The police uncles did not come to rescue Shen XIII, but the food came. They picked up a bench from the roadside stall, first smashed several people back, then grabbed the kitchen knife in the hands of the roadside vendors and stood beside Shen XIII.

"Is it you?" Shen Thirteen was somewhat disillusioned. He won two knives, was beaten up and chased back and forth. Everyone was disillusioned.

"Hmm!" The man nodded.

"My name is Shen XIXIII. I'm afraid I'm not going to get well today. Brother, will you give me a name?" Shen 13 said.

"Zhang Meng!" The man answered faintly.

Zhang Meng, 1.8 metres taller than Shen Shi13, 2 centimeters taller, sloppy, with holes in his clothes and trousers, and residual blood stains on them.

The windy shape is all right, and Shen Shi-san is even more surprised by his breath. Zhang Meng faces more than ten people, including those with daggers and machetes, without any change to his steel face.

Shen Thirteen gave him a comment this time: This is a calm wolf.

Zhang Meng's intervention annoyed Wu Chaohua and shouted at his voice, "Let's cut him down together."

As soon as the words fell, Ma-zi swung at them with a dagger.

Namazi was originally a cruel character, but was kicked by a rookie like Shen Shi-13. His heart was full of anger and he just wanted to stab Shen Shi-13 to death.

As a Diao silk, besides dignity, what else should he guard? Seeing Ma Zi rushing up, Shen Shi-13 planned to wave his hand to stop the dagger and try to play with him again.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Meng next to him was much faster than him. He stepped out and stopped in front of Ma Zi. His expression remained unchanged. His hand rose and fell, and his kitchen knife cut directly into Ma Zi's shoulder. The other hand, firmly grasping the pockmarked dagger and stabbing his wrist.

"ah ~" Ma Zi's shoulder came in sharp pain, fierce glare Zhang Meng, but he did not see any change in Zhang Meng's face.

Without hesitation, Zhang Meng pulled out the kitchen knife that had been cut on his shoulder, and a stream of blood was taken out and sprinkled on Zhang Meng's face. Zhang Meng wiped it casually with his sleeve. In that way, it was like raindrops hitting his face and being wiped out by his understatement.

While Ma Zi holds the wrist of the dagger, he is still pinched by Zhang Meng's left hand. He refuses to let go when he sees Ma Zi. Zhang Meng raises a knife to cut off his wrist. The force of that knife makes people have no doubt that he will break his wrist once or twice.

"Bedding slot!" With a sudden shock of Ma Zi, he loosened his dagger, retreated desperately, and even rolled to the ground, thus freeing himself from his stretched left hand.

Zhang Mengben wanted to chase down and chop Ma Zi, but on the other side, two men carrying machetes had already chopped Shen XIII, so he had to turn around.

This guy turns around like that, fast and powerful.

After turning around, the kitchen knife in his hand waved and greeted two machetes. Mars splashed, and the two men fell to the ground.

In this way, Zhang Meng left the other party all standing on the spot.

Only the wounded pockmarked man picked up the dagger that fell to the ground and prepared to give Zhang Meng a knife from behind.

Zhang Meng just glanced back slightly, and the fellow was terrified, with hatred in his eyes, but he dared not go forward.

"Brother, who is the chief planner?" Zhang Meng asked Shen XIII, not to put the garbage in his eyes.

"Those two scum, just trying to force XX girls." Shen 13 pointed at Wu Chaohua and said to Gou Dongxi.

The four characters of XX girl were heard in Zhang Meng's ear, which made his expression change, and it was a sudden change: "It's time to kill!"

Wu Chaohua and Gou Dongxi were scared by Zhang Meng's momentum and almost urinated. Looking at the kitchen knife still dripping blood in his hand, they ran away.

"chase!" Shen Thirteen Niufork Road, the world is too fussy, Gao Fu Shuai can take people to chase Diao Silk in the street, why Diao Silk can not chase back?

Zhang Meng and Shen Thirteen were trying to pursue, but the police uncles arrived at the right time.

Two police cars, one after the other, blocked them all. When they saw the blood-dripping kitchen knife in Zhang Meng's hand, the police in charge immediately took out their guns and said, "Put down your arms and crouch your head."

Never mind if there are bullets in the gun or if the broken gun hasn't been fired for years, but its deterrent power is the same to everyone. Zhang Meng throws the kitchen knife away, but he doesn't squat down.

Shen 13 shook his head helplessly. Lao Tzu was chased for so long before you died.

The police handcuffed Zhang Meng immediately. Shen 13 was not handcuffed because he was injured and looked like a mob.

The knife wounded on Ma Zi's shoulder was not so bad, and he was sent to the hospital. Wu Chaohua and Gou Dongxi recognized the policeman who led the team, and together they did not know what to mumble, so they left.

All the remaining people were taken to the public security bureau.

...

Shen Thirteen was extremely angry in the interrogation room: "Why don't you catch those two people?"

"Why do we want to catch them? They are not involved in the fight!" The officers who interrogated Shen Shi-13 were indifferent.

"farting, they not only participated in the fight, but also attempted to XX girl ```` Shen 13 once again said the whole story, argued that Zhang Meng was only self-defense, because the pockmarked man carried weapons with the other two gangsters.

But the policeman didn't bird him at all. He tried to be a XX girl? What about the evidence? Material evidence? Authentication? You're going to find out that girl.

Shen Shi13 knows that he really met a group of good-hearted police uncles.

The cadre wanted to try Zhang Meng first, but Zhang Meng did not open his mouth at all. He had to open a breach from Shen XIII.