The senior management of Yindu Tianmen is actively preparing for the war.

"Brother Feng, Brother Yu, there is something good." The gunner came to the office and said to Xiao Feng and Zhang Yu.

"What good thing?" Xiao Feng asked curiously.

The gunner grinned: "In the backyard, let's go and have a look."

Xiao Feng and Zhang Yu looked at each other, stood up, followed the gunner, and came to the backyard.

"Where did this come from?" What caught my eye was a row of streets running in various colors, shining with various colors of light, which was particularly dazzling.

Zhang Yu's eyes lit up. He was known as the God of Jiuquan Cars. He not only likes sports cars, but also motorcycles. He stepped forward and touched them: "It's pretty good."

"A few days ago, the Brothers Alliance intercepted a group of smuggling from the Iron Blood Gang, and there were these street runs inside, all of which were imported goods and could be sold at high prices in China." The gunner explained.

"Is there any oil?" Zhang Yu stepped on one and asked the gunner.

The gunner nodded: "Well, when the brothers sent it over, they were filled with oil."

Zhang Yu started the motorcycle and twisted the accelerator slightly. The street ran a huge roar, which even made the ground tremble slightly. The deafening roar could make the man's blood boil.

"It's great, I'll go out for a run." Zhang Yu smiled, and the street running roared again, rushed out of the backyard, and soon disappeared from sight.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yu came back and ran down the street: "Brother Feng, let's use this thing to raid tonight."

"Okay." Xiao Feng nodded and had a thought that the street running speed is very fast, and it is most suitable for raids.

As everyone's expectations were getting darker and darker, five hundred elites from Tianmen gathered together, took dozens or hundreds of vans, and set out towards the headquarters of the Iron Blood Gang.

"Han Chuang, we are ready to set off." Before leaving, Xiao Feng called Han Chuang.

"Haha, five minutes later, I will lead the troops to rush over."

"Okay." Xiao Feng said, hung up the phone, inserted a mountain-opening axe into the back seat, and then sat up: "Tonight, we will have the last battle with the Iron Blood Gang."

Zhang Yu sat on the street and played with a triangular military spike that was shining with cold light. From time to time, he was flirting with bloodthirsty light, and he avenged A Tian and Mu Tonight.

In addition to crabs and hills, the transportation of the members of the Wind are also all street running. As the elites trained by Xiao Feng, although they are not as omnipotent as those first-class international special forces, some transportation can still be driven.

As for crabs and hills, because their "tufts" are too big, although they won't deform the streets, they are also particularly weird. They can't run very fast, so it's better to take a van.

"Let's go." Xiao Feng waved his hand, and dozens of street runs made a roar at the same time, the ground trembled, and the momentum was shocking.

Running one by one, turning into afterimages. The hernia headlights in front of them were particularly bright, dazzling. Soon, they all disappeared on the street, like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the heart of the Iron Blood Gang.

He arrived first, and the street ran quickly over the van and rushed towards the territory of the Iron Blood Gang.

The crabs and hills sitting in the van are envious. They think it's time to lose weight? But they are burly and strong, with no fat on their bodies. Even if they want to lose weight, they can't lose weight.

...

"What, Tianmen raid." Tiexue, who was at the headquarters of the Iron Blood Gang, received a call and his face looked extremely ugly in an instant.

"Yes."

"I understand." Tiexue nodded and hung up the phone.

Tiexue took a few deep breaths, his face a little ferocious: "Xiao Feng, not only will you die tonight, but even the Tianmen will be destroyed." After saying that, he showed a resolute expression on his face and dialed a number.

"Hey." A cold and emotional voice sounded.

"I promised you, Mr. Xiao." Tiexue said with a respectful tone.

"Don't call me Mr. Xiao, call me Mr. Guan." There was such a voice over there.

"Yes, Mr. Guan."

"Iron Blood, I want you to know that after you promise me, the Iron Blood Gang will become my vassal, and your life will also belong to me."

Tiexue gritted his teeth: "I know."

"Then have you considered it clearly?"

"Well, I have thought it through clearly. I just want Mr. Guan to take action, kill Xiao Feng, and destroy Tianmen. From now on, my iron-blooded life will be yours. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"good."

"Mr. Guan, I got the news that Tianmen will raid the Iron Blood Gang tonight, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, I will send someone to your side. Since you are mine, I will definitely protect you."

"Thank you Mr. Guan."

"Remember, don't expose our relationship, even in front of the Japanese."

"yes."

Tiexue put down the phone and clenched his fists. From now on, the Tiexue Gang will not belong to him, and even his life will not belong to him.

"Xiao Feng, you forced me all this." Tiexue gritted his teeth and smashed his fist hard on the table.

After venting, a ferocious look flashed across Tiexue's face. Since it was coming to attack, wouldn't it be okay to give some surprises? He made several calls and made some arrangements.

