Chapter 297

"Mlgb, little boy B, come here. I don't care about my brothers today. Don't stop anyone. Don't you want to be a hero. Don't hide. Come out and see my king's law."

With that, he rushed towards the urban management brigade in three or two steps.

And the young men behind brother Qingpi rushed to him as soon as they saw his little brother.

This led the shop owners who were already nervous behind them to rush out subconsciously.

The shovel and crowbar were falling down on the group of city management personnel.

But how can these urban management and law enforcement officers sit and die?

The batons in their hands were not vegetarian, but they turned against the enemy.

Only Lao Fu, who was pushed to the wall, was slightly bitter. What's this called? He didn't see Gu Zheng go out with weapons today.

The baton was left on the table by him.

The reason why Gu Zheng doesn't want to take it is also very simple. Temporary workers are equipped with this. Sometimes it's really no different from security guards.

But for Gu Zheng now, it is extremely dangerous.

He looked left and right at the periphery of this clean shop, but he couldn't even find a weapon.

But before he could figure out how to help his colleagues, he suddenly found that there were several figures secretly following him to take pictures at the root of the wall.

Comrade Xiao Cong is now nervously shouting at the camera screen, broadcasting this sudden social fight in the style of a sports announcer.

"Viewers in front of the TV, I'm XiaoCong, a reporter of the social channel. Now I'm broadcasting a fight against law enforcement in xiaomenhong wholesale market."

"You can see from the camera that the two teams entangled in resistance are the field law enforcement personnel of Fengtai urban management brigade and the young and middle-aged resistance team spontaneously composed of the owners of Xiaohongmen commercial street."

"Their two teams are extremely disproportionate in terms of equipment allocation and personnel quantity."

"Take the two leaders, the captain of the urban management brigade and brother Qingpi, the peddler, who are fighting on the front line."

"First of all, in terms of personal quality and physical ability, two people are not at the same weight level."

"According to my visual observation, the player who is holding up the watermelon knife to cut the captain is a heavyweight player with a height of more than 1.85 meters and a weight of 80 kilograms."

"But what about the captain who is struggling to resist with a plastic baton? His height is only about 1.75 meters and his weight is thin. It is estimated that he is a lightweight player."

"With such a wide proportion of conditions, even the captain, how flexible can he be in the process of resisting violent personnel."

"But as long as no one can cooperate with it, there is only one final end, that is, being cut to the ground by the other party's big knife after being exhausted!"

"Oh, my God! What did I see! The green elder brother's chop just now was an improper emergency for the captain, and he fell sideways to the ground!"

"Oh, my God! Human tragedy is about to happen. Revolutionary martyrs can't sacrifice in vain. Oh, my God, why should they be so cruel!"

"Earth, please give me a hero to save the dilemma!"

"My reporter, Xiao Cong, is going to be a brave warrior to save the captain from the enemy's butcher's knife!"

I don't know what you think. Anyway, the two big men who are fighting hard are not much uncomfortable under reporter Cong's explanation.

In fact, the soles of the feet of the urban management brigade slipped, and there was no credit for the reporter's explanation.

So when he said he was going to be brave, the reporter Gao behind him was frightened and nuzui in front of the camera: "XiaoCong, go be brave, that man is coming."

Wait for XiaoCong to turn his head and take a closer look, isn't it?

That big brother Qingpi didn't cut the captain who was one step away from him, but walked straight towards him with a watermelon knife.

While walking away, he scolded: "shit! He's chirping like a duck. I can't even lift the knife. Didn't you just say you want to practice with me? Come here and be a hero!"

He banged twice on his leg with the back of his knife, which was ready for cutting melons and vegetables for a while.

At this time, the small clump, viewed from the perspective of the high photographer, was so tall that he straightened his back and didn't move a bit under the soles of his feet.

Like a fighter, facing the painful life and the coming crushing of evil forces.

But only the party XiaoCong knew that he was scared silly.

I saw a four finger wide machete and cut it straight at his face door. He didn't even have the idea of dodging resistance. His legs were soft!

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, a golden object was obliquely inserted from the side, a rung was pushed and pulled, and then a diagonal was lifted and pressed down. Unexpectedly, it was dangerous and dangerous to pin the machete aside, resolving a bloody tragedy.

It was Gu Zheng who helped.

The photographer Gao, who was responsible for shooting in the rear, quickly glued the lens to the hero who fell from the sky.

I saw the person in the camera waving his weapon and hitting the other party between blocks. There was no power to fight back.

Big green skin changed from the violent person to the passive one.

But the weapon in the other party's hand, like one with eyes, can always hit the place that his watermelon knife can't parry.

The skin on Da Qingpi's body was painfully beaten and occasionally stabbed by a stick. It was also very coincidental that it was a place that could make him angry or uncomfortable.

But it was strange that there was no bleeding.

