Before the "Moon Team" could turn around and stand firm, and Zheng Guohuai couldn't help but think too much, Park Wanchen gave an order, and axes from all over the sky struck head-on, smashing into the "Moon Team". The two hundred people of the "Moon Team" screamed one after another. Zheng Guohuai hid in the crowd.
He held his head and jumped back, knowing that there was a plan. He originally wanted to pull out the pistol for self-defense, but he could only dodge in a hurry. A wave of axes hit him, and before his heart palpitations subsided, another roar came from the north behind him.
Voice.
"Zheng Guohuai! You're finished!" Blue Tiger, one of the four fierce tigers under his right hand, led a team of more than 150 people, with red cloth strips tightly wrapped around his arms, and suddenly appeared at the crossroads in the north, joining the people who had just ran.
Song Guoliang and Zhang Haodong were running closer with sonorous steps.
"Smash!" Lan Hu shouted the same command, and more than 150 axes flew through the air again. Those members of the "Moon Team" who had just raised their heads were now attacked from both sides, and once again fell into the scream of being hit by the axes.
In the middle, two waves of flying attacks with a total of more than 320 axes injured more than half of Zheng Guohuai's men, and no less than six or seventy people fell to the ground. In an instant, the pure white ground was full of pieces.
The blood was red, and Pu Wanchen did not give the opponent any time to breathe. As soon as the ax on the north side of Blue Tiger stopped, more than a hundred people on the south side had already picked up their machetes, rushed into the enemy group, and started a close-quarters melee, vowing to suppress the opponent and draw their guns and shoot.
Possibility. At the same time that the blue tiger from the north threw the axe, he already raised the machete in his hand and led the crowd to rush in, preparing for a hand-to-hand fight. Hundreds of people met on a narrow road and once again fought in one place like a tidal wave, their arms were wrapped with red cloth strips.
On the right hand, the remaining three tigers among the four tigers, four people side by side, holding the "piercing cone" made of hollow steel pipes with both hands, quietly and slowly walked from the rear.
Standing at the front with his right hand, he stared at the hundreds of people chasing out of Huailai and the Bone Shop two streets away. In the darkness, it was difficult to see which one was Zheng Guohuai.
"Remember to specifically look for Zheng Guohuai and his "Five King Kongs" to kill! No matter what, we cannot let these people leave alive!" Among the four, the one with the fastest right hand, with both hands "piercing the awl", was the first to rush into the chaotic crowd.
, the first thing I saw was the fourth of the "Five King Kongs" who was struggling to get up on the ground on the left. Now he was like flesh on the mat and nails on the board. His right hand gave up on him and continued to shuttle deeper into the crowd.
.Five steps away, his right hand and left eye were narrowed tightly, and the figure was shaking, but it could not stop the strong body of the fifth of the "Five King Kongs", who was still struggling desperately.
He raised the "piercing awl" with his right hand and came behind him without saying a word. The primitive sensitivity of human nature seemed to make Lao Wu suddenly feel the danger. He threw away the person he was holding with his left hand and turned around. A steel awl
With his stomach pierced through, Lao Wu instantly froze on the spot. He slowly lowered his head and stared at a bright steel pipe. When a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, the second "piercing cone" in his right hand had arrived and penetrated straight into his heart.
Lao Wu couldn't even stop him. He was trembling all over. His shoulders dropped and he fell to the ground. He took a big step with his right hand and stepped on Lao Wu's still breathing chest, and pulled out the two "piercing the chest" that penetrated deeply into his chest and abdomen.
"Cone", without taking another look, he left the visitors on Huangquan Road and continued to move forward to find the target of tonight's hunting.
Not far behind him, there was a pitiful scream, and the fourth child, who was half disabled, was pierced by the white tiger with a "piercing awl" in his neck and trachea, and was nailed to the ground. Another steel awl was inserted into his chest.
The second among the "Five King Kongs" was nearby. He saw with his own eyes that the fifth was stabbed to death, and in his ears he heard the screams of the fourth before his death. He knocked over his own people who were blocking him and ran towards the street lamp.
