"Time's up, stop!!!" With only two minutes left before the "three o'clock armistice line" in the morning, the drum and buglers behind Tianmen and Black Dragon shouted loudly at the same time.
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"Time's up, stop!!" In the last two minutes, the drummers and trumpeters from both sides kept shouting hysterically. The ear-splitting sound gradually overwhelmed the shouts of death and the wind and rain in the audience, and gradually made both sides lose their minds.
The tribesmen were pulled back from the bloody battle.
They used all their strength to make a few final chops, and then quickly jumped away. They slowly retreated while looking at each other warily. At this moment, no one in the audience tried to attack again. Before getting a hint from the leader, they still
Don't dare to touch ZF's bottom line.
This was also the top priority that various leaders emphasized emphatically before the war.
The crossroads that originally called for killing Zhentian gradually returned to calm. Only the red eyes of both sides were entangled, and only the wind and rain between heaven and earth were still raging.
Slowly, both sides retreated to their respective areas. Most of them were breathing heavily and holding swords in their hands. A small number of people returned to the original battlefield, carrying corpses and rescuing the wounded. Judging from the intensity of the blood on the ground,
Look, you can tell that both sides paid a heavy price. No one lost and no one won.
"Yi Tingxuan!!" Yang Jing took a deep breath and shouted, then stretched out his thumb and pressed down hard: "The first king of the Black Dragon, nothing more than that!!"
"You..." The Black Dragon Gang was furious, and the anger they had finally suppressed was once again aroused.
The ferocity dissipated, and he returned to being elegant and indifferent. Yi Tingxuan raised his hand to stop the tribesmen who showed signs of rioting, and pointed to the ground at his feet: "Tomorrow, continue here."
"Want to accompany you!"
"Your name."
"Remember clearly, Tianmen...Yang Jing!" With a shout, Yang Jing stared at Yi Tingxuan again, and called the brothers back to the car and back to the hall.
Yang Jing, Yang Jing, and Yi Tingxuan recited a few words silently, leaving some people to clean the battlefield and clean up the traces, and then returned one after another with their exhausted brothers.
At the same time, the two fronts filled with blood and shouts of killing Zhentian returned to silence almost at the same moment. More than 40,000 people from Tianmen and Black Dragon, who were excited and exhausted, left the front one after another and retreated to the entrance of the hall.
The first battle of the King of Kings came to an end. The brutality of the battle and the momentum of both sides made the long-awaited people secretly nod. The Black Dragon Gang is still powerful and terrifying. Years of silence have not diminished its vigor. It has become more domineering and calm, and its fighting power is strong.
Amazing.
This result makes people feel that it is reasonable and somewhat unexpected, but what surprises them most is Tianmen's performance. The two fronts stretch for thousands of kilometers and there are more than a hundred battlefields. There is not a single retreat.
blocked the wild attack from the Black Dragon Society.
Especially the battlefield of Yi Tingxuan was exactly the same as the overall situation, ending in a draw and making no progress. People were surprised and surprised, but more of them were shocked and horrified!!
While seeing his heroic demeanor again, I also deeply remembered the name of the new God of War - Yang Jing!!
A villain as wild as a beast, a strong man comparable to the Black Dragon's strongest king!!
People were shocked and had to re-evaluate this melee and re-examine Tianmen.
Tianmen has been at its peak in recent years, and its popularity is unparalleled. It has annexed and stirred up troubles, and defeated wolves. But after all, it is a newly rising new gang. People do not think that it can really defeat the old royal family, the Black Dragon Gang, or the Black Dragon Gang.
Even the possibility of a tie is not very high.
But now that the melee has begun and the first battle is over, Tianmen once again shocked the Chinese continent and the world's underworld with his unparalleled wildness.
Following the leader of Tianmen, Emperor Xi Yu, Yang Jing's name also resounded throughout the underground world overnight. No matter what glory he had before or what achievements he had, this "defeat with Yi Tingxuan" alone was enough.
Let him be proud of all the powerful people in the mainland and become synonymous with "strong".
As the actual operators of this melee for hegemony, both Xi Yuhuang and Yu Xiaotian fell into silence. Before the war, they just regarded tonight's opening match as an acting test, trying to roughly determine the opponent's strength and style to prepare for the future.
Be prepared for battle.
But no one expected that such a tragic melee would break out at the beginning of the war. Looking at the intelligence introduction in their hands and the list of dead in their hands, they had to look at each other with new eyes and seek new answers.
