But five seconds later, in the last moment of his clarity, he regretted why he hadn't passed out just now...

Zhao Shanhe took a long stride and sat down on the black vest that fell to the ground. He clenched his fists and quickly completed a wave of output at him.

“Bang bang bang bang!”

The black vest who took all the damage dealt was no better than his brother. It was quite interesting that he failed to take revenge. At least he was lying with his brother.

"Chicken, you are so beautiful!" Good brother Ling Xiao immediately praised his good brother.

"Cough cough cough!"

Zhao Shanhe, who was still feeling happy that his sword was still alive after ten years, became sour in his stomach at Ling Xiao's compliment that he bent over and retched.

Li Tao had a panoramic view of the defeat of the two men in black vests. He did not show the slightest displeasure on his face, but when Zhao Shanhe was about to step upstairs again, he whispered to the only remaining driver beside him.

Said: "Tingsheng, shake people."

The driver nodded, took out his cell phone and quickly dialed a number. After a brief exchange of words, he hung up.

He took out an imitation 64 from the leather holster at his waist, opened the safety and loaded the gun in one go. As soon as he lowered his head, he met Zhao Shanhe who had already reached the corner of the stairs.

"Hang!"

The driver Tingsheng decisively pulled the trigger.

The moment Tingsheng raised the imitation of June 4th, Zhao Shanhe's hair stood on end and he quickly took a step back.

Only when a bullet hole appeared on the wall behind where he was standing, and white wall paint was falling from it, did Zhao Shanhe realize how dangerous he was just now.

"Fuck, do all the little land laizi these days have voices?" When Zhao Shanhe turned his gaze to Ling Xiao behind him to signal, the latter cursed angrily and turned around to walk towards his George Patton chariot.

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But before Ling Xiao could reach his car door, twenty or thirty people carrying various things in their hands suddenly ran out of the courtyard and rushed toward Ling Xiao.

"You guys, you guys even played an ambush with me on all sides?"

Ling Xiao didn't bother walking to the car, but turned around and picked up the horse-killing knife that he had stuck on the ground and held it in his hand. In terms of shape, it was just like the all-powerful King Xiang Yu of Chu, and it was majestic.

"Beheading my brother Luo Yuejin, you have been bragging about this for ten years. Haven't you ever thought about how you will die when Lao Luo's brother turns around to take revenge?"

Li Tao, who was standing in the corridor on the second floor, pointed his finger at the "Mitsubishi" who was surrounded by the crowd and cursed. With his loud and powerful momentum, if he added a feather fan, he would really be able to sit in the central military tent, steady.

A picture of sitting on the Diaoyutai.

"Just a few little scoundrels like JB, and I told you that it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years? Are you going to become your own Avengers? Xiao Ling fuck them!"

Zhao Shanhe picked up a sharp tool ax from the ground and waved it wantonly towards the crowd.

These thirty or so little guys who picked up the guy and started doing it are not Li Tao's own family.

It's unrealistic for a bar owner to support so many gangsters. Speaking of Daqi's money, he's really not greedy. It was he who bought these brats with the 20,000 yuan.

The last days are no better than before. Prices have dropped by almost 500 yuan per person, which is definitely actual money! In addition, they all heard from the leader that the sponsor is the bar owner.

Of course, bastards like them who hang out outside every day and are hungry every day know how happy it is to have an organization.

So when we started fighting, we worked extra hard, hoping that Li Tao on the second floor would see that he was different and take advantage of him.

"Clang!"

As soon as Zhao Shanhe cut down one person, two other brats who were not afraid of death immediately picked up the guy and smashed it against him.

Although Zhao Shanhe's physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, it does not mean that he is invincible! If there are too many ants, they will kill an elephant. Zhao Shanhe does not have an Ultraman Transformer!

"Bang!"

Another stick was swung on Zhao Shanhe's back. His center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered. He leaned forward several steps before he could control his body and barely fall.

But before he could catch his breath, Zhao Shanhe was kicked in the abdomen again and knocked back to where he was. He was really attacked in a negative way!

"Fuck you? Ah Ji, I'm here to save you!"

Comparatively speaking, the pressure faced by Ling Xiao, who is so impressive just because of his appearance, is completely negligible compared to Zhao Shanhe.

After he took action without any scruples and chopped three people in succession with his knife, and the blood splashed all over him, making him look like a bloody war god, these guys who were paid 500 yuan per head didn't dare to get together at all.

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Just as he was approaching Zhao Shanhe with his gun, the kids who were originally surrounding Zhao Shanhe stepped away unconsciously when they saw Ling Xiao's terrifying figure.

Li Tao, who was standing in the corridor on the second floor, saw everything clearly. His unchanging eyes finally darkened at this moment.

He knew that the incident of Mitsubishi's two men fighting against the heroes in Taiyanghong was true, so he doubled the manpower today.

He is confident that thirty people will be the king of soldiers in the city, and he will also ride a horse to bury you here!

But after all his cards were revealed, he found that the situation in front of him was very different from what he expected, and he could no longer sit still.

"Brother Li, this situation seems to be a bit out of control!" Chen Jiangbo, who originally came to watch the fun, was naturally not stupid enough to volunteer for the fight. He has been standing beside Li Tao since the start of the fight and has not moved. At the moment, he is like a game commentator.

Professional analysis.

Li Tao did not pay attention to Chen Jiangbo, but raised his head with a ferocious look on his face: "Have these two people hacked to death by me. If anything happens, I will take care of them! As long as they are hacked to death, I will add five points to each of them."

One hundred, whoever is hacked to death will get another 10,000, and can work with me, Li Tao!"

The little bastards who were trembling when they looked at Ling Xiao were starting to get excited again. If they had no food, they would starve to death. If they had money, they could still get ahead. No matter how important it was, anyone with a discerning eye would make a relatively correct choice.

"Fuck! Got it!"

If you are the first to take the lead, there will certainly be followers behind you.

Five hundred, ten thousand, and the identity of the organization seemed too tempting. Except for those who had been cut down and fell to the ground, other gangsters rushed to jump up.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

After Ling Xiao chopped off two people one after another, more young desperadoes swarmed up like a tide.

Ling Xiao grabbed one person's neck and used it as a human shield to block several knives. He was also hit several times on both sides of his body. For a moment, let alone saving Zhao Shanhe, he was a little overwhelmed.

The "Mitsubishi" combination, which is deeply in a bitter battle, does not have the same situation as ten years ago when brothers worked together to push thousands of troops.

Firstly, their physical condition has begun to decline sharply in the past ten years. Secondly, the arrival of the end of the world has also shown human nature more vividly, and the little bastards have become more willing to sacrifice themselves in order to survive and live well.
Chapter completed!