In front of Wenshan Commercial Trade, Wu Feiyue, still dressed in black, walked out of the main entrance surrounded by seven or eight younger brothers, and walked into the garage along the side aisle!
Hu Jicheng and his men followed closely behind, and when they reached the garage door, they reached out to stop Wang Ning. "No matter how safe a plan is, you have to have a backup plan. Wang Ning, take two brothers and block the door. If anything happens inside and Wu Bangzi escapes, we must stop him!"
Wang Ning knew that Hu Jicheng made such an arrangement more to protect him. His eyes flickered and he patted him on the shoulder: "Hu Zi, be careful!"
When Hu Jichong brought the remaining five men into the garage, Wu Feiyue was smoking leisurely in front of his car. He blew a smoke ring into the air and saw Hu Jichong's figure. The younger brothers around him gathered around him instantly.
Standing five meters away, Hu Jicheng snorted coldly: "Wu Bangzi, Master Hu is here to see you off today. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and you have done a lot of immoral things over the years. Don't blame me for being ruthless. Your death is not unjust!
Brothers, come out!"
At a command, bursts of rustling footsteps suddenly came from the originally quiet underground garage, and then more than 30 figures appeared from all directions, forming an encirclement to block all the gaps.
Wu Feiyue paused for a few seconds when he saw this, and then let out a sly laugh under his black mask.
This laughter made Hu Jicheng's heart sink. He subconsciously turned around to look around. At the same time, a man next to him whispered to him, "Brother Hu, something's wrong. These are not our people at all!"
In the huge underground garage, the voice-controlled lights flickered on and off. In the blinking, the little brothers around were seen holding sticks and short blades in their hands, with fierce expressions on their faces. They did not look at Wu Feiyue, but were staring at Hu Jicheng and others!
These younger brothers are all strangers and are definitely not from the Daqin Group!
In an instant, Hu Jicheng realized that he had fallen into a trap, but he didn't have time to think about why this happened. He grasped the long sword in his hand, and the five men behind him also took out their weapons and got into fighting postures.
The six men's faces showed no fear, but rather ferocity and rage! There were no passionate calls to action, nor the usual pre-battle nonsense. Their eyes met, and the battle erupted, with dozens of men charging forward from all directions.
Hu Jicheng led the five men, standing back to back, and actively engaged the enemy from six directions. This was no ordinary fight, but a fight for life. He held back not a bit, grabbing the front man by the waist and thrusting his long sword forward. With a "whoosh" sound, he stabbed him through the heart, the tip of the sword piercing through his back!
He suddenly pulled it out, turned around, and swung the one-meter-long knife horizontally, and blood marks were immediately left on the abdomen of the three gangsters!
The other five men were also fighting fiercely. They were not afraid of the flashing swords and knives. Each of them had red eyes and murderous intent!
Most of the people on Wu Feiyue's side were armed with common weapons like baseball bats, batons, and daggers. These weapons were very effective in normal fights. They looked fierce and hurt when hit, but they were not lethal and could effectively deter the opponent.
Hu Jicheng and the others were out to kill today, so they abandoned their usual trinkets and each carried a one-meter-long sword on their backs. This wasn't a work of art, nor a toy, but a real cold weapon with a blade. Those daggers and short blades pale in comparison, not worth mentioning!
There are many factors that influence the outcome of a fight. Physical fitness and skill are one, the strength of the weapon is another, and the fighting mentality is a third. Fighting with caution and fighting with a death-defying determination are completely different!
Although Wu Feiyue's subordinates usually bully others by relying on their power, their fighting purpose is only to intimidate others. The worst that can happen is just a broken arm or leg. Many people have never participated in a real life-and-death situation.
There are conflicts between Wenshan Commerce and Daqin Group, but those are disputes between several big bosses, and have almost nothing to do with these small minions. No matter who they follow, to put it bluntly, they are all trying to make a living. They will rush into battle with all their might when something happens. Even if they are not fools, their IQ is not that high.
After Hu Jicheng and others swung their weapons vigorously, eight or nine of their men were knocked to the ground. Some of them had their bellies pierced, and some had their skin and flesh cut open. Blood splattered on the garage floor, and the vibration light flashed back and forth along with wailing and screaming.
Looking at the wounds on their companions' bodies, some of them had their flesh turned outward, and the arrogance on the faces of the other brothers began to turn into panic, but under the command of Wu Feiyue, they did not dare to escape, and could only continue to surround them and test them back and forth.
Although Hu Jicheng and others were quite skilled, the difference in numbers meant that they could not hold out for long. After one round of attack, they were all exhausted and out of breath, with wounds of varying degrees of severity appearing on their bodies.
Wu Feiyue hid at the back and had a clear view of the conditions of several people. He immediately waved his hand, signaling his younger brothers not to stop attacking, thus giving them a chance to breathe.
Fighting requires momentum, and most thugs have a problem: the less people rush forward, the less courageous others become. On the contrary, the more people start to fight, the more likely others will follow suit.
Seeing that the younger brother in the front was frightened and dared not rush forward, Wu Feiyue's confidants stood up, picked up a fire extinguisher from the side, and joined the battlefield with a roar.
With a leader, the younger brothers no longer hesitated and launched attacks one after another.
Hu Jicheng's body and face were covered in blood, some of it his own and some from others. He kicked the thug who rushed towards him away, and at the same time dodged the attack of the second thug on the right. The third thug suddenly appeared on the left, raised the fire extinguisher in his hand and smashed it at his head!
Although Hu Jicheng is good at Kung Fu, he is a human being after all, not a god. He has flesh and blood and limits. The scene where he can beat ten people alone and still remain spotless can only be seen on TV and in movies.
Faced with the successive attacks from three people, he could no longer escape unscathed. He could only tilt his head and take the attack with his shoulders.
The heavy fire extinguisher hit his left shoulder, and Hu Jichong's shoulder blade suddenly made a cracking sound. His whole body sank. He gritted his teeth and exerted force from his waist, tilting his head back and hitting the little brother's face hard.
The blow was so strong that the younger brother's front teeth flew out, and he stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground. Hu Jicheng took a few quick steps and approached him, turning his long knife and stabbing it into his chest three times, then stepped heavily on him, causing the younger brother to spit out a mouthful of blood more than half a meter high!
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