Just when Da Qingpi was still wondering, Lao Gao in the shooting process couldn't help being happy with the scene he recorded, and his face turned red.

It turned out that Gu Zheng, who was not armed, could not hide in a corner like the old Fu. He was too timid.

When he looked around to see if there were any bricks on the ground, he was attracted by a basket behind the door of a shop.

This should be a shop selling children's toys.

Most of the toys inserted in the basket are cheap simple children's toys.

There is a bundle in the big basket at the door, which is similar to Sun Wukong's golden cudgel and Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue knife.

When Gu Zheng noticed them and held one of them in his hand, he was relieved.

Because this is a solid weapon, especially Qinglong Yanyue Dao. I don't know what metal was mixed in when casting. The weight is not light when starting.

With this kind of thing, it's not a sharp weapon. Even if it's pulled on these people's heads, no one will say anything.

So now the situation in the venue has become that Gu Zheng, alone, wields a knife and a stick in one hand, dancing like a tiger down the mountain.

After the crackling routine, the opponent's big brother Qingpi loosened his wrist and was pulled down by Gu Zheng!

As the leading brother of a team, he was drawn like this. The younger brothers who followed him naturally couldn't let him go!

"Asshole! Brother, we're here to help you!"

Several young and strong young men, regardless of entanglement with the urban management team opposite him, copied weapons one after another and surrounded Gu Zheng.

Since Gu Zheng rescued him and a backward kicker woke him up from his dementia, XiaoCong on one side found that being courageous is really not something that ordinary people can do.

He ran out of the scuffle circle in three steps and two steps, and honestly explained that he couldn't get out of the camera by the wall.

"You can see from the camera that this brave urban management team member has now fallen into a very dangerous situation."

"During this meeting, five or six armed mobs were surrounded."

"Compared with the shovels and iron sticks in their hands, the toy weapon in the hands of the urban management at this time looks so weak."

"But our people's urban management team, Gu Zheng, is right. If you watched the column of our channel 6 in front of the TV yesterday, the audience can see that this is the athlete of the urban management team who won the championship in the marathon yesterday."

"He is now facing the biggest crisis in his urban management work."

"Oh, my God! These shameless people moved. Under the command of that shameless big brother, they rushed to Gu Zheng alone!"

"Oh, no! The comrades of the surrounding urban management brigade are ready to start moving closer to Comrade Gu Zheng and help their teammates!"

Photographer Gao quickly followed the commentary to the crowd with the most conflicts on the other side, and then heard reporter Cong's scream.

"Oh! God! The rescue intentions of the colleagues of the city management team were discovered by the traders. They stopped every member's movements with shovel."

"Now that the proportion of people is seriously unbalanced, Comrade Gu Zheng only has the road of self-reliance to go! Let's turn the camera to Gu Zheng again!"

Photographer Gao quickly turned the camera back.

A dramatic scene happened.

"God, what do I see? I can't believe my eyes."

"Now these seven people have fallen into a melee regiment."

"The surrounding siege personnel formed a siege, and all kinds of weapons fell towards Gu Zheng in the center like raindrops."

"But please look! Comrade Gu Zheng in the middle looks as usual. Two gorgeous weapons dance like an invisible net, blocking all attacks outside his own defense circle."

"Ow!"

"God, what did I see? Gu Zheng took advantage of a gap in the other player to directly chop Qinglong Yanyue knife on brother Qingpi's face!"

"My God! Brother Qingpi is the first person to fall with his face covered!"

"Oh!"

"No! It's not the most amazing thing. In the electric light and flint room, the two brothers distracted by brother Qingpi's tragic defeat now cover their crotch and fall down!"

"What happened! Who will tell me! With my 600 degree high myopia, I didn't see it at all."

"Maybe we can only see it in the lens playback in front of the TV in the future."

"God! When I explained this strange phenomenon with the audience in front of the TV, I didn't expect that even the remaining three people were solved by Gu Zheng at one go."

"This time, we didn't miss it! In the scream of the people, the three people were solved by two side splits and a flying kick."

"Looking at this posture, I seem to see the legendary Wulin master."

"The record of one to six in all kinds of novels is actually recorded by us in reality! It's really shocking!"

"Wait, Comrade Gu Zheng moved. He came to the captain and said a few words. Alas? Why did he turn his head and wave to me?"

Gu Zheng, who had been annoyed by reporter Cong, waved to Uncle Fu: "uncle, hurry to cooperate with our captain to find a way to bind these people. I guess the police in this area are coming soon."

That is to say, it's time to take credit. Do you still want to be promoted?

Fu Sheng, who knew the bottom theory, immediately understood it, and then walked towards the group of people who covered their heads and faces with the most solemn expression.

Gu Zheng, on the other hand, rushed to the large group of people who were still struggling with each other with two weapons and went to reinforce them.