Zhang Biao came back to his senses. He was really stunned just now. At this moment, there was still a trace of disbelief on his face.
He really did not expect that the five masters under him would be knocked to the ground by Ye Junlang in the blink of an eye, as if they were made of paper and vulnerable to a blow.
This shocked Zhang Biao at Ye Junlang's skill, but he didn't care. After all, this was not an era of fighting alone, but an era of powerful groups.
Personal hero?
Zhang Biao sneered, no matter how strong a person is, can he withstand the siege of No. 40? Not to mention that he still has a stronger trump card!
"I have to say, you are indeed very good at fighting! No wonder the people under my command have fallen into your hands one after another! Is this why you came here as a confident person?" Zhang Biao laughed and said,
"A tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves! This is not the age of being a hero alone! No matter how good you are, you are still just one person!"
After talking about it, his tone became colder and colder, and the violent murderous intention contained in it became more and more intense. In the end, he waved his hand violently and shouted -
"Give them all to me! Whoever can take down this person will be rewarded heavily!"
Zhang Biao gave the order, and the men in black holding various weapons were already impatient, and they all started to drink violently——
"Dare to run wild in Master Biao's territory, you are clearly asking for death!"
"Rush over and surround him!"
"I'm just one person, and I think I can withstand thousands of troops? I'm afraid I don't know how I will die in the end!"
"Come on, I can't wait to blow his head off!"
The men in black were talking one after another. Following Zhang Biao's order, they immediately took action. They all swarmed up and attacked Ye Junlang with great force.
"Welcome to hell!"
Ye Junlang smiled and opened his arms in a welcoming gesture.
He no longer concealed his aura, and the terrifying abyss-like aura filled the air, giving people the feeling that a giant beast was awakening, and a blood so rich that it seemed like a real mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Murderous aura is also permeating the air!
There seems to be a bloody hell behind Ye Junlang, and he is the devil who specializes in harvesting lives - Satan!
laugh!
At this time, bursts of sound piercing the air came. It was the sound of various cold weapons cutting through the void, which seemed extremely harsh. There were even fierce killing intents in it, sweeping towards Ye Junlang.
to.
Long knives slashed through the air, iron rods swept across, iron chains wrapped around each other, daggers stabbed... All kinds of cold weapons, all kinds of weird and tricky assassination methods, all appeared at this moment, and they all greeted Ye Junlang.
"Break it for me!"
Ye Junlang shouted loudly, the sound was as loud as thunder, and his momentum was magnificent. He moved and faced the sword and sword in front of him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The iron rod in Ye Junlang's hand was swung like the wind. Under the rapid swing, it seemed to form a shield, blocking all the long knives, iron rods, etc. that were attacking him.
His counterattack was even more simple and crude. The iron rod in his hand shook away all the attacks, and his moves were like lightning, and the iron rod swept towards each of the men in black.
The sound of ping ping ping pong weapons clashing, and the shrill howl, merged and echoed around.
Ye Junlang only has one man and one stick, but he is like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. Wherever he passes, no one can stop him!
His attacks are extremely effective. The seemingly simple offensive often contains an extremely rough power. The iron rod or bar or swing in his hand. Sometimes he punches, sometimes he sweeps his legs. Every time he takes a shot, he basically
It would not fail, he knocked down the thugs in black attire one after another.
"ah--"
"Click, click-"
The shrill, piercing howls never stopped, coming one after another, continuously. As soon as this person finished howling, the next person immediately took over.
It was accompanied by bursts of harsh and dense fracture sounds, which echoed in this space.
Soon, figures like dead dogs lay scattered on the ground. Some of them were still bleeding from their mouths and noses, some had their hands and feet broken and their bones exposed, some were twitching and convulsing and foaming at the mouth... This scene seemed like
It is a hell on earth, and Ye Junlang is a cold-blooded and ruthless Satan in this bloody hell!
He fought and charged into the encirclement of dozens of people from the other side, sweeping across all directions with a devastating momentum, making him invincible.
During this period, he also received some punches and kicks, but he didn't want to waste time dodging them. Anyway, those punches and kicks hit his body that had been tempered to be extremely strong, and it was like scratching an itch.
Will cause actual harm.
Ye Junlang just charged all the way up. He never took a step back. He kept moving forward, and behind him fell one opponent after another who rushed up!
With Ye Junlang's powerful attack and killing methods, this battle started and ended quickly.
boom!!
When the last man in black clothes was punched in the face by Ye Junlang, his face was smashed to pieces, and he fell straight to the ground, the battle ended.
Looking around, with the place where Ye Junlang was standing as the center point, there were men in black lying prone in all directions. The smell of blood was beginning to permeate the air. Along with the pitiful howls one after another, this scene made people feel...
It’s scary and frightening to watch!
"Anyone else?"
Ye Junlang's eyes darkened, and he stared at Zhang Biao. The coldness in his eyes seemed to turn into a tangible ice sword, piercing Zhang Biao's body, making Zhang Biao tremble all over, and then his whole body
Come back to your senses immediately.
At this time, Zhang Biao's face no longer had the previous arrogance and arrogance, but was replaced by endless fear. His face turned pale with fright, and his legs were shaking uncontrollably——
How can this be?
More than 40 elite thugs under him surrounded him, but they couldn't beat him alone?
What kind of perverted character is this? What kind of perverted skills? Is he really just a security guard? Only a ghost can believe that this is just a security guard...
Zhang Biao's face immediately became a little uncertain. He saw with his own eyes that Ye Junlang, alone, wiped out all the elite thugs under him. The shocking impact was truly unparalleled and unimaginable!
"If no one is there, then it's your turn!"
Ye Junlang's lips were the same and he looked at Zhang Biao with squinted eyes.
"Your Excellency has extraordinary skills and is extremely powerful. However, Wang is not talented and is willing to go out and learn your skills!"
At this time, a man on the right side behind Zhang Biao spoke. He had a short cut, and he had a brave yet calm aura. He looked like a ruthless man who had been licking blood from the edge of his knife all year round, so he saw Ye Jun
Even though Lang had just fought so bravely, he showed no fear on his face.
Zhang Biao also reacted immediately, and then he remembered that there were four ace masters beside him!
These four masters are all mercenaries who have retired from overseas mercenary groups. They are cold-blooded and powerful, and are killing machines on the battlefield.
No matter how powerful the security guard in front of you is, how can he compare with these mercenaries who have gone to the battlefield and killed people?
Thinking of this, Zhang Biao smiled confidently and said: "Wang Zhan, behave well and beat this kid to the ground!"
The man with the short cut hair named Wang Zhan had already walked out, his eyes sharp and cold, as sharp and cold as a murderous blade, and he stared at Ye Junlang without blinking.