Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 309: Yan Jiachan, kneel down!

Their eyes, actions, and words all reveal malicious intentions!

They are definitely here to rob other gangs!

"Zhang Hai!"

"Hold!"

"Your grandma's!"

I cursed.

He quickly turned around to find something useful to do.

There are six people outside, including Zhang Hai. I am definitely no match for them with my bare hands.

If I had a suitable weapon, I might be able to fight.

But there was nothing else except the boxes and coal piled in the corner.

wrong!

There is also an iron rod for cleaning the stove!

The iron rod was lying quietly next to the stove.

On the way here, the fire in the stove was often dim, and was only turned up a little when boiling water.

When adding coal or removing coal ash, one would use an iron rod to poke around.

I picked up the iron rod and held it in my hand.

The iron rod is about half the thickness of a little finger, with a hook-shaped tip at the front.

If you hit someone with a hook and then pull it back hard, you will definitely be able to take a piece of flesh off.

From a fighting perspective, this thing can be considered a sharp weapon!

dong dong!

There was a sound coming from the metal steps leading to the car.

The guard car's doors are at the rear.

Outside the door is a narrow aisle and guardrail, with steps leading up and down on both sides of the aisle.

At that time, the platform was relatively low and the train chassis was high, so people had to step on the steps built into the carriage to get on and off the train.

Today's high-speed trains are no longer that troublesome; you can just walk from the platform and get on the train.

I held the iron bar tightly and walked gently to the side of the car door.

Bang!

The car door was kicked open.

A dark-skinned young man in a white vest stepped in and shouted, "Get off..."

call!

I swung the iron bar with all my strength.

"what!"

The sharp hook at the front of the iron rod hit his shoulder.

The hook tip easily pierced through the skin and flesh and embedded itself in.

I pulled the iron rod back with force.

His skin and flesh were cut open like tofu by the sharp hook.

The wound changed from a dot to a long line slanting downward.

The cut flesh turned inside out and blood oozed out.

In the blink of an eye, the white vest was dyed blood red.

His face was shaking with pain, and he glared at me and cursed, "Kan family shovel!"

At that time, I didn’t understand what the “冚家砍” meant.

Later I learned that in Cantonese, "冚家" means the whole family, and "抽" means to eradicate, so "冚家砍" means the whole family must be killed.

In addition, there is also the curse of short life for the whole family.

The family is rich, and when everyone dies, they collect ghost money.

The whole family was uprooted.

The whole family was disgraced and fell into poverty.

"You're an idiot!" I yelled back and kicked him in the stomach.

I used all my strength in this kick and didn't hold back at all.

Bang!

He was kicked and flew up.

His body was bent like a shrimp in mid-air, and he let out a shrill scream.

Immediately afterwards, his lower back hit the rear guardrail of the car.

The enormous force caused his body to spin half a circle on the guardrail, and he fell to the ground with his back.

"You're such a loser!"

"I can't even control one person!"

"Go together!"

There were loud shouts from outside.

Boom boom boom!

The metal steps at the rear of the car made a sound again.

And there are sounds on both sides!

There were at least two people coming up from the steps on both sides of the rear of the car!

"Fuck your mother!"

"You hit my brother, get out!" Shouting came from outside the car door.

I pressed my body tightly into the corner next to the car door.

As long as they rush in through the car door, the position where I am standing will be a blind spot.

It can attack people who come in unexpectedly.

I raised the pickaxe and made an attacking gesture.

I figured those guys were small and their fighting power wouldn't be that strong... At that time, I had never encountered a master, so I instinctively felt that those who were tall and strong would be more powerful.

Various boxing, free fighting, mixed martial arts and other competitions all have weight standards.

Generally speaking, the heavier the athlete, the more advantages he or she has in terms of strength, resistance to blows, etc.

But in actual combat, especially in combat where the goal is to deliver a fatal blow, weight does not represent an advantage, but may even become a disadvantage.

I waited quietly for them to rush in.

But the two people outside did not rush in, instead they started shouting and yelling.

They speak very quickly.

Speaks Cantonese.

I had no idea what was being said.

Are you calling for more people?

This is their territory, and they could easily call dozens more people.

Can't wait any longer.

A quick win!

Just when I decided to rush out and fight, a pair of hands rested on the bottom edge of the car window.

The man jumped up with all his strength.

He used his arms to support the window sill and huddled up his body to get most of the way in through the window.

Immediately afterwards, half of his leg flipped in.

He's going to climb in through the car window!

Friends who have taken a train before the 1990s should be familiar with this scene.

When there are too many people to fit on the bus, some people will climb through the windows to get on.

The guy climbing through the car window in front of me was very agile.

By the time I reacted and rushed towards the car window with the pickaxe in hand, he had already climbed in!

"Hold!"

I roared and swung the iron pick at his head.

At that time, I didn’t think about whether anyone would die, I just thought that I had to be ruthless!

The lone wolf relies on ruthlessness to roam the mountains!

If you are not cruel enough, you will become a sheep, a sheep to be slaughtered at will!

Bang!

The iron bar and the steel pipe collided with each other.

He hadn't known when to raise a steel pipe as long as his forearm to block the falling iron rod.

Whoosh!

There were two strong gusts of wind behind me.

Apparently the two people outside took the opportunity to rush in.

Waving something like a stick at the back of my head or back.

I stepped back and half turned, holding the iron bar horizontally in front of me.

The guy who climbed in through the window joined the two people who broke in through the door.

All three of them held steel pipes in their hands.

It is the kind of steel pipe used for water pipes, thick and strong enough.

If the three of them attacked me at the same time, I would be knocked down in less than half a minute.

I stared at them with extremely fierce eyes.

At that moment, I brought out all my ferocity.

They seemed to be intimidated by our ruthlessness.

Although the three of them surrounded me in a fan shape, they did not act rashly.

"Zhang Hai!"

"Get in front of me if you have the guts!"

"Don't cower like a sissy!"

"I gave Zhu Chengjiang money!"

"Is this the way you guys do things?!"

"Are you still following the rules?"

I yelled at the top of my lungs.

I couldn't understand the Cantonese spoken by the people in front of me, so I could only ask Zhang Hai to come out and talk.

Footsteps sounded.

Zhang Hai walked in.

He smiled at me awkwardly, but his eyes kept glancing to his side.

I looked to his side.

Standing behind Zhang Hai was a man in his thirties with dark skin and a monkey-like face. His curly hair made him look even more like a monkey.

I guess he is the leader of this group of black guys.

What attracted my attention even more was that he was holding a dagger in his hand and pointing it at Zhang Hai's lower back.

It seems that Zhang Hai was threatened.

Zhang Hai pursed his lips and said nervously, "This, this is, this is, Brother Guangrong."

"The boss of the freight yard."

"If you want to ship goods out of the station, you have to listen to Brother Guangrong."

"I just went to ask someone I know for help, but Brother Guangrong..."

"You deserve to die, stop talking nonsense!" Brother Guangrong hit Zhang Hai hard on the back of the head.

Then he looked at me and said, "I'll fuck your mother!"

"Dare to hurt my brother!"

"Have you ever seen how big my fist is?"

"Believe it or not, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"

"Give me a sigh!"

After Brother Guangrong finished yelling, he poked Zhang Hai with the tip of his dagger.

"Or else stab him to death!"