Xicheng, Kuihai District, Iron Blood Casino...

Iron Blood Entertainment City, its original name is Baxi Entertainment City, but since the Iron Blood Alliance took over Xicheng, it has been regarded as the headquarters of Iron Blood Alliance, and even its name has been changed in the end.

In the entire West City, there is only one headquarters left. It can be said that the Iron Blood Alliance, which was very glorious a few days ago and was preparing to become the overlord of Jiuquan, has now become a commander with a bare commander and no more glory.

This society is extremely realistic, especially in the way of the strong. When the Iron Blood Alliance was strong, many small gangs in Xicheng agreed. Now that the Tianmen and Jiuquan officials have taken action, they have quickly left, and some even beat the dogs in the water.

At this time, there was only one deputy left in the Iron Blood Entertainment City. As for Tiehua, she had already hidden herself, and even this deputy could not find his whereabouts.

After several conflicts, several masters around Tiehua were also killed and injured. At this time, Tiehua realized that he had always underestimated Tianmen. When Tianmen showed his power, he was frightened to find that the comprehensive strength of Tianmen was actually not much worse than the Tie Blood Gang, and it was even better than that of the Iron Blood Gang.

There is no way. Although the Iron Blood Gang is a big gang in Yin, don’t forget that there is more than the Iron Blood Gang in Yindu. In this way, the Tianmen that can be said to be the only one in Jiuquan will look even more awesome.

Tiehua got the news from somewhere, but she had already hidden it. She just waited for him to send someone to him and make the next plan. Whether to escape back to Yindu in shame or fight against Jiuquan again, can only discuss it again.

Regardless of whether the iron flower had been hidden or not, Lin Mo ordered five hundred brothers to fight from the territory of Tianmen in Xicheng to the headquarters of the Iron Blood Alliance, Iron Blood Entertainment City.

"Fence up." Lin Mo said coldly as he looked at the neon sign of the Iron Blood Entertainment City in the distance.

"Yes." A leader nodded and ordered.

The people led by Lin Mo tonight are all core elites of the Tianmen. This group of people include the old people from Zhongtianmen and the elites selected by Wuhuan to train in the later stage. They have strong combat power and are all big gangsters who dare to fight and kill.

The door of Tiexue Entertainment City slowly opened, and a group of people walked out from it one after another. The leader was Tiexue's deputy left by Tiexue, Fat Tiger.

Feihu is an old man from the Iron Blood Gang and is also one of the masters who followed Tiehua to Jiuquan to develop power this time. So Tiehua kept him behind before hiding, holding a little thought. If he could turn the tables at critical moments, it would be the best.

There are only more than 300 younger brothers left in the entire Iron Blood Alliance, and many of them are injured, but there is no way. This is the last battle and you cannot retreat.

Feihu was very imposing. His fat body was swaying and walked out, holding a large slash in his hand: "Who is coming?"

Lin Mo stared at Fei Hu and snorted coldly: "Tianmen Lin Mo."

"Lin Mo." Fei Hu was shocked. He didn't expect that Lin Mo, one of the third young men in the Tianmen, would come in person. However, he immediately had an idea. If Lin Mo could be kept or killed, the problems faced by the Iron Blood Alliance would be solved immediately.

Thinking of this, Feihu was overjoyed. In his opinion, the third young master of Tianmen was just a fame. Judging from Lin Mo's age, he was only in his twenties. When he came out to have sex, he didn't know where to pee and play with mud.

"Lin Mo, I have heard of your name." Fei Hu raised his mountain knife and glanced around. They were surrounded by the Tianmen people.

Lin Mo didn't say anything. In his eyes, Feihu was already a dead person, and he had no habit of talking nonsense to the dead.

"Lin Mo, do you dare to fight me alone?" Feihu took a step forward, with awesome momentum, and it really had a bit of a tiger's power.

"Boy, you are a fat tiger in the Iron Blood Alliance. You are blind. Now our Tianmen has the upper hand. Who will fight you one-on-one?" A leader next to Lin Mo said sarcastically.

When Feihu saw that even a leader dared to talk to him, he couldn't help but be furious: "Shut up, I'll talk to your boss, what's wrong with you?"

The leader looked at Lin Mo with his light, and saw that he was not impatient, so he felt relieved: "Shut up, what qualifications do you have to talk to our boss? You will die in a few minutes."

"Lin Mo, that's how you educate me." Fei Hu shook the sword hard and asked in a deep voice.

"They are my brothers."

Hearing Lin Mo's words, the leader and the Tianmen people around him were all a little excited. Yes, Lin Mo never regarded them as his younger brother.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you dare to fight alone?" Feihu asked gritted his teeth.

The leader of the Tianmen seemed to be infected by Lin Mo's words and sneered: "Only fight, you are not qualified to let my boss do it. Come on, I'll have fun with you." As he said that, he was about to step forward.

"White Wolf, come back." Lin Mo said lightly.

The leader stood firm and looked respectful: "Boss."

"I'll do it." Originally, Lin Mo didn't want to play a single fight, but Feihu was aggressive, and his subordinate Bailang had already agreed, so he stood up and prepared to kill Feihu.

"Boss, why use the slaughter knife to kill a chicken? I'll go up."

"You are not his opponent." Lin Mo shook his head and walked towards Feihu: "Since you want to die, I will give you a ride."

