A bloody battle on Qidao Street happened very suddenly. After the encounter, the two sides collided with each other without a word of dialogue.

Most of the people summoned by Liu Wotian that night were beggars and refugees, except for a small number who had jobs in factories and came to help to please Ning Zhe. For them, cold and hunger

They are all fatal injuries. Even if you don't fight for a pound of rice, you might die in the cold wind at night due to alternating between freezing and hunger.

These people don't know what conflict they are fighting for, and they also know that a pound of rice is not enough to keep them alive, but if they replace it with whole grains, it will at least allow them to survive for a few more days, and even if it doesn't work, they will freeze to death.

, have a full meal.

Under this mentality, the fighting power displayed by the refugees was much higher than Li Bin expected. Although it was not enough to crush them, at least they did not collapse at the first touch.

"Bang!"

Among the crowd, a refugee held up a rotten wooden stick and violently hit it on the back of a strong man from the Black Flag Gang. The stick broke with a sound, but the strong man only stumbled and held up his hand full of spikes.

The mace hit him in the face with a backhand.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered, nails were embedded in the face of the refugee, and one of the opponent's eyeballs was pulled off during the tug. The strong man didn't even look at this, and began to rush towards the crowd and smash it, and every time he waved his arm, it must be accompanied by

A scream.

"call out--"

Another arrow shot out of the air and pierced the strong man's back, but he just groaned, turned and pointed at the roof of Ning Zhe's yard: "Damn it! Someone is shooting a cold arrow over there, kill him.

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"Tap!"

Hearing this, the two young men in the crowd drew out the guns from their waists and aimed at the roof. Lin Xun saw the other's movements from a distance and quickly jumped off the wall.

"Hang! Hang!"

Two consecutive gunshots burst out in the darkness, iron sand hit the wall, and a burst of fire flashed.

"Hoola la!"

A group of refugees who were still fighting against Black Flag had more than ten people running away the moment the gunfire rang out. Moreover, several of them had never even seen a gun and were completely frightened away by the loud noise.

"Brothers! Hit me!"

When the strong man with the black flag saw the refugees dispersed, he was swinging the nail stick in his hand like a tiger, and the group behind him also started to press up crazily.

"ah!!"

During the melee, a refugee was stabbed twice in the body. He suddenly let out a shrill roar and rushed forward. Facing the incoming knife, the man instinctively blocked it with his arm.

"when!"

With a crisp sound, a gap was made in the refugee's sleeve, and the bone knife in the opponent's young man's hand also broke. The young man slashed down, feeling as if he had hit a stone, and then stabbed it again with a half-cut knife.

"Bang!"

Seeing the young man's actions, the refugees also picked up stones and hit him on the head, knocking the young man down.

"Tear!"

In the process of retreating, the young man accidentally tore open the refugee's sleeve which had a cut. Under the light of the fire, a scene that made people's scalp numb appeared. At this moment, the skin and flesh of the refugee's wrist were turned out, and the internal bones were exposed.

It is growing rapidly outwards, and the white bones are spreading along the skin at a speed visible to the naked eye. There is also a mark left on it just after being stabbed. However, the refugee's eyes are red at this moment and he has not noticed what happened to him.

change.

"What the fuck?! What's going on?!" When other people nearby saw this scene, they stepped back one after another.

"What's there to be afraid of? Come up to me!" The strong man saw the crowd flinching and swung a nail stick at them. The refugee raised his arms again to block them, then took two fierce steps and pushed the strong man to the ground.

of stones raised high.

"Hang! Hang!"

Gunshots rang out, and when several men with guns in the team saw this scene, they all boldly rushed forward and started shooting at the refugee at close range.

Accompanied by two gunshots, the refugee was pushed out of the strong man by the momentum of the bullet. He fell to the ground and twitched violently. Because his internal organs were injured, he began to vomit blood. The exoskeleton of his arm also lost control and fell off to the ground.

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"What a fool! You use an animal bone as an arm guard and you dare to play tricks on me!" The strong man cursed and stepped forward and hit the refugee on the head again, smashing his head on the spot.

"Tap tap tap!"

When the remaining refugees saw how powerful the firearms were, they completely lost their fighting spirit and began to rout en masse. The Black Flag Gang members, who were suffocating with anger, also began to engage in one-sided group fights.

"Stop fucking chasing me! Press me into the yard! The one with the gun will clear the way in front!" The strong man yelled at the crowd, and then rushed towards Ning Zhe's yard. The two behind him were the first to shoot.

After loading the ammunition, the young man quickly followed behind the strong man.

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At the top of the wall in the courtyard, Lin Xun glanced outside, then turned to look inside the courtyard: "Brother, those refugees didn't stop them! The people from Black Flag are coming, and there are at least twenty people there!"

"Don't panic! Let them in! Go to the roof and keep an eye on the person with a gun on the other side!" Ning Zhe was standing behind the courtyard door, holding a metal knife about 1.5 meters in his hand and using it as a gun.

The spear on the head was a weapon commonly used by them for hunting in the past. Facing the attack of the herd, they could only protect themselves to the greatest extent by keeping a distance.

"Okay! Then be careful!" Lin Xun agreed, put the bow on his shoulder, and ran quickly against the wall.

"Xiao Zhe, then let's..." At this moment, Liu Wotian and several other men were squatting in the shadows opposite Ning Zhe, holding a rope nervously.

"It's okay, hold on! Listen to my slogan! Also remember the steps I gave you!" Ning Zhe listened to the footsteps coming from outside the yard and hid sideways in the shadows.

Ten seconds later, the strong man and his group had all poured into the alley and stood outside the courtyard wall of Ning Zhe's house. The strong man glanced at the two gunmen behind him who were still reloading, and spoke to the two gunmen beside him.

Said: "Listen up, after the door is opened, shoot me when you see someone! But you two must stagger the time for me! Don't shoot together!"

"Understood!" The two looked at each other and nodded nervously.

"Do it!!" The strong man adjusted his breathing, and then kicked the door panel.

"Boom!"

The rotten door bolt of the wooden door was broken on the spot under the powerful and heavy kick of the strong man, and flew to the side. When the courtyard door bounced open, a middle-aged man in the courtyard straightened the rope in his hand.

"brush!"

In the shadow ahead, a wooden frame fixed to the ground and covered with a piece of clothing was instantly straightened.

"throat!"

The gunman outside the door saw the black shadow flashing, and fired a shot at the other side. The iron sand sprayed out and broke the wooden frame on the spot.

"Pfft!"
Chapter completed!