"Brother, leave quickly! I'll cover you!" The thug nicknamed "Si'er" shouted loudly to the bald Cheng Jin while struggling and waving the machete in his hand, but the tendon in one of his hands had already
He had already been cut off in the bar, and he could still be considered a tough guy if he could hold on. Before he finished speaking, he saw the tip of a sharp knife protruding from the front of his chest, "Si'er"
His body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground. However, he did not drop the machete in his hand, but his waving movements became slower and slower, and he couldn't stand it anymore! He seemed to want to say something else, but it just kept coming out of the corner of his mouth.
Steaming blood foam came out, and then several more machetes fell on him. "Si'er" didn't even let out a scream and fell to the ground motionless.
The people brought out by Bald Cheng Jin can be said to be his dead soldiers. Although they suffered repeated heavy blows, they could still hold their ground and rely on each other to kill. However, their situation was over, and no matter how hard they fought back, they could only delay
It’s just time to fail.
The army was defeated like a mountain. Soon, Bald Cheng Jin's men and horses were almost exhausted. Bald Cheng Jin seemed very calm at this time. He had already loaded the pistol in his hand and pointed it at a man from the Great Northeast Company who was killing.
The thug, after the gunshot, a bloody hole appeared on the thug's chest. Only then did he realize that he had been shot. He swayed for a few times, his eyes full of disbelief, and fell down. Next, bald Cheng Jin
After firing two more shots, he killed a big attacker who was heading straight towards him with a knife. By this time, someone had already noticed him.
Zhang Zhuang's slender eyes flashed with cold light, and he threw the saber in his hand like lightning with his right hand. He saw a ray of white light shooting towards the bald Cheng Jin. The bald Cheng Jin screamed, and there was already an extra sword on his arm holding the gun.
The saber with traces of blood on it, and the saber that passed through the arm of the bald Cheng Jin immediately made the bald Cheng Jin lose his fighting ability. Finally, he was exhausted and half-knelt on the ground. The pistol also dropped to the ground. He watched motionless.
He already knew that he would not be able to escape these vicious men and horses that suddenly appeared from the darkness, so he let them go instead. He also had a final killer who was hanging around him.
of dynamite!
The scholar and Sun Dacheng had blood-red eyes, waving machetes stained with blood in their hands. Whenever the light of the knife flashed, strings of blood beads burst out. The scholar looked ferocious as he waved away the last bald Cheng Jin who was still resisting.
He chopped down his men and walked step by step towards the bald Cheng Jin who was half kneeling on the ground!
"Cheng Jin! Do you still remember me?" The scholar's cold voice was as cold as the frost in winter! The words were full of malice and resentment.
The bald Cheng Jin didn't speak, but looked coldly at the handsome young man in front of him, but his face was covered with blood. In his mind, he never thought of such a person existing.
"I am a scholar from Dadongbei Company! Haha, you didn't expect it. You know, since I survived the last disaster, I have been dreaming about seeing you again." The scholar said every word with laughter.
It was desolate, completely devoid of the pride and joy that should come after victory. During this long wait for revenge, what always lingered in his mind was the dead brother of Sandaojie! That kind of bone-deep sadness and permeation penetrated into every part of his body.
Every cell of self-blame and desolation!
The bald Cheng Jin instantly understood that everything turned out to be the work of the Third Brother Taiping whom he had almost forgotten! God’s will! He would have to pay back sooner or later if he came out to work! He smiled bitterly, retribution came so quickly!
"Are you Third Brother Taiping?" Bald Cheng Jin asked hoarsely.
"My name is Xiucai! You remember it! Find me when you go to hell." Xiucai slowly raised the Japanese sword in his hand and said every word.
The bald Cheng Jin smiled bitterly. In the dark night, his smile looked particularly sad. His hand had quietly touched the explosive remote control on his waist.
"Wait!" Bald Cheng Jin raised his other hand and said slowly, "Can you let me see the true face of Third Brother Taiping? Haha, we have been fighting for so long, except for the time he attacked at the door of the nightclub.
