Chapter 2467 You have to pay it back when you come out to hang out
Facing Hou Xiaoqiang, who had lost his fighting spirit, Park Wanchen did not take his life immediately, but looked at the other party and couldn't help laughing.
"Why are you laughing?" Hou Xiaoqiang asked coldly. He was in a very desperate mood now. After all, under the opponent's fierce attack, many halls had been severely damaged. If this continues, I'm afraid it will be
The entire Blood Eagle Society will be done.
This is something he had never thought before. You know, the Blood Eagle Society is the largest gang organization in Vietnam, and no other gang dares to challenge the Blood Eagle. Because there is often only one result of challenging, that is, to destroy people by helping others.
Death. But at this moment, facing Park Wanchen, who was full of domineering, he had to believe that the Feisha Gang would indeed make enemies with the Blood Eagle, and his strength was beyond his imagination.
"Who do you think you are? You can die if you want to die? Do you know there is a saying that you can't live without dying?" Park Wanchen stared at the other party and said coldly.
"Park Wanchen, my mother!" Hou Xiaoqiang's face changed drastically when he heard Park Wanchen's words, and he couldn't help but curse. At this time, he would not care about the so-called face. As long as he could make him breathe, he would even shout out loud.
All your throat is willing.
"Come on! Cut off his tongue for me! I'll let him curse me again!" Park Wanchen snorted coldly and gave an order. He has always been unlucky in his subordinates to treat the enemy.
Immediately someone came up to execute Park Wanchen's order. Soon, Hou Xiaoqiang's tongue was cut off, and blood kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth, looking very terrifying.
"I always have to pay it back when I come out." Park Wanchen looked at the other person's appearance and said lightly. This is the world, and it is always full of fighting. There is no right or wrong, no right or wrong, everyone is for their own sake
Fight for interests.
The elites of Feisha Gang standing beside him have quickly searched for the Blood Eagle Society to fight. In fact, it is not so much a fight, but rather a massacre. After all, Hou Xiaoqiang has fallen into the hands of the other party and his subordinates
These brothers were like losing their leader and could not condense the dispersed human hearts again. Therefore, they were soon destroyed by the Feisha Gang.
At the same time, a unit led by his right hand has also attacked the largest hall in the city's west district. The hall owner of this hall is Yang Zhen.
"You are the right hand of Feisha Gang?" When Yang Zhen saw his right hand, he asked with his eyes slanted.
His right hand didn't say anything, but just nodded as an answer.
"Just just want to go against Blood Eagle! I really don't know how the word "death" is written!" Yang Zhen's tone was a hint of contempt.
"Is that?" said the right hand, and his right arm holding the machete tightly shook high in the sky, and shouted at the thousands of Feisha Gang elites behind him: "Brothers of Feisha Gang! Tell them, are you afraid of death?
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"Not afraid!" The light flashed in his eyes, and thousands of Feisha Gang members shouted in unison. The murderous intent accumulated in their bodies finally burst out into the surroundings as their throats rolled.
"Do you want to win your own glory?"
"think!"
The machete pointed at Yang Zhen from a distance and roared with his right hand: "The enemy is ahead, glory is ahead, and our mission is ahead!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Roar" The army of thousands of people who gradually increased their morale to the peak took a step forward, and the invisible beast condensed above their heads raised its head and roared. The suppressed tranquility suddenly shattered and boiled!
"It's quite good to boost morale." Yang Zhen chuckled softly, then his face looked slightly positive, and he shouted: "Brothers! Tonight is the moment for us to truly show ourselves. For the Blood Eagle Club, for glory! We should
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"Fight! Fight! Fight!" The roar was not weak at all and rushed towards the opposite side with the evil intention rolling.
"For glory! Fight!" After a brief stagnation, everyone, including Yang Zhen, burst into a roar that made the air tremble. With the two leaders waving their hands, a total of two thousand troops led by their respective team leaders.
He ran down towards the other party, and the originally cold air suddenly became fierce with the intense howling of battle.
The angry shout was like a wild roar, and a blood evil aura that hit the face and was like a substance, making all the gang members in it feel like there was a pattern of fire burning in their hearts. Although they were inside
Everyone has experienced dozens of large-scale battles, and they are all real elites who fight hundreds of battles. However, different environments, different timings, and different opponents, their moods will not be the same!
The moment before the troops behind him launched an attack, Yang Zhen, the right hand in front, took the lead in attacking.
The body of his right hand shook, and a dull roar came from his throat, like the magnificent roar of a prairie lion. His feet stomped on the ground violently, and his whole body rushed towards Yang Zhen like a cannonball.
The machete pressed tightly on the ground, and sparks burst out. The right "drink!" was less than fifty meters away and the two of them ran at a speed of a few seconds. The machete in the right hand hand was facing Yang Zhenlei with a very spicy wind whistling and strong wind.
Sweep away as much.
The eyes were slightly condensed, and the star-like eyes accurately captured the right hand with afterimages. Just as the machete was about to approach the waist, they held the knife in both hands and soft force to face the machete.
Clang! The two strong collided, and Mars burst. Although Yang Zhen staggered and took two steps back, he stopped the body of his right hand. Although he was thin, his strength was strong! At the same time, his right foot was sliding rapidly towards his right knee.
Feeling the cold murderous aura of the lower part, he bent his right leg inward, and his knee accurately blocked Yang Zhen's right leg. After a continuous attack and defense, he lifted his left fist again and smashed him hard at Yang Zhen's lower abdomen.
Yang Zhen's expression remained unchanged. His hands that held the machete suddenly exerted force, pressed inward, turned left, avoiding the attack of the iron fist with his right hand, and the blade swung through his armpit, and his heart was very spicy when he looked at the back of his right hand.
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Whether it is angle, strength or speed, it gives people a dazzling visual impact.
"Okay!" Seeing that Yang Zhen skillfully resolved his attack and made an attack at the same time, his right hand not only did not startle, but instead shouted loudly.
Although the strength Yang Zhen initially showed was not too shocking, the speed and very spicy power made people feel tightly closed!
This seemingly random stabbing is even more incredible speed, and the tricky angle is also amazing. If the right hand cannot dodge, it may really be the first time the confrontation will be filled with regret.
However, although Yang Zhen was extremely ruthless and was a killer move when he came up. If someone else had been injured in a blink of an eye, he was facing his right hand, the eldest brother of the Feisha Gang!