, "You have a lot of money, right? How much money do you have? Three hundred million, or five hundred million?"

The other policemen sneered, taking advantage of a master worth three to five billion, he would never look like this.

"Not much," Feng Jun replied with a playful smile, and then raised his phone, "There are more than two million in the stock market."

He wasn't showing off, he was just showing off his wealth to scare others - these days, rich people are usually hard to mess with.

Hearing this, the policeman sneered disdainfully, "More than two million? I still think I'm a billionaire."

Although the words didn't sound good, this person didn't say anything anymore - his words were just a blow to the other party's arrogance.

Being able to put more than two million into the stock market is really a lot.

Another policeman asked calmly, "You mean, they are planning to rob you of your money?"

"I don't know about that, maybe, they shouted robbery," Feng Jun spread his hands and looked at the other party helplessly, "It's up to you to judge."

He stuffed 40,000 yuan into his pocket. He must have wanted to pin a charge on the other party. However, in many cases, things should be done in moderation. If he decided on his own initiative, wouldn't the police have nothing to do?

The key is that labeling someone randomly can easily arouse the resentment of the police.

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