[It’s a new month, please support me with flowers, pk tickets, and subscriptions. There are more updates this month. Please support me!] The back door is an open space with no walls and only a large garbage dump. Lu Xiaobei is running in the garbage dump.
Here, he really couldn't imagine how people like Li Laoguai lived in such a dirty environment. The dirty environment shaped this group of dirty people, and dirty people are naturally not afraid of their own filth.
Lu Xiaobei ran for a while carrying a steel knife through a large garbage pile. Now that the weather was getting warmer, there were already a small number of flies and mosquitoes in the garbage, and a fishy smell surrounded the tip of Lu Xiaobei's nose.
Lu Xiaobei was the only one who ran into the garbage. Zhao Penghui was still in Li Laoguai's house, smashing it with a steel knife. The room was quite large, like a warehouse, and could accommodate crooked furniture.
With more than fifty beds, this is where Li Laoguai and his group live day and night. This big house is like a warehouse, filled with daily necessities and scraps of metal everywhere.
Zhao Penghui smashed everywhere with a machete, smashing two second-hand TV sets and several radios. There was nothing valuable in this shabby warehouse. After a long time of smashing, it was just these junk things. Finally, Zhao Penghui clicked the button in anger.
He rummaged out more than a dozen bottles of liquor from the wine cabinet, poured them all over the room, and then lit them with a lighter.
The flames suddenly started boiling and jumped up to the rafters. Zhao Penghui never expected that these bandits had hidden a lot of explosives under their beds. The fuses of the explosives were ignited by the fire and then began to explode.
Zhao Penghui was so frightened that he ran out. If he had known that there were explosives hidden in this warehouse, he would never have done such a stupid thing. He almost risked his own life just to burn down someone else's house. Anyway,
Zhao Penghui is a boy with a lot of luck. He does things a bit recklessly, but he was able to save his own life and run out of the smoke-filled warehouse without any injuries. This is because of his luck.
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Chen Guandong ran towards the western path of the purchasing station with a steel knife in his hands. The western path ran along a lovely, overgrown and numerous weed. This was the best place for Tibetans. Chen Guandong felt that Li Laoguai and the others were a bunch of idiots.
Numbers 40 and 50 couldn't all be running to the same place. They must have run separately. In this direction, they would definitely be able to find their people.
Chen Guandong was running alone on the west path with a steel knife, looking around at the dark river embankment and the night wind blowing, causing waves of chill.
There was no one, only the swarming of weeds and the rustling of leaves. Under the night light, Chen Guandong, alone and with a knife, looked particularly aloof.
At this moment, a young man suddenly jumped out from behind a bush, holding a machete in his hand. He had been hiding in the bush for a long time. When he saw Chen Guandong coming, his legs and feet were trembling with fear. Often, the more scared a person is, the more motivated he is.
Unable to show his potential, this kid couldn't bear the pressure in his heart and finally rushed out from the bushes to fight to the death with Chen Guandong.
This young man came from behind Chen Guandong with a machete. In the darkness, Chen Guandong felt a cold light flash. If it wasn't in front, it must be behind him. He didn't even look back, he raised the knife and swung it backwards.
With a "swish" sound, the knife was extremely fast and very accurate. With the sound, Chen Guandong judged the direction of the opponent's attack. He took advantage of the situation and pulled out the knife without even using his eyes. The blade had already struck the young man accurately.
On the wrist holding the knife.
The power of the steel knife was immense. After one stroke, the young man's right hand and arm were completely separated, and the machete was still resting on his palm.
The moment the young man's hand was cut off, he felt his hands were cold. Then he looked again and found that his palm was gone, leaving only a broken arm with gurgling blood. At that time, the boy was so frightened that he fainted.
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"Who the hell can stand up for me!" Chen Guandong shouted toward the dark woods.
In the darkness not far away, a man suddenly jumped out with a machete, running and shouting, "It's just him, brothers, come on!"
After shouting one sentence, at least a dozen people rushed over. Chen Guandong looked at the cold lights in the darkness without the slightest fear. He held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand and rushed forward to meet the machetes of these bandits.
During the process, Chen Guandong only had one belief in his heart: He is Chen Guandong, and Chen Guandong will chop up everyone here to avenge his brothers!
Zhao Penghui, who had narrowly escaped from the room, also rushed over and joined Chen Guandong's battle with a machete. The two of them were facing one person. Completely, they did not suffer any loss. In the darkness, blood mist filled the air. There were more than ten people.
The young man was no match for the two of them. He seemed to be unable to see the speed at which they drew their swords, so a scratch must have appeared on his body.
Lu Xiaobei was still searching around in the garbage dump alone. He felt that there must be someone hiding here, and there were many people hiding there.
Lu Xiaobei saw a vague figure in front of him and took a step forward. At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from the garbage pile and grabbed Lu Xiaobei's leg. In the other direction, a machete appeared.
He slashed at Lu Xiaobei's ankle.