Breakthrough methods.
If you continue to fight like this, you will definitely end up with a lose-lose outcome. In the end, you will only be able to make a wedding dress and become a success for the other gangs around you who are watching eagerly.
As for the Tiger Gang, no one pays attention to it anymore, and many people have even forgotten that there was a once-prominent gang on the southern front. Yan Huafeng's death was like the last pile of grass that broke the camel's back. This scarred tiger was in sorrow
It disintegrated and perished completely, leaving nothing worth remembering.
Compared with his father Yan Zheng, although Yan Huafeng is also superior in strategy and martial arts, he is far behind in terms of spirit, demeanor, and ability. In this underground world where "loyalty" is paramount, he
His rise has been ridiculed by all parties, and his end may have been doomed.
It is undoubtedly sad and deplorable that the Tiger Gang and Yan Huafeng finally exited this stage in such a desolate way. However, after the news was confirmed, no one was willing to pay any tribute to him, and no one was willing to pay any attention to him. All
All my energy is focused on the underworld melee king's battle, and I look forward to Tianmen and Black Dragon bringing more surprises and excitement.
However... Yan Huafeng's death was not without any impact. At least after receiving the news of his death in battle, Weng Yun, who was far away on the eastern front, temporarily resigned from all posts, left the headquarters, and returned to Zhengzhou and the suburbs alone.
The Nongchao Cemetery.
After getting rid of everyone, and abandoning his usual dignity, Weng Yun knelt heavily in front of Yan Zheng's tomb.
I had given up drinking for many years, but I drank one drink after another, and finally became extremely drunk. I was only sixty years old, but I couldn't stop crying, wailing like a child.
That guilt, that apology, and that deep brotherhood made the other elderly people outside the cemetery feel sad and heartbroken. They looked at the figure crying holding the tombstone in the drizzle, and then looked at the tree
The tombstones that have been buried for many years are slowly being knelt down.
No matter what Yan Huafeng did, no matter whether it was right or wrong, Yan Zheng was their brother, the best friend who supported him all the way through the bloody storm. For Yan Zheng, they were grateful and brought him with them.
With admiration, this is a heroic figure, an upright man, and a tyrant praised by the entire Chinese underworld at that time.
He was also the old gang leader in their hearts.
But now, the child he entrusted to him back then, the only child he left in the world, died tragically, and the reason... was more or less related to them.
The guilt and pain were getting heavier and heavier because of the scene in front of me.
"Yan Zheng is sorry..." His head was pressed deeply into the muddy ground, and his hoarse murmur slowly spread in the drizzle, floating in the cemetery and flowing between heaven and earth.
After the wind and rain stopped, light spread to the earth, and the smoke of the dark world was temporarily hidden, the world returned to its harmony and beauty. The originally ferocious and manic black dragons of Tianmen huddled in corners and darkness, quietly avoiding the sight of the people.
*Breaking the wound, waiting...or looking forward to another bloody battle after nightfall.
Daqiao City, Shinan District, central area of Bundong Community.
The siege and revenge also stopped with the end of the wind and rain. People in the community all woke up from their deep sleep and started the same daily life as usual.
But the security door of the fourth unit in Building 23 was tightly locked, and the residents on each floor were huddled in the corner and shivering. Last night, there were endless shouts of killing, and the scenes of blood were deeply engraved in their minds. They called the police.
, they called for help, but everything was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no reply at all.
It seems as if this place has been abandoned by the world! Despair and fear are constantly trembling in their hearts.
Now that the sky is getting brighter, the bloody killings have stopped long ago, and all the ferocious men in the corridor have been evacuated, leaving only broken limbs and dazzling scarlet.
But no one in the whole building dared to go out. They all hid at home, holding the door tightly against the door, holding kitchen knives and sticks on guard, for fear that the end would befall them.
The east door on the third floor was even more messy. The room was full of broken corpses and tattered furniture. The three of Huang Xuqin, who had been unconscious several times, hugged each other and sat in the corner, staring blankly at the house that could no longer be called "home".
"Home, my mind went blank.
The bloody Guards and the Dragon Slaves gathered in two corners of the living room respectively. Exhausted, they did not continue the fight except for watching the confrontation with their eyes. They just sat on the corpses, waiting quietly, waiting.
Respond to the arrival of troops.
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