As soon as Ling Shaofeng jumped out of the van, he heard Big Pipe's obscene and lewd laughter. The laughter was so harsh that Ling Shaofeng's anger suddenly burst out. In front of his eyes, Big Pipe kidnapped Ning Qin and used it to kidnap Ning Qin.
The scene of the gun hitting the stone, the big pipe and the brutal murder of the gang members Ah Feng and Ah Hui. It was really a heavy debt of blood.
"Brothers, watch out for the bastards in the Wild Lion Hall and chop them down hard." Ling Shaofeng waved his sword and let out a very heroic shout.
Hearing Ling Shaofeng's soul-stirring shout, the two hundred or so young men behind him immediately gained confidence and rushed into the battle circle with their knives in hand.
The younger brothers of the Wild Lion Hall are easy to identify. They are uniformly dressed in black and have a red ribbon on their arms. Therefore, Ling Shaofeng and others can tell which younger brother is the younger brother of the Wild Lion Hall at a glance. In fact, there is no need to tell. The rest are basically
The people on the ground were all from the Crazy Lion Hall, and the people from the Speeding Party had almost been hacked to death. Only Zhan Feiyu and a dozen other members of the Speeding Party were left struggling, and poor Zhan Feiyu was being beaten to death.
The pipe tore at his clothes, and Zhan Feiyu struggled desperately, shouting: "Big pipe, you have to die..."
"Hahahaha, little girl, let me have a good time first..." Big Pipe's laughter seemed so unscrupulous, and the eyes of the crazy lion boys next to him were filled with desire as he fanned the flames.
"Big Pipe..." A sudden shout penetrated the battle circle and went straight into Big Pipe's ears.
Da Yandou, who was about to conquer Zhan Feiyu with violence, was suddenly startled. For some reason, when he heard this voice, his heart trembled inexplicably, and then he suddenly realized that it was Ling Shaofeng's voice.
Big Pipe turned around and opened his eyes wide.
Ling Shaofeng walked over with a majestic attitude like a king descending from the sky, holding a knife. The boys from the Mad Lion Hall were stunned, wondering why a man with such a majestic momentum suddenly appeared, and this man was obviously aiming at everyone.
From the pipe.
"Ling...Ling Shaofeng?" Da Yandou shouted, Ling Shaofeng walked up to him in a majestic manner and kicked him in the heart.
Before the big pipe could react, he was kicked out by Ling Shaofeng.
Only then did the boys from the Mad Lion Hall react, pointing at Ling Shaofeng and shouting: "Nah, he's Ling Shaofeng from the Duan Gang, kill him..."
Several young men raised their knives and rushed towards Ling Shaofeng, but before they could get close to Ling Shaofeng, they were slashed with blood by Ling Shaofeng's flying machete. One by one, they met the King of Hell without knowing what was going on.
The kid who was rushing at the front was directly slashed in the neck by Ling Shaofeng. The boy opened his mouth wide and could hardly believe that he was clearly going to chop Ling Shaofeng with a knife, but how could he be hacked to death by Ling Shaofeng in the blink of an eye? He stretched out his hand.
Pointing one hand at Ling Shaofeng: "You...you..."
Ling Shaofeng's machete was still stuck in his neck. Before the boy could say another word, Ling Shaofeng swiped the knife to the side and directly swept the boy's head out.
It stopped when it was far away.
Then several other boys from the Wild Lion Hall gathered around and were stabbed by Ling Shaofeng one by one. They met the King of Hell happily. In the end, the boys from the Wild Lion Hall just raised their swords and stared at them, but no one dared to step forward again. Ling Shaofeng's ruthlessness
To their surprise, the speed with which he killed people was even more shocking.
Damn it, killing someone is as easy as blowing a gust of wind.
Seeing that the younger brothers did not dare to step forward for a moment, Ling Shaofeng put away his machete, turned around and bent down to help Zhan Feiyu up from the ground.
Zhan Feiyu's top was torn, revealing a pink alluring bra. Ling Shaofeng took off his coat and put it on Zhan Feiyu's body, and asked softly: "Are you okay?"
Zhan Feiyu's body shook, and tears welled up in an instant. After all, she was a girl. How could she not feel aggrieved by such an insult.
Ling Shaofeng hurriedly supported Zhan Feiyu, and Zhan Feiyu's body fell into his arms. He leaned his head on his shoulder and said word by word: "Ling Shaofeng, kill the big pipe..."
"Don't worry, the big pipe won't be able to bounce around for long." Ling Shaofeng said, then he felt the woman in his arms was soft and asked hurriedly: "Are you okay?"
Zhan Feiyu took a breath: "I, I'm fine, I'm just a little injured, I..."
Halfway through her words, Zhan Feiyu suddenly coughed violently. Ling Shaofeng knew that she was seriously injured, so he said, "Stop talking, follow me, and I will take you out."
After saying this, Ling Shaofeng once again raised the steel knife in his hand and shouted to his younger brother: "Brothers, kill me..."
"Kill, kill, kill..." The more than two hundred gang members shouted in unison, rushed into the battle circle, and each raised their machetes and chopped with incomparable courage.
