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Chapter 480 The One-Armed Swordsman

Xing Aotian held a saber in his hand and followed Mo Xiaoming, killing the enemy while paying attention to attacking Mo Xiaoming's enemies. [Literature www.shuw.] Mo Xiaoming's killing was rising. His face was full of bloodthirsty smell. Bloody ideas were also everywhere on his face and clothes.

Ao Lingyun and Yanbutt were one on the left and one on the right, one holding a sharp blade and the other holding a double gun, killing the enemy with great pleasure.

In Ao Lingyun's hand was a dagger that was not sharp at all. With his hand raised, he harvested the enemy's life lightly. Last time he fought with the masked Zombie King and the Pea Shooter, his snake venom saved his life at the critical moment, but he was never found at the scene later. This dagger was given to him by his master Hua Chou. It was called Mie Ling. Mie Lingling was less than a foot long and dark in its body, with a deep bloodletting groove on it. Ao Lingyun held the dagger in his back hand, and his figure flexibly shuttled through the enemy group. The dark dagger was swinging sharply.

There is only one foot distance between life and death. Destroying the spirit is like a bridge of life and death connecting life and death.

Ao Lingyun was in a corridor and was in full swing. Suddenly, cigarette butt pulled him behind him.

Whoosh!

A golden bullet flew over Ao Lingyun's cheek. The cigarette butt raised his hand and shot him. A guy who shot black guns on the opposite side had a flower in his head. Ao Lingyun was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. He turned around and said to the cigarette butt: "Thank you."

The cigarette butt shrugged indifferently. "No need to thank you, everyone is good brothers. What's more, you are still my partner now."

"Happy cooperation." Ao Lingyun grinned and said. After having been in contact with these passionate brothers for a long time, the little indifference on his body was gradually fading. Maybe he didn't even know this.

"I'm good at it. I'll be my partner." Yan Butt said proudly.

After contacting him for so long, Ao Lingyun knew that this guy was the most unscrupulous and did not have the same knowledge as him. He turned around and continued to rush forward.

The old scoundrel Bao Guying followed the scene at the end, holding a cigarette in his mouth and narrowing his eyes slightly. None of the people in front of him were taken seriously by him. To put it bluntly, these people are all garbage and shit. They are not worth his action at all.

Zhao Ziyue followed with Brother Diao and his think tank at the end. He was very satisfied with the battle in front of him. Someone wanted to play the game of catching turtles in a jar tonight, but I was afraid that he would disappoint him. This time he was really catching turtles in a jar.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The terrible corpses were everywhere. Tonight was destined to be a killing night.

Sitting in a Land Rover made of bulletproof materials, Long Yue threw the goblet in his hand on the glass.

"How is this possible? Chen Jianren led everyone in the Seven Sages Gang to sneak attack Zhao Ziyue's nest. The Seven Sages Gang should have the weakest defense force, so how could there be so many people?"

In order to achieve the victory, Long Prince Long Yue personally led the elites of the Qinglong Gang to the headquarters of the Qixian Gang. Unexpectedly, he encountered the enemy's tenacious resistance.

"Did you tell them that we are from the Qinglong Gang?" Long Yue asked.

"I said that. But when they heard that they were from the Qinglong Gang, they resisted even more intensely." Long Pan said with his head down.

A group of waste! Long Yue cursed. His mind was always moving and flexible. He had all the mechanisms. He originally wanted to set up a pocket array to wait for everyone to fall into the trap and close the door and catch turtles in the jar. He secretly notified the Seven Sages Gang to go out tonight, and asked the Seven Sages Gang Chen Jianren to occupy the base camp of the Seven Sages Gang. The Seven Sages Gang have always been dependent on the Qinglong Gang, and the Qinglong Gang is only the leader of the horse. Chen Jianren is naturally willing to do such a good thing. Therefore, the Seven Sages Gang almost also came out in full swing.

But the man's calculation is not as good as the God's calculation. Unexpectedly, Zhao Ziyue was not trapped at all, and returned and killed the horse and shot back. He surrounded and annihilated the Seven Sages Gang. Long Yue immediately changed his strategy, and Ren Tulang Gang and the Seven Sages Gang had to die. He reaped the benefits of the fisherman. Not only did he not support the Seven Sages Gang, he took the opportunity to attack the Seven Sages Gang's nest.

Unexpectedly, when they came one step later, the Seven Sages Gang was already occupied by the Jue Chou. After the Qinglong Gang arrived, they gave them a warning. The arrogant and arrogant group of people in the Qinglong Gang were killed.

"See clearly who they are?" Long Yue asked.

"I'm from Wulongtang." said Wu You, a thin young man in the driver's seat.

Long Yue couldn't help but look at him more. "How did you know that it was from Wulongtang?"

He pointed to an inconspicuous flag at the top of the building in the distance. Wu You said, "The flag is embroidered with five golden dragons. It should be from Wulongtang."

Prince Long and Long Pan then noticed the golden dragon flag on the roof. "Gou Shengren, this lackey! I caught him and saw that I wouldn't pull his skin!" Prince Long said sternly. "It's time for Ni Lin and Long Nu to take action."

