Netizens uploaded on the 27th of this month, Jiangbei underworld all cried

  In the early morning suburbs, the coolness is thorough, and the Huai River rushes eastward without looking back. The endless wormwood by the riverbank is covered with dew drops. As I walk along, my pants will get wet. The river is wide and the clouds are low, a few water birds fly low, from time to time making a few shrill cries.

  The fifth pier is very desolate, far from the highway, no one will pass by, and there won't be any police disturbance. The wide riverbank is full of mud and weeds, not even a person can hide, making it just right for a gang fight.

  Two Dongfeng trucks with canvas covers were parked on the east side of the open space, next to which three sedans were scattered about. Dozens of half-grown children huddled together, shivering with cold. The weather had suddenly changed today, and a cold front had arrived. Dressed in thin clothing, they could hardly hold out, each one running clear nose water as they stubbornly resisted the cold.

  Liu Ziguang and several leading partners were discussing something in a low voice beside the car, when suddenly a distant roar of cars sounded, and a dragon-like convoy came over, with luxury cars, large vans, taxis, and even a large tunnel bus. The fleet pressed the grass and left a shocking tire print on the river embankment, stopping about 100 meters away from Liu Ziguang and his group, and people began to get off.

  Dozens of cars, with over 400 people getting out one after another, all wearing neat and casual clothes, sportswear, mostly with crew cuts or shaved heads. Some opened the trunk of their cars to start distributing weapons, water pipes, baseball bats, machetes, iron rulers, you name it. These people mostly knew each other, exchanging greetings, passing cigarettes, chatting and laughing, clearly all old hands, not taking the impending battle seriously at all.

  On the other hand, Liu Ziguang's side was as silent as death, many children were scared pale, some people's legs were still shaking like sieves, last night's grand ambitions had been washed away with this morning's urine, leaving only terror.

  Across from us was a sea of black, at least 400 to 500 people, all of them were seasoned veterans. On our side, we barely had 50 people, and more than 30 of them were middle school students who hadn't even finished puberty, they didn't know how to use a knife, the most impressive thing they'd ever done was extorting money from underclassmen at the school gate. To encounter such a massive battle on the streets and not be scared out of your wits would be strange.

  It was 6:40, and both sides arrived relatively early. On the one hand, they were scouting out the terrain to see if the other side had any hidden troops; on the other hand, they were also checking to see if there were any familiar faces in the opposing camp. In these large-scale brawls, all the friends from the way would be startled, and you could usually find one or two familiar faces. If both sides saw someone they knew, the fight wouldn't happen.

  However, today was an exception. Almost all the familiar faces from Jiangbei City gathered here, but on the opposing side, there wasn't a single familiar face in sight. Someone like Bei Xiaoshuai, who usually hangs out between internet cafes and schools, was basically nobody, and even if someone knew him, they wouldn't bother to talk to him.

  So everyone thinks that today might really be a bloody fight.

  The game hasn't started yet, because the person in charge hasn't arrived. Fourth brother played mahjong all night yesterday and didn't lie down until 5 am. He's driving over now and will arrive soon. There aren't many cars on the road this early in the morning.

  On the riverside highway, a black eighth-generation Honda Accord was speeding along. Fourth Brother, wearing an all-black Adidas tracksuit, lay on the back seat with his eyes closed, occasionally yawning. Baldy sat in the front passenger seat, checking the handgun in his bag.

  "Fourth brother, do you think we should take action today?" Baldy asked.

  "Depending on the situation, bring it mainly in case of emergency." Fourth Brother said.

  The car drove into the embankment at a fork in the road and was driving on the soft grass, Fourth Brother looked out of the window and saw the scene in the distance, couldn't help but laugh.

  "This is ridiculous, just a few people have come, it's really not interesting."

  Although he said so, the bald man still heard the proud meaning in the fourth brother's words. The fourth brother's one sentence, Jiangbei Hei Dao's general mobilization, actually had more people on site this morning than expected last night, at least 500!

  Liu Ziguang's side was just a few broken cars, a group of temporary security guards and a bunch of young kids. Nowadays, kids develop early, 13 or 14 years old and already over 1.7 meters tall, but each one still had a bean sprout-like physique. A few were even wearing their school uniforms, the tender green color of their middle school uniforms mixed in with the camouflage clothes, making it look even more ridiculous.

  The car stopped in front of everyone, the door opened, and a man wearing sportswear jumped out, his belly fat shaking slightly.

  "Everyone's here." Fourth Brother said casually.

  Fourth Brother

  Fourth Brother

  Everyone came over to greet him, and a few heavyweights even shook hands with Fourth Brother. The atmosphere was extremely lively. Fourth Brother raised his wrist to glance at the gold watch and said, "It's about time, shall we get started?"

  On Liu Ziguang's side, these little kids were one by one tense and pale, their teeth chattering, a few children even sneezed from the cold, Liu Ziguang furrowed his brow and motioned to Bei Xiaoshuai with a wave of his hand.

  Xiao Bei opened the trunk of the car, used a knife to cut open the strap on the package box, and took out a bottle of Erguotou liquor. Each person got one bottle, and Xiao Bei twisted off the cap first, tilted his head back and gulped down two mouthfuls, then shouted fiercely: "Drink!"

  The little kids also used their trembling hands to unscrew the lid, learning from Bei Xiaoshuai's example and drinking it all in one gulp. After all, they were just kids who hadn't drunk much before, so after downing two or five liang of 52-degree liquor, their faces immediately turned red.

