Chapter 411 Uncle Mighty (1)

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The driver called the police and stopped Yang Zimei and others, not letting them go, because the young man just had a dispute with them before jumping out of the window.

What's more, Yang Zimei's group was extremely strange.

One looks like an old fairy with white beard and immortal style, one looks sloppy and wretched, and has a broken arm, and looks like a fake Taoist priest, and the other holds a fox-like white puppy in his arms, looking beautiful. A girl with aura like a fairy walking out of a painting.

These three people, logically speaking, should not be together, but they are together, which is very strange and evil.

Therefore, the driver and others naturally suspected that the accident of the young man was definitely related to their group.

The young man's name was Li Gui, his legs were broken, and the pain was so painful that tears flowed from his nose and nose. He took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket, dialed a number, said a few words, and then stared at Yang Zimei fiercely.

About five minutes later, a lot of motorcycles rumbled on the road, and ten motorcycles came. Each motorcycle was carrying two people, all of them looking like hooligans, with fighting weapons in their hands. of steel pipes or something.

The people who had gotten out of the car to watch the excitement were so frightened that they got in the car in a hurry and told the driver to drive away quickly.

The driver also felt that trouble was coming, but he did not dare to drive away, fearing that there would be more trouble.

The ten motorcycles drove in a hurry, surrounded Li Gui and shouted, "Li Shao, who hurt you, our buddies will avenge you!"

Li Gui pointed at Yang Zimei and the other three, "Beat the two old men to death, and tie the woman to me."

"okay!"

Those motorcycles started to circle around Yang Zimei and others, waving steel pipes in their hands and smiling strangely, which was quite scary.

However, Yuqing and others are not ordinary people, these rascals, they really don't take it seriously.

"Senior brother, junior nephew, why use a bull's knife to kill a chicken?" Yu Zhenzi said disdainfully.

"Uncle, let me come, so that you won't be tired." Yang Zimei still felt that she should do the hard work of beating people.

"The girl's family, just take it easy. Uncle Shi hasn't practiced for a long time. Let Uncle Master enjoy it. Otherwise, these boys don't know there is a master outside the mountain." Yuzhenzi said.

Yang Zimei saw that he insisted on doing this, so he did not insist.

Let's let Shishu enjoy himself first, and by the way, let's see how Shishu's real kung fu is.

The uncle's inner strength is not enough, but she can see that he has some kung fu from outsiders, otherwise, his muscles would not be like cords.

The twenty gangsters were not at all flustered when they saw Yuqing and the others, and they were even angry when they were talking leisurely.

"Let's fight! Shao Li supported him when he was killed!" one of them shouted. They can speak so arrogantly because of Li Gui's identity. His father is Li Yiyuan, the city's public security chief.

The crowd threw the motorcycles aside, and fiercely surrounded Yang Zimei with the steel pipe.

"what--"

Yu Zhenzi screamed, jumped high, kicked his legs in a series, like a whirlwind, with a strong leg wind, swept towards the twenty people...

Yang Zimei's brows jumped slightly. Although she had never practiced Waijia Kungfu, she had read a lot of theoretical explanations about Waijia fists, swords and swords in Taoist temples before.

She recognized her uncle's leg, it was the invincible whirlwind leg of the Tan family's leg...

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