The muscles on Long Pan's face trembled. The pair of non-human freak men and women. Their killing methods were terrible.

He held the dark Boreta tightly in his hand. Chen Jianren's face was pale and bloodless.

Eighteen minutes have passed, and if Prince Long does not arrive, he will be wiped out. He began to resent his sneak attack and his greed. But he did not resent Prince Long. Because it was his reliance. He even prayed in his heart that Prince Long would come immediately. At that time, his brothers and the Qinglong Gang attacked inside and outside and killed the Wolf Slayer Gang without leaving any chickens and dogs. He believed that Prince Long had such strength.

Twenty minutes passed, and Prince Long's reinforcements had not arrived yet. Chen Jianren couldn't help but sweat in a cold sweat. His face was bloodless and trembled deeply. He felt that this was a conspiracy. He and all his brothers were plotted against.

Gradually, the shouts and screams outside were getting closer and closer. He finally couldn't sit still. He pushed open the window and there were dense cars downstairs. There were crowds of wolf-slayers in strong suits standing around the car. They were surrounded by brothers who died tragically.

Seeing this scene, Chen Jianren knew that he was finished. The Seven Sages Gang, which he had worked hard for decades, was wiped out tonight.

"Did we catch Zhao Ziyue? We don't have to die anymore?" An old voice rang out from Chen Jianren.

It was not until this time that Chen Jianren remembered that there was another person around him. This old guy was his father's personal bodyguard, and after his father died, he handed the old guy over to him.

Since following him, this old guy has been following him for decades, silent. The people from the Seven Sages Gang thought he was a mute. Over time, even Chen Jianren forgot his existence. What can this old guy with one arm do?

"What? What did you say?" Chen Jianren asked, questioning if he had heard it wrong.

The one-armed old man asked, "I said, as long as he stabs Zhao Ziyue, we won't have to die anymore?" The old voice sounds very sympathetic, and even thinks that he will die in the next moment.

Chen Jianren nodded. "Yes. As long as you catch this guy, the people from the Wolf Slayer Gang will be afraid of the mouse. If you don't dare to do anything, we won't have to die anymore."

This old man is now his only life-saving straw. Although he has never seen his skills, he can hear what he said so amazingly. He doesn't speak, but he forgets this.

The one-armed old man walked towards the door. "Don't panic, my old man will meet them."

After thinking about it, Chen Jianren rushed to a few steps. "I'll go too." Suddenly realized that it is safe to be with the old man now.

The Wolf Slayer Gang. As its name suggests, all the brothers are as fierce as tigers and wolfs. Datian Er took a machete to command his brothers to kill. Killing people is no more than killing chickens. Killing chickens will be done with just one knife. At most, it will be bouncing on his headless neck for a few times. But killing people is much more cruel than this.

The white knife went in and the red knife came out. A fresh life was approaching dying. But his consciousness was still clear. What should I do? Da Tian Er had a way. He ordered more than a dozen brothers beside him to hold baseball sticks. He saw a guy who was not dead yet and then put a stick on his head. He saved the enemy from pretending to be dead. When his brother was not paying attention, he suddenly got up and attacked his brothers.

When I was young, I had seen such scenes in movies or TV many times. After the battle, the People's Liberation Army comrades cleaned the battlefield. A comrade of seventeen or eighteen years old was attacked by an enemy lying on the ground pretending to be dead. With one blow, the poor little comrade, who was like a flower, died like this. But the sneak attacker survived because our army's policy was to treat prisoners preferentially.

Whenever I see this shot, Da Tian Er is anxious. Dama is fighting! People will die when fighting, so why are kind-hearted? After the war, it would be great to shoot each corpse. The soldiers who saved the war were attacked for no reason.

My childhood dream finally came true today. Datian Er felt very happy.

The team was moving forward and suddenly stopped.

"What's going on?" Zhao Ziyue stepped forward and asked.

"Report to the boss, Brother Xiaojing of Blood Wolf encountered a strong enemy. The two fought without a distinction. We couldn't rush up," explained the bearded man.

"Strong enemy?" Zhao Ziyue and Gu Ying looked at each other. "Let's go and take us to have a look."

When he came closer, what surprised Zhao Ziyue and Guying was that the blood wolf Xiaojing was actually injured.

A thread penetrated through the chest and scratched downwards. The flesh was rolled up and the blood was left in the pouring. But Xiaojingan smiled at the one-armed old man in front of him without changing his color and said, "Good knife technique."

The one-armed old man was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, after being injured so severely, the young man opposite could still laugh.

Looking at the gray-haired one-armed old man in front of him, Zhao Ziyue threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and said fiercely: "If you dare to hurt my brother, I will kill him! I will learn the old man's sword technique!"

When their boss spoke, all the brothers took a step back. They all wanted to see their boss's peerless style.

The one-armed old man's eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Ziyue, and then he went secretly. He held a knife in one hand, waiting for Zhao Ziyue's attack.
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