It turned out that there were many of Li Laoguai's men hiding in the garbage dump. They just wanted to hide here. When they saw that Lu Xiaobei had arrived alone, there were no reinforcements, so they prepared to launch an attack.
Lu Xiaobei raised the machete and struck very quickly. He first cut off the hand that was holding his ankle, and then jumped up to avoid the machete that was sweeping towards him. Lu Xiaobei watched the direction in which the machete was looking.
, facing the garbage pile in this direction, he slashed at it fiercely with a steel knife, and slashed several times in succession. Blood flowed out of the garbage pile. After a while, a man rolled out of the garbage pile, with Lu Xiao's body covered all over.
Bei's chops with several knives left him bloody and bloody.
Behind Lu Xiaobei, at least a dozen people rushed up with machetes. They all had garbage hanging on their bodies, which was disgusting. Lu Xiaobei turned around and glared at these people. His eye circles had turned red. At this moment, he
He thought of the scene when he was in the United States, holding a machete and fighting his way out of the siege of more than 40 members of the Dragon Head Gang and a dozen black people. At this moment, Lu Xiaobei's combat effectiveness was suddenly lifted.
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Lu Xiaobei shouted loudly, his voice was deafening, and he rushed forward. When he was close to the enemy, he jumped up high, raised the knife with both hands, raised it above his head, and then slashed fiercely from top to bottom, with one move from Guan Erye
The special move "Heaven and Earth Shatter" cut off the shoulder of the boy at the front of the heavy load vertically. The entire shoulder, including bones and flesh, was cut off and torn from the body. The pain is self-evident.
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Blood spattered on Lu Xiaobei's body. After Lu Xiaobei was inspired by the blood, he looked even more crazy. He seemed to have gone crazy. He took the machete and slashed wildly. His attacks had no weight. The person in front of him seemed to be straw or straw.
Like thorns, they have lost the meaning and value of life in Lu Xiaobei's eyes. Anyone who blocks Lu Xiaobei's path will die.
While Lu Xiaobei was slashing, he was thinking that anyone who opposed him would only die, because he was Lu Xiaobei, the boss of Daquan Longtang, and the son of Zhang Zhenhong, the boss of Daquan Gang.
Regardless of whether Zhang Zhenhong recognizes it or not, his physical strength still retains the blood of Daquan, and people in Daquan must be brave!
Lu Xiaobei was brave enough. In just three minutes, five people had fallen at his feet. The five people were covered in stab wounds and their bodies were chopped to pieces. It looked like there was no hope of survival.
The moment when Lu Xiaobei's child displayed his killing steel knife unscrupulously and penetrated people's bodies, it was a kind of pleasure. This pleasure made him enjoy the sport of killing people endlessly. Lu Xiaobei was like a murderer, or he was possessed by the god of death.
, Lu Xiaobei’s demons block the demons, and the gods block the gods!
After fighting Lu Xiaobei for several times, everyone within two meters of Lu Xiaobei had fallen to the ground. These little bandits never expected that this humble young man could be so powerful, and many of them already felt guilty.
He turned around and ran away. Lu Xiaobei started to chase in the blood mist. He slashed at people's backs with his machete, completely recklessly. He chopped down every one he caught and hacked them to death!
At this time, a siren sounded in the distance. Lu Xiaobei had heard too many such sirens in the United States. At this moment, he suddenly regained his calm mind and knew that he would not be easy if he was caught. He was now a businessman.
He is not a murderer, so he can only run away now.
Lu Xiaobei ran away without throwing down the steel knife. There were fingerprints on the steel knife. The police would find the murderer based on these fingerprints. As soon as he ran out of the garbage dump, Chen Guandong drove his Mercedes-Benz and shouted to Lu Xiaobei: "Brother, get in
Car!" They called Brother Bei because he was afraid that the police would hear them, but they were far away and the police would not hear them even if they called.
Lu Xiaobei got into the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz and was covered in blood, but none of it was his. Chen Guandong and Zhao Penghui were also covered in blood, but they themselves were not injured, not even skin injuries.
Lu Xiaobei took off his dirty clothes and asked, "Have you found Mr. Li?"
"No, we didn't see Li Laoguai. Those who fought with us were his younger brothers. I guess Li Laoguai ran away!" Chen Guandong said while driving. The police car did not chase them. It seems that the police did not find them and escaped smoothly.
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"Damn it, let this grandson run away! If he has the ability, he will never return to Guangyang City, nor go to Gushan City or Lingbei Town. If he dares to come back, he will be quartered in five fucking horses!" Zhao Penghui gritted his teeth.
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"You didn't leave any survivors, did you?" Lu Xiaobei asked.
"Originally I didn't want to kill anyone, but when the police came, I was afraid of taking them back to ask for something, so out of caution, I chopped them all to death, leaving no one alive," Chen Guandong said.
Lu Xiaobei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. I didn't leave any survivors. This time the police found no evidence. This time it was the most painful blow to Li Laoguai. I guess he
You shouldn’t show up in Guangyang City for three to five years!”
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