He got out of the car, and the black tiger followed him like a shadow. The second brother ran between the two cars, and the white tiger suddenly appeared in front of him. With a trembling exclamation, the second son's chest and back were plunged into three steel awls, and the black tiger
, Baihu and the two men worked in tandem and stabbed the second child into a bloody honeycomb with a "bore-piercing awl." Before the second child died, he lay on his own car door, and the blood sprayed from his mouth flowed all over the car.
All windows are.
Zihu took a small circle among the noisy fighting crowd and saw the eldest of the ferocious "Five King Kongs" resisting the beatings of three "red cloth strips" alone. Zheng Guohuai was close to the eldest brother behind him, and the two of them worked together.
Backing up, the steps were consistent. A sinister sneer appeared on Zihu's face. He straightened the "piercing awl" with both hands, made a small run, and rushed forward, wanting to pierce two people in one fell swoop, killing two birds with one stone. But at this time he
Maybe he was unlucky, but just five or six steps away, a member of our own family with a red cloth wrapped around his arm suddenly ran out to block the front. This man wanted to come to support his people and cut down Zheng Guohuai, but he didn't notice the whirlwind behind him.
Zihu came running towards him. Zihu couldn't dodge and almost hit one of his own. In an instant, his foot slipped and he fell to the ground. A "bore-piercing awl" was thrown far away, and the boss happened to see it.
A chill.
"Brother Zheng, let's go quickly, I'll stop you!" The boss pushed Zheng Guohuai behind him and threw the two of them with a loud scream. At this moment, Zheng Guohuai also knew that it was a matter of life and death. He no longer hesitated, swung the machete he grabbed and swept away one of them.
, bypassed a nearby jeep, got under a car when no one was noticing, and hid.
Zihu fell hard, and when he climbed up from the snow, he lost sight of Zheng Guohuai in the blink of an eye. Only the boss was still fighting with people on the ground. Zihu looked around against the snow, and saw Baihu rushing towards him.
Come on, the blood on the steel cone in your hand has frozen.
"I'll kill you first!"
Zi Hu wanted to kill the boss first and then go to Zheng Guohuai. When he turned his eyes from the direction of Bai Hu, the boss had already injured one person and stood up, rushing towards Zi Hu. Zi Hu was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by the boss's punch. He fell back three or four times.
He stood still after a long step, the blood surged in his throat, and his eyes blurred. The boss didn't stop for a moment, but when he saw that there was no one around him, he kicked his feet on the ground, took long strides and ran towards the south. There was a person on the road.
When he noticed it, he tried to stop him, but he knocked him over and fell to the ground. Bai Hu followed closely behind him and ran too fast. He lost his footing and fell over. Seeing that the boss was about to run to the intersection in front of him,
Bai Hu raised the "bore-piercing cone" and threw it out fiercely. Unfortunately, he had never practiced throwing a javelin! With this throw, the sharp steel cone pierced into the front hood of a car, a long distance away from the boss.
Four meters away.
Bai Hu hurriedly chased after him again, but it was too late. The boss, with blood on his face, rushed to the side street, stopped a taxi, dragged out the driver, snatched the car and ran away with his life. Bai Hu held the other hand in his hand.
Steel Cone stood there shaking with anger. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the pistol wrapped tightly around his waist. When he was about to shoot, his right hand had already arrived.
"Let him go!" His right hand pressed down on Bai Hu's raised arm.
"Alas!!" Bai Hu stomped his feet fiercely.
"Where is Zheng Guohuai?" the right hand asked the white tiger. The white tiger shook his head, and then the blue tiger hurried over.
Suddenly, an extremely sharp whistle pierced the night sky, penetrated the snow sea and the fierce wind, and rang in everyone's ears. This was the signal to dodge, and it was also the time limit for the fight to end.
In an instant, the streets were sparsely populated, leaving only over a hundred of Zheng Guohuai's men seriously injured, dozens of them fell to the ground with axes, and a few corpses.