"He's here, he's still here..." The monk, who stood outside the battle circle with a calm expression, said to himself.
Then he walked up to the Taoist priest and said: "Taoist priest, I have long expected that when we destroy the speeding gang tonight, Ling Shaofeng will definitely intervene. Now he is here. This person is not so easy to deal with. How about it? It's you who will do it.
Or should I do it?”
The Taoist priest still closed his eyes slightly, holding the fly whisk in his hand, and said with a cold snort: "Is a little Ling Shaofeng worthy of my action? Come on, we don't have much time, so hurry up."
After hearing this, the monk also snorted and said: "You stinking Taoist priest, you are still so arrogant. Don't underestimate Ling Shaofeng. He is much stronger than you think."
"I think you are afraid, right?" The Taoist interrupted the monk, then raised the whisk in his hand and said, "If you are afraid, just say so. Don't let others gain prestige and destroy your own ambition. Since you dare to go, then
Just let me do it, but the killing of Ling Shaofeng is mine, so don’t take it from me."
After saying this, the Taoist without even looking at the monk walked slowly towards Ling Shaofeng, who was fighting in the circle.
Looking at the retreating figure of the Taoist priest, the monk snorted coldly again: "Don't be too arrogant, stinky Taoist priest, you will suffer a lot later."
Ling Shaofeng held the seriously injured Zhan Feiyu with one hand and brandished a machete with the other hand, killing with incomparable ferocity. Any young man from the Mad Lion Hall who wanted to besiege him could not even get close to him and was chopped down to the ground by him.
In an instant, blood splattered and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
The dark night became even more bizarre because of the blood.
Under the dim yellow street lights, ferocious faces fighting desperately were reflected.
Zhan Feiyu leaned on Ling Shaofeng's shoulder, swaying slightly as he slashed left and right. Although there were still loud shouts of killing around her, and although she and Ling Shaofeng had not yet broken out of the encirclement, she felt so at ease.
, this man's shoulders were as broad as a wall, sheltering her from the wind and rain, allowing her heart to get a moment of peace and tranquility.
Ling Shaofeng's killing speed was extremely fast, and his killing methods were extremely cruel. For a while, the boys from the Kuangshi Hall around him did not dare to step forward.
A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Shaofeng's mouth, and he said softly to Zhan Feiyu in his arms: "Just wait, I will kill Da Yandou now to avenge your brother and avenge my brother who broke up the gang."
After saying that, Ling Shaofeng suddenly raised the machete in his hand and pointed at the big pipe over there and shouted: "Big pipe, take your life..."
Hearing Ling Shaofeng's cry, Da Yandou shivered in fright. He knew Ling Shaofeng's strength very well. He had planned several times but failed to kill Ling Shaofeng. Instead, he was almost killed by him several times, especially
That night at the red bar crawl, Ling Shaofeng turned into a blue monster. It was so fucking scary...
So when he saw Ling Shaofeng walking towards him, Da Yanpi's legs couldn't help but soften. He turned around and ran outside the battle circle. He wanted to run to the side of the monks and Taoist priests. Only monks and Taoist priests were qualified to fight with Ling Shaofeng.
In this duel, as for these boys from the Mad Lion Hall, they can only be cannon fodder in front of Ling Shaofeng.
"Want to run? Humph." Seeing the big pipe, he was so scared that he ran away like a dog. Ling Shaofeng showed a sneer, held the knife, hugged Zhan Feiyu, and slowly chased towards the big pipe. His walking momentum was
He was so unstoppable that wherever he went, the boys from the Mad Lion Hall gave in one after another, and no one dared to stop him.
After a while, Big Pipe ran out of the battle circle, and Ling Shaofeng also chased him out of the battle circle, shouting at the back of Big Pipe who was panicking: "Big Pipe, stop here..."
This shout was so loud that it made Big Pipe's legs weak and stopped in his tracks.
Da Yanpi slowly turned around and was frightened when he saw Ling Shaofeng's awe-inspiring look. However, he still pretended to be tough and shouted to Ling Shaofeng: "Ling Shaofeng, you son of a bitch, I am now
But the deputy leader of the Crazy Lion Hall, do you dare to kill me? Damn it, don’t worry, tonight we will destroy the speeding gang, and the next one will be your turn to break up the gang. Damn it, don’t give me any trouble, you want to kill me.
, come on, come on..."
Ling Shaofeng didn't wait for the big pipe to finish speaking, and suddenly shook his hand and threw the machete in the direction of the big pipe.
At this time, the distance between Ling Shaofeng and the big pipe was still more than ten meters away. However, Ling Shaofeng's great strength caused the machete to slide rapidly in the air, drawing a straight line in the air towards the big pipe like an arrow.
Fly away from behind...
Da Yandou suddenly froze, hurriedly restrained his arrogance, turned around and continued running forward, Damn, Ling Shaofeng always does things so unexpectedly, how can a machete be thrown so far? Fuck...
Big Pipe glanced back while running, but this sight did not scare him out of his wits. Damn, that machete flew towards his back like a sharp sword.