"Hmph." Fei Hu raised his hand and pointed directly at Lin Mo: "Come on."

Lin Mo didn't say nonsense, speeded up his pace and walked towards Feihu, his speed getting faster and faster. When he was only about ten meters away from Feihu, he exerted force under his feet, and his speed increased sharply. The triangular sting exuded a faint cold light.

Feihu didn't take Lin Mo seriously at first, but when he felt the change in Lin Mo's aura, his heart was shocked and his face changed, a master.

Lin Mo is no longer Wu Xia Ameng. He first trained with the members of the Wind, and finally competed with the Fallen Eight Eyebrow. Although he lost, don’t forget that Fallen Eight Eyebrow is the tenth among the Fallen Eyebrows.

Later, Wuhuan taught Lin Mo a lot of things, including many practical things, and even taught him the fierce Bajiquan.

Lin Mo has a good talent, otherwise Wuming wouldn't have seen it differently. He integrated the fighting and killer moves he learned from the wind with what Wuhuan taught him. Although his strength was not as good as Zhang Yu, it was not much worse.

"Ba", the Sanling Army Battalion collided heavily with the mountain knife. Before the fat tiger could react, the Bajiquan hit his ribs hard, and only a few sounds of "Crack, Crack," the fist force directly broke his ribs through the fat tiger's fat flesh.

"Ah", Fei Hu just screamed. The next second, Lin Mo appeared behind him like a ghost. The three-edged military spike with a cold light flashing in his hand penetrated hard along Fei Hu's back heart.

Lin Mo's huge power, coupled with the sharpness of the triangular army pierced through the body of the fat tiger. A piece of blood-stained triangular blade burst out from his chest, and blood splattered along the bloodletting groove.

The process of fighting between the two was no more than ten seconds. It can be said that without waiting for the people on the scene to react, the battle was over, and people from both the Tianmen and the Iron Blood Alliance stood there and looked dumbfounded.

Feihu's face was pale and he was spitting blood out of his mouth. He couldn't believe that he would lose so thoroughly. If he had known that Lin Mo was so powerful, how could he have proposed a one-on-one challenge? If he had started a melee, he could take the opportunity to leave.

The fat tiger lowered his head and looked at the triangular sting on his chest. The blood on it was so bright red and dazzling, and then he lost consciousness. His fat body slammed on the ground and fell into a pool of blood.

It's ridiculous. A few minutes ago, Feihu was preparing to catch Lin Mo or kill him, but now he is lying in a pool of blood. No wonder Lin Mo is cruel and ruthless, he can only blame him for not knowing himself.

Now that the Tianmen has unified the Jiuquan**, Lin Mo usually has very few opportunities to take action. In the past few days, some of the conflicts are also the ones below who are the ones who are superior. Now, Lin Mo shocked the audience as soon as he takes action.

After tonight, the reputation of the Third Young Master of Tianmen will surge again, especially Lin Mo, who was not originally showing off, may be catching up with Huotian, the third Young Master of Tianmen, ranked first.

The white wolf stood there, looked at the fat tiger in the pool of blood, then looked at Lin Mo, and then shook his head and shouted: "Brother Mo is mighty and the sky gate is domineering."

"Surrender, don't kill, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy." Lin Mo turned around, looked at the three hundred brothers of the Iron Blood Alliance, and said coldly.

"I, I surrender." I don't know who it was, so I shouted first, then threw the machete in my hand to the ground.

Fear spread rapidly, and the boss had been killed by Lin Mo. If he continued to fight, he would have a bird's meaning. Soon, all the three hundred brothers of the Iron Blood Alliance threw down their weapons, squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms, trembling.

Lin Mo nodded with satisfaction. The same is true for his purpose of killing Feihu just now. It is better to die a Feihu than to fight both sides to make blood flow into a river. Now it seems that the effect is pretty good.

Lin Mo bent down, pulled out the three-edged military thorn from Feihu's body, wiped blood on him, and walked back without looking back: "White Wolf, blow the wind on the road. From today on, there will be no Iron Blood Alliance in Jiuquan. If anyone dares to jump again, this will be the end."

"Yes, Brother Mo." Bai Lang stood up straight and nodded respectfully.

Soon, the news of the destruction of the Iron Blood Alliance spread throughout the Jiuquan Road, especially the news of Lin Mo's killing of the Fat Tiger, which was even more amazing.

Some people said that Lin Mo killed Feihu with one blow, and all the remaining people in the Iron Blood Alliance surrendered; some people even said that Lin Mo kicked Feihu to death; in the end, the more he spread, he became more and more amazing, saying that Feihu shouted at Lin Mo, but Lin Mo did not take action and directly killed the other party with his mind.

However, regardless of the authenticity of various news, Lin Mo reached the peak of his popularity in Jiuquan, and he also had a very domineering nickname called Tianmen War God.

When this nickname reached Lin Mo's ears, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly. Among the three young masters of Tianmen, Huotian is the weakest now, but he is not the strongest. Calling himself the God of War, isn't that nonsense?

Tianmen won a great victory and held a celebration banquet. Tiehua, who was hiding in Jiuquan, was not so wonderful. When he heard that Feihu was killed by Lin Mo, he was also a little scared, but he didn't expect that the Third Young Master of Tianmen was so powerful.
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