Wan Ziliang actually had the network administrator killed in front of everyone. He was really crazy and ruthless, but he didn't worry about the consequences at all** (Kowloon Club was bullied to the doorstep of his house, and his reputation was not as good as before. He urgently needed to establish his power to fight back.

The evil reputation lets everyone in the world know that the Kowloon Society is still not something to be trifled with.

After escorting the more than forty survivors away from the net, Wan Ziliang consolidated his manpower and was about to contact Lao Mao. Suddenly he received a call from Liu Boyang, asking him to take everyone to rush over to meet Lao Mao. Only then did Wan Ziliang know

Liu Boyang had already returned from Anshan Prison. He told Liu Boyang about the capture of more than 40 "prisoners" as if taking credit for it.

Liu Boyang simply praised him and told him to leave quickly. Liu Boyang himself and Li Wanhao were already on their way to the northwest of the city. Wan Ziliang didn't quite understand the reason for Liu Boyang's urgent deployment, but he didn't dare to neglect and led the brothers decisively.

Go home

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Liu Boyang had already talked to Lao Mao on the phone before and learned that they were killing insignificant characters tonight. It was understandable that none of the real threatening boss figures like He Xiaobin and Si Kong Ling showed up.

It's possible that those two people were scared out of their wits by the Kowloon Society and didn't dare to resist, so they ran away far away.

But for some reason, Liu Boyang felt that things were not that simple. With He Xiaobin's character, he managed to capture so much territory in W City. There was no reason why the Kowloon Society took it back again without even showing his face. There must be something weird in this.

Facts have proved that Liu Boyang was not unfounded. Just when Wan Ziliangzhi was proudly leading more than 40 "captives" to join him, he was walking on a deserted street when suddenly "bang", "bang" and "bang" sounded around him.

There was a violent explosion of air. Nearly eight hundred young men behind him were caught off guard. They were suddenly blown away by the white smoke. Wan Ziliang recovered immediately and said in shock: "Everyone, cover your noses quickly. Don't breathe these white smoke."

Smoke, they are poisonous”

But it was already too late. Many Kowloon Club boys did not have time to react. They had already inhaled the white smoke. In the next second, they covered their necks and curled up on the ground in pain, convulsing, and died of bleeding from their seven orifices.

Wan Ziliang was so filled with hatred that he gritted his teeth and said, "The *** Red Flower Ninja knows how to play tricks, so why don't you show up now that you're here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard thirty more gas explosions coming from the surrounding roofs, and saw thirty ninjas standing neatly on the roof in a half-crouching posture, all wearing black clothes and white masks.

Looking at the more than 800 people on the street coldly

Wan Ziliang sneered: "You're welcome, I knew you beasts wouldn't let it go. I'll deal with you all today."

As soon as his figure flashed, he had already jumped onto the roof with a few steps, carrying the mace, and rushed into the encirclement of the thirty white-faced ninjas.

If you want to ask who has the most explosive temper in the War Soul Hall now, there is no doubt that it is Lao Mao. But if you want to ask who is the most vicious, unruly and murderous like a wild wolf, Wan Ziliang definitely ranks first.

At present, relying on the bravery of a skilled man, he actually broke into the thirty ninja killing array that made even the people of J country tremble when they saw it, wielding the mace, and appeared and disappeared, and actually fought with those thirty ninjas.

The sky was dark as the white-faced ninja was killed. The people below could only see countless figures flashing "swishing" on the roof, and the sounds of weapons clashing and clashing could be heard endlessly. However, the exact details of the fight were revealed in their eyes.

I can't keep up with the speed at all. I can't see anything clearly.

With several screams, Wan Ziliang had killed several ninjas, and the corpses wearing white masks fell straight from the roof, each of them died miserably.

The thirty white-faced ninjas looked surprised. This was the first time that so many people had joined forces to break their formation and kill their companions. However, their purpose here today was not to capture Wan Ziliang, but to kill the forty

Many living people

In an instant, more than a dozen people were left to continue fighting Wan Ziliang. The remaining dozen people jumped down from the roof and rushed into the crowd of more than 40 foreigners who Wan Zihao had not easily captured. Wan Ziliang was angry and frightened, but it was too late to rescue him.

Watching those dozen ninjas kill all the more than 40 people without much effort, fighting in and out among the 800 Kowloon Club boys, it was like entering a deserted land.

It was obvious that they had planned it in advance and came just to kill people and silence them.

Wan Ziliang roared loudly, and tried his best to kill four or five more white-faced ninjas. He carried the mace and fought back to the street. More than a dozen white-faced ninjas followed closely behind him. The nearly 800 Kowloon Club boys didn't want to

He could not help, but he could not help at all. He could only open a big circle and saw Wan Ziliang being entangled in the middle by a group of ninjas. Although Wan Ziliang had the absolute upper hand, it was impossible to kill all so many ninjas in a short time.

Reality

Just when the two sides were fighting inextricably, a huge roar suddenly came from the sky. Eight hundred young men from the Kowloon Club suddenly looked up and saw nine helicopters lined up in a long snake formation.

Flying over here, the huge propellers covered the sky and the sun, and the wind blew up suddenly on the ground, and gravel flew everywhere.

"This is...?" All the eight hundred Kowloon Club boys were dumbfounded. They were blinded by the strong wind, but they were too confused to understand the origin of these helicopters.

But Wan Ziliang recognized these helicopters. They were the same nine helicopters that Mr. Yang Tinglei flew directly to G City when Yang Lin and Liu Boyang were seriously injured and hospitalized. Each one was the world's top combat machine, equipped with a

Machine gun strafing tubes and barrels are really trying to kill people and are unstoppable.

Just when the nine helicopters were approaching, less than twenty ninjas fighting with Wan Ziliang had all taken the opportunity to escape. It was easy for Wan Ziliang to kill them, but it was not that simple to stop each of them. But now Wan Ziliang

Not in the mood to care about those ninjas, he had a bad premonition and shouted to the eight hundred young men standing on the street: "Escape quickly!"

Only then did the boys regain their composure. They were so frightened that they quickly ran towards the front of the road, but it was too late. No matter how fast people ran, they could not outrun the plane. Nine helicopters were very fast.

It flew over the heads of the boys, the machine gun and the barrel adjusted their direction together, and aimed coldly at the boys of the Kowloon Club who were running away frantically below.

As a young man in the front cabin sneered and gave the order, the pilot immediately pressed the button. In an instant, the gun barrels and machine gun barrels burst into flames, and countless bullets and shells were bombarded towards the ground. Those underground could not dodge.

The younger members of the Kowloon Society were immediately submerged in the sea of ​​fire. They were either shot by a violent storm of bullets or blown up by countless spindle-shaped artillery shells. The screams were endless, broken limbs were flying everywhere, and the whole street turned into a hell on earth.

Human life is not life, fragile as haze

Wan Ziliang's eyes were filled with hatred at this time, but there was nothing he could do. No matter how skilled he was, he couldn't do anything to the helicopters in the sky, and he himself had to always defend himself from being hit by bullets and artillery shells.

, I watched helplessly as nine helicopters were like nine big dragonflies, chasing and killing the boys from the Kowloon Club. There were more than 800 people in such a huge momentum, but in the blink of an eye, only a few were killed, and the whole street was stained with blood.

red

"Hahahaha Liu Boyang, you dare to fight me, so what if you are super skilled? Is there anything you can do against me? Today I will risk everything and turn this W City into a human slaughterhouse. What I can't get, no one else can."
Chapter completed!