They were panicked in their hearts and wanted to retreat their opponents, but how could the two teams, who were already completely mixed together, be separated so easily?
As if he was injected with chicken blood, the Feisha Gang members who suddenly burst out with endless fighting spirit could easily let go of their opponents.
The whole scene suddenly became chaotic!
When the two armies fight, morale is the most important. This is the most simple truth, but at this moment, Tianhe will be completely left behind.
At this time, they had a thought in their minds: Retreat and escape were the order of the young gang leader!
The thousand people brought by Park Wanchen had already scattered around the entire battlefield. Faced with the panicked crowd, they waved their butcher knife without hesitation.
This is the battlefield, there is no mercy! Be kind to the enemy is cruelty to yourself! Either you die or I die!
The sound of wails, screams, and shrill crying suddenly rang through the night sky. Even the waning moon in the night sky could not bear to look at the hell on earth again, slowly hiding into the clouds.
Park Wanchen waved two machetes and took the lead, dancing wildly. Behind were the two brothers Tang Ao and Tang Yu. The three of them formed a sharp attack arrow and launched a fierce attack on the crowd.
Before the other party kneels down and surrenders, there is no other choice except killing!
With a loud roar, the machete in his hand violently shook the lower abdomen in front of him, and the back waist stretched out. The force was too strong and the castration was too strong. The red-colored knife tip stabbed into the heart of the person behind him again!
He raised his feet and kicked the two of them hard away. His right fist, which was big on the mouth, smashed it to the right without hesitation.
The scared little brother Tianhehui was hit on the cheek by this terrible punch. His whole face was completely concave as if he was hit by a hammer. His head was folded back, and his throat was completely broken.
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He died miserably like this.
After a while, after Park Wanchen killed six people in a row and seriously injured more than a dozen people, a figure suddenly rushed towards him.
Before he could swing his huge fist, a loud roar made him come back to his senses: "Wan Chen, it's me!"
Park Wanchen looked at his pale face, blood on the corners of his mouth, and his clothes were torn. He was shocked: "Brother Right Hand, what's wrong with you?"
His right hand was panting: "He was careless, so he asked several personal guards around Chen Dongfang to cut a knife."
You should know that anyone who can be selected as their close guard is all the elites they carefully selected. Although their personal strength may not be as good as them, they are also elites among the elites. Take Chen Dongfang's six close guards
As for the guards, the power of the six-person teaming together can definitely exceed Chen Dongfang's own strength!
Park Wanchen looked at the right hand and knew that he had definitely suffered a serious injury, otherwise he would not have been so embarrassed. He asked the brothers Tang Ao and Tang Yu beside him to protect their right hand quickly.
The seriously injured right hand rushed out along the way and was hit by eight stabs again. He almost lost his life several times. He only knew that Tianhe would retreat like crazy. The randomly waving swords were so densely
The power cannot be underestimated.
"Wan Chen, that guy Chen Dongfang is in that direction. First, get rid of him and suppress this crazy buffalo. Try to minimize our losses. If we swallow these, we have to attack the headquarters of the Tianhe Society."
Park Wanchen responded, asking Tang Ao and Tang Yu to protect their right hands well, lifted the machete and rushed towards the direction of their right fingers.
Chen Dongfang, who had realized that he had "may" made a big mistake in the crowd, tried his best to stop the brothers beside him from stabilizing his position. However, in the already completely chaotic crowd, several more people even "recognized" him as the young leader.
They have lost their morale and only have one belief in their hearts. It’s important to escape!
However, his waves of shouting led his right hand over. The right hand of his right hand suddenly stretched forward, and a guy who swung his knife to rush over him was directly smashed by his throat with one punch.
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He grabbed the man's neck tightly and his right hand ruthlessly turned around. Amid a burst of wailing, a large area quickly appeared in front of him.
Chen Dongfang suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He turned around suddenly and happened to see a pair of fanatical eyes staring at him.
Knock.
Chen Dongfang's heart trembled violently, and the chill was even more chill than before: "Who are you?"
Park Wanchen used a big hand to wipe off all the blood and flesh stuck to his face and a few small bones, adding a terrifying hideous look on his white face.
"Chen Dongfang"
Being stared at Park Wanchen's fanatical and bloodthirsty eyes, Chen Dongfang's heart was beating again. This was an indescribable feeling of death touching, which made his breathing gradually become rapid.
"Who are you?" Chen Dongfang asked with surprise. He has always been in Haiphong City and has rarely been to other cities. Naturally, he will not know a big brother like Park Wanchen. However, even if he doesn't know him anymore,
From the other person's eyes, he could also feel that the other person was definitely not a good person.
"Remember my name, Park Wanchen of Feisha Gang!" With a roar that seemed to tear apart the night sky, Park Wanchen stepped on the ground and rushed towards Chen Dongfang quickly.
Park Wanchen is Park Wanchen.
Looking at Chen Dongfang's expression full of surprise, a sneer appeared on the corner of Park Wanchen's mouth. He was not in the mood to continue talking nonsense to the other party. He inserted his left foot forward violently, and moved forward rapidly and even stopped suddenly.
In the extremely quiet moment, a large amount of sand splashed on the front feet. The whole body rotated rapidly at 180 degrees, and the swinging right leg was slashing with a howling energy hit Chen Dongfang's abdomen with a stormy wave.
With the dull impact, Chen Dongfang immediately bent like a prawn, not waiting for him to scream or fly backwards. Just as he bent down, Park Wanchen's big palm slammed
Slapping Chen Dongfang's head, his five fingers instantly grabbed Chen Dongfang's hair.
At this moment, Chen Dongfang, who was suffering from terrifying force in his lower abdomen, rose up from the ground, but the hair on his head was still tightly grasped by a big palm.
The direct result of this contradiction is.
With a sound similar to tearing paper, Chen Dongfang's scalp on the back of his head was torn off by the force of the two sides.
Chen Dongfang, who was lying on the ground, hugged the back of his head and let out a shrill scream that was not like a human voice.
He threw away the strand of hair that was still holding in his hand, and Park Wanchen grabbed Chen Dongfang's neck and lifted it up! These extra-large palms almost grabbed Chen Dongfang's entire neck.
Sen Han stared at Chen Dongfang, whose face was distorted due to head pain: "You, you still want to surrender to death!"