Tang Ao nodded with a serious expression. The man who killed Lan Hu was very strong. I don’t know how many brothers had died at his hands. Although he had the urge to compete with him, Tang Ao understood even more that he could not rely on his temporary courage at this time, and could only imprint hatred deeply in his mind.
His right hand ordered: "Wait a minute, everyone breaks through in two directions. I'm afraid Ho Chi Minh City can't stay there. After breaking through, everyone will go to Hanoi City to meet."
At this time, Lu Qingrong didn't know that because he killed Lan Hu, his right-hand brother made up his mind to break through. At this time, he was facing crazy revenge from the Feisha Gang brother.
Although Lan Hu's status in the Feisha Gang is not as good as Park Wanchen, he is definitely the second person in the Feisha Gang. In the hearts of the Feisha Gang, Lan Hu is their respected object. Now that Lan Hu is killed, it aroused the anger in their hearts. They don't know that the government wants to deal with them now, otherwise they would never have such great courage.
"Ah, what a thief, I, Brother Lan Hu, will give me my life!" Unexpectedly, my respected Brother Lan Hu was so vulnerable in front of Lu Qingrong. Although they were desperate, the tragic death of Brother Lan Hu and his brothers made them feel sad and angry. In this loud roar, they had already put life and death aside!
The underworld figure, the word "righteousness" is about love and friendship, and the struggle is about face.
Lan Hu is usually good to them when he is in a gang. Now Lan Hu has become the boss and has become their respected target. Over the years, they have become the best brothers. The continuous gang battles have made their relationship extremely deep. They once vowed to "not seeking common life, but seeking common death". They watched Lan Hu die tragically, and the grief was like a knife.
They have deep brotherly feelings, so naturally they will not watch their brothers be killed and remain indifferent, but they face it Lu Qingrong, who is the commander of the Blade Force and the peak existence of the Blade Force. Just like Zhuge Fengyun of the Z Kingdom, in his eyes, anyone is an ant-like existence, and the people of the Blade Force can go through fire and water for him. So he will not take advantage of the moment of courage.
Lu Qingrong roared, turned around and rushed to the crowd fighting against Zhenggan.
Lu Qingrong wanted to escape? Of course not! He is the commander of the Blade Force. The training of the Blade Force is more cruel and bloody than this killing. The fire and fire are coming, how could he be afraid of this scene?
Lu Qingrong took advantage of running and envoys to the air, kicking his legs out in the air, and kicking at the two big men in a flash. At the same time, the man had already jumped over one of his head, stepped on his right foot, and his whole body rose into the air again, and he rushed towards the other two big men like an eagle-bound rabbit.
With a wave of the machete, the cold light flashed.
A big man's left shoulder was under Lu Qingrong's machete that was chopped down from mid-air, and his bones were broken and bloody!
The big man screamed and knelt down. The two brothers beside him were frightened by the figure who suddenly fell from the sky, but the big man screamed that they were awake instantly, and the wheel knife slashed towards Lu Qingrong without hesitation.
Lu Qingrong's eyes were stormed with cold light, and the machete flew.
When, when.
He knocked his machetes away, and Lu Qingrong bullied his body at the same time, and suddenly hit his left fist. With a click, the nose bridge bones of one of them were splashed. All the nose bridge bones were broken. In a strange scream, he threw away the machete in his hand, covered his nose and screamed back.
Lu Qingrong landed on the ground, raised his knife and looked at his right hand coldly, "Right hand, it's time to send you to the west now."
Just as his right hand had arranged the breakout, he was furious when he heard Lu Qingrong's arrogant words, he held a machete and said coldly: "My right hand is not going to kill the Wuming people. You have the ability to report it."
Lu Qingrong sneered, "What's wrong with telling you? My name is Lu Qingrong. If you have the ability to avenge your brother, come and wait anytime, but you may not be able to leave alive today."
His right hand sneered, "It depends on whether you have the ability." After that, he held a knife in his right hand and rushed towards Lu Qingrong.
Lu Qingrong snorted coldly and waved his sword to meet him.
The two machetes collided with each other, sparks flashed, and they held the hilt with both hands tightly in their right hand, pressing hard towards Lu Qingrong. Lu Qingrong sneered, "Right hand, you are not my opponent."
The green vein on the forehead of the right hand suddenly rose. After hearing Lu Qingrong's words, he said in a deep voice: "Is that true? You are just like that. Today I must avenge Lan Hu."
