Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Chapter 891 Breaking a Leg and Giving 1

Li Moer and her uncle saw Zhao Yunting dragging the tent down from the helicopter and hurried over to help.

It took the three of them just over twenty minutes to assemble the tent. Zhao Yunting then took down four folding beds, and Li Moer helped lay out thick sponge mats, and then took down four sets of quilts and mattresses.

Finally, I took out a gas tank and connected it to the heater. After more than ten minutes, the tent became very warm.

Just when Li Moer and the others were busy moving things down from the helicopter, twenty or thirty young people came running over from a distance, each holding tools in their hands, some with shovels and some with iron bars.

A group of people came up to Cheap Uncle with fierce looks, and the leader said, "What's wrong, boss? Who do you want us to punish?"

Li Moer took a look and realized that these people were the security personnel of the coal yard and also thugs. It seemed that they often did this kind of thing for the two brothers.

Zhao Yunting grabbed Li Mo'er and pulled her behind him: "Mo'er, they all have tools, don't go up, I can do it myself."

Zhao Yunting's fighting power is very good. In the South China Sea Fleet, he ranks second. The first one is a child of a martial arts family.

Although Zhao Yunting is agile, Li Moer is still afraid of something unexpected. Being hit on the head by an iron spike is no joke.

She didn't want to waste time talking to them, so she took out a pistol from the helicopter and played with it in her hand.

The group of people on the opposite side were dumbfounded. When they saw the helicopter, they guessed that the person they were going to deal with might be a soldier, and his status might not be low. They didn't expect that the girl on the other side would actually take out a gun.

He looked at the shovel in his hand and took a few steps back decisively.

Seeing that the group was frightened by Li Moer, the cheap uncle shouted, "Don't be afraid, she won't dare to shoot. Come on, whoever starts a fight will get 1,000 yuan. Whoever breaks their legs will get 10,000 yuan. Whoever gets injured will get medical treatment and 2,000 yuan for their nutrition!"

As the saying goes, there is always a brave man under a big reward. When the group of people heard that they would be rewarded with 10,000 yuan for breaking their legs, greed immediately overcame their fear.

Someone shouted, "Beat him." A group of people rushed towards Zhao Yunting and Li Moer with shovels in their hands.

Zhao Yunting pushed Li Moer back again, picked up the wooden stick as thick as a child's arm that was used to fix the tent, and rushed towards the group of people.

Li Moer's thoughts covered everyone, observing whether anyone was hit by a club.

Zhao Yunting rushed into the flock of sheep like a tiger, hitting them with a stick on the left and a kick on the right. Soon, five or six of them were lying on the ground.

When the remaining twenty or so people saw that the five or six people on the ground had earned two thousand yuan, they rushed up even more desperately. Even the six people who had been drinking with the cheap uncle rushed up with shovels. They also wanted to make this money.

The man with a pointed chin and monkey face had been watching from the side, looking for an opportunity with a pickaxe in his hand. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Zhao Yunting happened to have his back to him, and was confronting four or five people with tools.

He slowly took two steps forward, raised the iron rod and hit Zhao Yunting's thigh.

Li Moer moved his mind, and the sharp-nosed and monkey-faced attacker suddenly felt his right foot empty, and fell to the front right. The raised iron rod was forty or fifty centimeters away from Zhao Yunting's thigh and hit someone who was surrounding Zhao Yunting with a bang.

The person who was hit fell to the ground with a thud, clutching his thigh and writhing in agony. Zhao Yunting turned his head to look at the person lying on the ground, then glanced at Li Moer, smiled, and continued to charge...

After more than twenty minutes, more than thirty people fell to the ground, wailing continuously.

At this time, Li Moer's two uncles were already dumbfounded. They didn't expect this young man to be so good at fighting. He could fight 20 or 30 people alone and beat them all.

Li Moer looked at his two cheap uncles and said, "Do you have anyone else? If so, call them over. We're staying here today. What are you looking at? Go call them."

The two men were already dumbfounded. They had called in the thugs from the mine, but they were still beaten down by this stinky girl's boyfriend. They were still calling for help, but where would they get? They could call in the miners, and let them work, but if they were asked to fight, they definitely wouldn't listen!