Besides, I really didn’t see his appearance clearly, so even if he dies, let me die clearly.”
The scholar sneered, "In the next life!" After saying that, he raised the sword in his hand and was about to chop off the bald Cheng Jin's neck!
"Xiucai, wait."
Zhang Zhuang, who had been standing not far away, suddenly said. The scholar was stunned, but he still slowly put down the sword in his hand. Now that the bald Cheng Jin was a turtle in the jar, he was not afraid that he could still fly into the sky.
Zhang Zhuang walked over slowly and stopped a few meters away from the bald Cheng Jin. His thin figure stood out in the dark night, and he looked at the bald Cheng Jin coldly with his eyes.
"Cheng Jin, you are dead today! Do you have anything else to say? I'll give you five minutes."
"Haha, I have been on the road for so long. I knew this day would come, and so did you." The bald Cheng Jin did not appear panicked, but on the contrary, he was very calm. Zhang Zhuang appreciated this very much.
"Before I die, I want to ask if my wife and children are in your hands?" Bald Cheng Jin asked slowly, his tone full of pleading, and his two dim eyes stared at the person he regretted most.
The offended Third Brother Taiping. The fate of his wife and children is the most unforgettable thing in this world.
Zhang Zhuang looked at the bald Cheng Jin who was half kneeling on the ground. At this time, the bald Cheng Jin was no longer the big brother in H City, the powerful town. He was just a husband and father.
"Yes." Zhang Zhuang said softly.
Hearing this, the bald Cheng Jin's eyes lit up and his body trembled violently.
"Okay, I died in your hands. I have nothing to complain about, but I want to ask you one thing. The dispute between Jianghu and Jianghu will not harm my family. I beg you to let them go! What I did has nothing to do with them. Okay?"
"Bald Cheng Jin's eyes were suddenly filled with desire and expectation. At the same time, his hand on the explosive remote control quietly placed on the button.
Zhang Zhuang didn't speak any more, he just looked at the bald Cheng Jin quietly, and after a while he said: "Okay, I promise you!"
The bald Cheng Jin breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly closed his eyes, and said no more.
Zhang Zhuang waved his hand lightly, and the scholar walked up to the bald Cheng Jin in two steps. The sword flashed, and the extremely sharp sword had pierced into the chest of the bald Cheng Jin. The scholar's eyes were full of wild beasts.
Crazy and cruel, after stabbing with a knife, he quickly pulled it out. When his knife left Cheng Jin's body, a blood arrow shot out of Cheng Jin's body quickly. The bald Cheng Jin groaned, but he still half-kneeled.
On the ground, there was no movement.
"This is for my dead brothers!" Xiucai's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and said, and stabbed the knife into his body with his backhand.
"This is for myself!"
As the scholar said these words, his sword was pulled out from Cheng Jin's body again. Cheng Jin didn't even tremble this time and fell to the ground without moving.
At this time, the troops of the Great Northeast Company had already cleaned up the battlefield. Except for those who managed to escape with good luck, none of the bald Cheng Jin's men could stand up anymore. The members of the Great Northeast Company gathered around Zhang Zhuang and watched.
The knife in the scholar's hand was going in and out of Cheng Jin's body. The bald brother Cheng Jin, who was the most powerful man in H City, finally died!
The scholar stared at Cheng Jin's body lying on the ground, and tears suddenly burst out of his eyes. He finally avenged the dead brothers of Sandao Street!
Zhang Zhuang slowly walked up to the scholar, without saying anything, and reached out to pat the scholar on the shoulder. The scholar stayed for a long time, threw away the Japanese sword in his hand, turned around and walked towards the crowd.
"Brothers from the Special Operations Department stay and clean up the place. The rest of the brothers will leave immediately!" Zhang Changzhong ordered loudly.
"Call Yang Wenwei later and tell him the situation here and let him handle it." Zhang Zhuang then said to Peng Hui who was standing next to him. Now it is time for Yang Wenwei to appear.
"Okay." Peng Hui said simply, without saying much.