  At this time, the people opposite had already started attacking, starting with a slow and leisurely walk, carrying wooden sticks and iron rulers, as if strolling in a courtyard. Then they gradually accelerated into a run, their ferocious faces full of murderous intent. The sound of 400 or 500 people running together was like thunder, shocking and frightening to behold.

  Liu Ziguang still had a smile at the corner of his mouth, he had commanded countless cavalry battles with thousands of horses galloping, this formation was simply too childish. Although the enemy was getting closer and closer, the Zhongnanhai cigarette in the corner of his mouth didn't even drop any ash. Seeing their boss so calm, those drunken kids also straightened their necks.

  As soon as the enemy rushed within fifty meters, Liu Ziguang threw away his cigarette butt and shouted loudly: "Fire!"

  At the sound of an order, the canvas on two Dongfeng trucks was lifted with a rustling sound, revealing more than a dozen strange and peculiar weapons. Behind two iron pipes welded together with scrap metal were square iron troughs that could hold four bricks. The front was weighted with iron blocks, making it a miniature version of a catapult.

  On the remaining Y-shaped iron frames, red three-wheeled inner tubes were tied up. Men wearing camouflage uniforms and willow-leaf helmets pulled the inner tubes with a menacing aura, making them extremely long. In the giant slingshot's pouch was placed a huge iron nut or screw. Not to mention using this high-quality inner tube to launch it out, even if you threw it by hand, hitting someone on the head would be a fatal blow.

  Ten giant slingshots, two catapults, to be precise, brick-throwing machines, with ammunition consisting of discarded bolts and nuts as well as readily available red bricks, all placed in the most convenient locations, within arm's reach. The shooters, deputy shooters, and ammunition handlers were all young men from military backgrounds, who couldn't be more experienced at this job.

  Bricks and tiles rained down from the sky, giant slingshots launched steel bolts with a shrill whistling sound at a speed that left no time to cover one's ears, shooting into the enemy ranks.

  A scene of utter chaos! The thugs were instantly stunned, what the hell kind of fighting is this, all heavy artillery! They weren't even wearing protective gear, just lightweight sportswear, a hit to the head and it's a bloody mess, a hit to the body and it's a massive bruise.

  Liu Ziguang waved his hand again, and Bai Xiaoshuai shouted: "Draw your bayonets!"

  The excited little kids turned around, pulled out sharp iron spears from under the carriage, and grasped them in their hands. The willow branch helmets were stuck on their heads, but some of the children's heads were too small, and the helmets kept swaying back and forth. These terrifying weapons were made from the park fence, polished with a grinding wheel, shining with cold light, frightening everyone. They were all two meters long, and the little kids stood up, forming a hedgehog formation beside the two trucks.

  The gunners acted strictly according to the command, loading and firing in an orderly manner, with no difference in their movements, and not even taking aim. Anyway, they would definitely hit someone if they fired. Various weapons continued to fire at a uniform speed, continuously shooting out bricks and large bolts.

  The four brothers' organization of five hundred mobs collapsed instantly, this thing can't be beaten, the sky is full of bricks, hit by one and bloodied, those large screws are even more deadly, hitting the body and breaking ribs, of course, the main reason is still the opponent's momentum and new fighting method, completely stunning these thugs.

  Five hundred men retreated in disarray, trying to get out of the enemy's firing range. However, the other side's artillery also extended forward, originally four bricks were laid, now changed to two, one brick, with a longer range, no matter how fast they ran, it was useless.

  Liu Ziguang jumped onto the truck head, standing on top and shouting loudly: "Advance!"

  The truck slowly started moving, and the little boys stood upright with long spears, guarding the truck as it moved forward. The willow-leaf helmets had faces with fine downy hair on their lips, filled with murderous intent.

  My god, they're still playing mechanized charge! The thugs ran to the back of their cars in a hurry and hid, but the other side's slingshots and bricks kept pouring down. The sound of shattering glass and the crunching of car metal was constant, my fourth brother's 8th generation Accord was parked at the front, hit by bolts and became all dented, it looked like a pockmarked face.

  At this time, the fourth brother has already gone silly. Today, he actually shouted for five hundred people to come over, but in the end, they didn't even touch a hair on their head, and were beaten until they were defeated and fled in disarray. This psychological gap, he really can't accept it.

  A brick fell from the sky, and it was about to hit his head. The fourth brother didn't know how to dodge, so he was pulled over by a bald man: "Fourth brother, what should we do? You think of something!"

  Fourth brother finally came back to his senses and roared fiercely: "Don't be afraid! Get close and fight, knock one down, I'll give you 5,000 yuan!"

  Great rewards will attract brave men. As soon as the reward is announced, some desperate guys start to get excited. They hide behind cars and watch closely. Although the enemy's long-range weapons are powerful, in fact, there aren't many people. As long as they charge forward and fight desperately, those little kids holding spears may not be able to stop them.

  They were brewing an attack, but no one noticed a flat-bottomed boat quietly approaching from behind and docking on the riverbank. Forty young men wearing willow-branch helmets and camouflage uniforms, with rattan shields in their left hands and iron clubs in their right, let out a loud shout as they lifted up the canvas cover and crawled out of the cabin, trampling through the muddy and dewy riverbank to launch a surprise attack from behind.

  The hooligans were caught off guard, and a cry of surprise rang out: "My god! In addition to the artillery, there are also marines! What kind of people have we run into!"

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