"Do you have this ability?" Lu Qingrong smiled coldly and kicked his left foot suddenly towards his right hand.
He snorted coldly with his right hand and met with his right foot, "Do you know if you try it? You don't look like an ordinary person, you should be a soldier?"
While speaking, both sides kept attacking each other on their feet, and pressing them against each other with a knife in their hands.
Lu Qingrong sneered: "So what? It's your right hand, a native of Z, why are you here to come to Vietnam?"
"Is there any regulation that Vietnamese people cannot come? I am here to help you Vietnamese stabilize society. You, a Vietnamese soldier, not only did not thank me, but instead repaid your grudges with grudges. You are really ungrateful." The brother of Right Hand said gritting his teeth. Right Hand had to admit Lu Qingrong's strength in his heart. He could hardly resist it. For the sake of face, he had to grit his teeth and persevere.
"Hmph, none of you Z people is good at Dingxi, would you be so kind? The Feisha Gang is just a puppet of your Huaxing Society. You God of Death Boss and Wolf Ambitions are known to everyone. Today, I, Lu Qingrong, will not kill you all, and I swear not to be a human being." Lu Qingrong showed a fierce look on his face. As a loyal soldier in Vietnam, he was very disgusted with Z people. Of course, this is also a common phenomenon between Vietnamese and Z people, and this is also the reason for the long-term opposition between Vietnamese and Z people. Especially in North America, the struggle between Vietnamese and Chinese people has not stopped for decades.
Although his right hand is a gangster, he is from Z, and he is especially unhelpful to insult Z. After hearing Lu Qingrong's words, he was furious and said, "Hmph, let's see who will kill all the people today."
The two of them did not move, but they had fought with their feet for countless times. The right hand also understood that the other party was still at ease, so he did not admit defeat, but began to think of other ways in his heart. Moreover, although his right hand was angry, he did not forget his mission. Now the various halls of the Feisha Gang were sealed by the Vietnamese government, and a large number of younger brothers were arrested. The top leaders of the gang were in danger of being wiped out. Therefore, the most important thing at this time was not to kill Lu Qingrong to avenge Lan Hu, but to lead the brothers to break through. Only in this way can the Feisha Gang have hope.
"ah!"
With a loud shout, his right hand suddenly exerted force, and the machete in his hand pushed the disaster downward, and at the same time, the man had already used the force to jump out of the battle group backward.
"Brothers, withdraw."
He greeted his right hand and went to the door of the villa.
Lu Qingrong saw the reaction of his right hand and sneered: "I want to escape, but I don't even have a door, kill me."
At this time, in the villa opposite to them on the right hand, Jin Zidan was watching the battle in the villa with a telescope. As the planner of this matter, Jin Zidan and Jin Wenmo had repeatedly pondered and formulated several emergency plans before this, but now it seems that the matter is even more victorious than they imagined. Especially Lan Hu's death caused the psychological defense line of the senior management of the Feisha Gang to collapse instantly.
Seeing this, Jin Zidan was very happy. Although his opponent today was not Zhao Ze himself, he was Zhao Ze's right-hand man. Killing him was unprecedented in the fight against Zhao Ze, so he smiled and said to Jin Wenmo: "It seems that the combat power of the blade troops is stronger than we imagined. Can you guess that Lu Qingrong keep his right hand?"
Jin Wenmo was beside Jin Zidan and listened to Jin Zidan's words: "These Lu Qingrong's body and arms are not inferior to those of the Zhuquetang. The Blade Force is the elite among the elite. The Feisha Gang's people, except for the right hand, Lan Hu, the Tang brothers, Bai Sheng and others, are just brave and fighting. Now Lan Hu is dead, and the Feisha Gang's confidence has been severely hit. At this time, it is no match for the Blade Force at all. If Lu Qingrong is determined to keep them, he may not be able to escape."
After hearing this, Jin Zidan said with peace of mind: "That's good."
Jin Wenmo took out the telescope and looked at it for a while, with a contemplative look on his face, and then suddenly said: "Young Master, you can't let Lu Qingrong kill them all. I don't think you can let your right hand die here, at least some of them leave."
Jin Zidan was stunned when he heard this, turned around and asked, "Jin Wenmo, why did you say that? We have planned to kill them all? Is there any accident?"