Then, Tiexue left the room and went to discuss with the three tigers that it would be best if they could kill Xiao Feng, but they could not... Then Mr. Guan could only take action.

"Boss Tie, you are here." Baihu stood up and said when he saw Tiexue coming in.

"White Tiger, you decide when to start."

"We'll do it after twelve o'clock."

"What do you want to do?"

"That's it..." Baihu told Tiexue the so-called plan...

...

"Get together, rest." Han Chuang, wearing a camouflage outfit, shouted loudly at the men who were leaping in front of him.

Five hundred military elites, all of whom are uniformly equipped with ordinary camouflage at this moment, are easy to see in labor protection stores on the market, so that they can hide their identities to the greatest extent.

Weapons are all bayonets. Although they are not as good as the Sanling Army's assassination, they are more suitable for this large-scale combat. Moreover, this bayonet is more convenient to carry, and with daily exercises, they can completely kill enemies without limit.

"From now on, until midnight, you are no longer soldiers. Have you heard that?" Han Chuang said loudly.

"I heard it."

"Before joining the army, I envy the fighting on the Tao. Some people raise their hands." Han Chuang asked loudly again.

After Han Chuang finished speaking, almost more than half of the elite raised their hands. Any boy who did not realize the power of the Tao had his own dark dream.

"Very good, then tonight is your chance. What you have to face is apart from the Japanese masters, but they are gangsters in the underground world. Their fighting is indiscriminate, but they are ruthless. If you despise them, you may die." Han Chuang said seriously.

All the five hundred elites were staring at Han Chuang, and the blood in their bodies was boiling. They fought on the road, and maybe this time was the only time in the army.

"What you have to do tonight is to kill people and kill Japanese masters. They should all die. As for the members of the Iron Blood Gang..." Han Chuang paused, his tone softened a lot: "When the time comes, if they put down their weapons, then forget it."

After all, Han Chuang is not a person on the Tao. The ideas he accepted since childhood are also to protect the country and the people. Although they are mixed up, they are also Chinese.

When facing the vicious Japanese, Han Chuang could kill them without any mercy, but when facing the Chinese, he might he hesitate.

"No matter what, the premise is to ensure your own safety, no sound."

"yes."

"Then let's get in the car and set off." Han Chuang waved his hand and the five hundred elites got in the car in an orderly manner.

Han broke into the car and dialed the number for Xiao Feng. After a while, he answered the call: "I'm leaving."

"Yes." Han Chuang nodded: "What's the sound over you? Why is it so messy?"

"Haha, on the motorcycle, with headphones."

"Ride a motorcycle in the cold weather." Han Chuang rolled his eyes and hung up the phone.

The roar sounded throughout the night sky, and the streets ran to the territory of the Iron Blood Gang quickly, but there was no stop. They headed straight to the headquarters, where they fought tonight.

"What happened." Such an arrogant street sports car team attracted a lot of attention and aroused speculation.

"I don't know, nothing big will happen, right?" a gangster said while discussing.

"Don't you, those who are from Tianmen just now, look at their direction, they are obviously the headquarters of the Iron Blood Gang."

"Ah, raid the Iron Blood Gang, stop talking nonsense. There were only so many people just now. If I went to the Iron Blood Gang headquarters, I would definitely have gone but never returned."

"Not necessarily, you have forgotten those masters."

"Master."

"Especially the one who carried the Tianmen War Banner, it's so fucking."

The news began to spread again, but it was spreading plausible. Few people believed that everyone felt that Tianmen would not do anything to raid the Iron Blood Gang headquarters.

However, when the explosion sounded, everyone believed it. Tianmen really attacked the Iron Blood Gang, and the Iron Blood Gang was prepared for it. Tianmen encountered an ambush.

Dozens of vans entered the territory of the Iron Blood Gang. Five streets away from the headquarters, when the first vans were blown away, the cars behind them were too late to dodge and hit them hard.

A fire rose, and the shouts of killing sounded. The members of the Iron Blood Gang who had already ambushed around rushed out with their swords and rushed towards the chaotic scene.

"Damn it." An angry shout sounded, and the door of a van was kicked out, and a crab covered in blood crawled out from inside.

The crab stood up, looked at the members of the Iron Blood Gang who were rushing up, roared, and pushed his hands hard. The entire van was blown away by him and rolled forward.

The screams rang out, and the van hit several members of the Iron Blood Gang. The crab picked up two hijabs, rushed into the crowd, and began to rush.

Shankong was also not slow to react. Every time he swung his iron chain, he would definitely reap several lives. The two of them felt like they had entered a deserted land and actually stopped most of the enemies.

With the buffering of crabs and hills, the elites of Tianmen got out of the car and held the hijab to kill each other, and the scene was in chaos.
Chapter completed!