Chapter 4 of Volume 4: Long Yueyuan 82 is frightened
Nearly a third of the nearly a hundred thieves who sprang out of the two trucks were lost after this round of fighting attacks, but Xiao Guo's injury seemed to arouse Hanzi's great anger. The moment he carried Xiao Guo on his back,
The thieves saw his eyes suddenly become unusually bright.
I don't know when Hanzi had a fan-shaped object in his hand. In the horror of the thieves, the fan-shaped object lifted up from his hand and emitted a faint light. When he waved his hand
Below, the thing drew a perfect arc in the air and flew towards them like lightning and flint.
This is exactly the scale on the head of the plaice beast that Hanzi hid in the dragon ring. Xiao Guo's injury aroused his desire to kill. However, the moment he sacrificed the scales of the plaice beast, his dragon energy quickly
The earth was moving inside his body, and a yang and harmony flowed through his heart, and the killing intention was slightly reduced.
However, the anger has not been extinguished, and the battle situation on the other side of Rong Fang Mountain is also very tragic. There is no extra time for him to be merciful.
Driven by the dragon's true energy, the plaice beast's scales roared and slashed at the thieves. Amidst the screams, blood splattered and screams were heard. Although those people tried their best to dodge, they could not escape.
The scales of the plaice were split like flint and lightning. Within a moment, dozens of people were seen squatting on the ground with their left hands holding their right wrists, screaming in agony. Some even fainted from the pain.
Xiao Guo was stunned when he saw that scene. When he looked carefully, he saw that all the right wrists of those people were cut off at the wrist. Broken hands and black guns were scattered on the road. In the cold weather,
In the cold wind and rain, under the dim light, those fingers seemed to be still trembling slightly!
Bright red blood continuously leaked out from their severed hands, dyeing the road into a sea of blood. On a cold and rainy night, a smell of blood drifted in the wind and penetrated Xiao Guo
It made him feel nauseous and almost vomited it out.
Such a shocking scene, I'm afraid he will never forget it in his life! Although he is a member of a gang, has he ever seen such a tragic scene?
In Xiao Guo's shock, the scales flew back with a "whoosh" as if they heard Han Zi's call. A moment later, they flew back to Han Zi's hand and disappeared in an instant.
I don't know who among the thieves shouted first: "Devil!" But he held the severed limb, endured the severe pain of broken wrist, turned around and ran away. The thieves who had fainted on the ground also woke up.
He came over, stumbled up and ran away without his life.
Dozens of people screamed "Devil!" and ran away in the cold night. The scene seemed extremely terrifying.
A few hundred meters away, some of the thieves in front naturally saw the terrifying scene here. However, because they were too far away and due to the darkness, they did not see Hanzi's actions clearly, but they were just shocked by the dozens of companions.
He screamed and ran for his life, feeling the panic he had never experienced before.
At this moment, the gun battle between the two sides stopped. Hanzi ran towards the car quickly with Xiao Guo on his back. His speed was visible, but his movements were beyond your imagination. It was just a few
In one step, he ran dozens of meters, and a moment later arrived at the place where Rong Fangshan and the others were hiding for their fight.
Perhaps, it is his huge span that broadens your horizons.
Yan Tiezheng and a brother took Xiao Guo from Hanzi's back. When Hanzi smelled the blood flowing from the severed wrists of dozens of people, the murderous intention in Hanzi's heart suddenly burst out again.
At this time, the scene of Qin Shihuang commanding millions of troops to kill again appeared in his mind, and those scenes of blood flowing into rivers could not be removed from his mind for a while.
His eyes were as red as fire, and there seemed to be a voice deep in his heart saying to him: "Kill them all, this is right!"
The torment in his heart made his murderous intention even stronger. Behind the car, he saw five or six brothers from Chuanyuntang holding their wounds in cold sweat and trying not to moan in pain in front of him.
Two people were lying on the ground motionless at this time, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.
Hanzi roared suddenly, raised his body and rushed towards the thief in front of him.
"Brother..." everyone exclaimed in unison.
The thieves in the front were different from those in the rear. They had already set up a formation and were extremely defensive. When they saw Hanzi rushing out from there, they immediately regarded him as a target and started shooting.
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Hanzi's figure was seen moving left and right amid the hail of bullets, but his speed did not slow down. In just a few ups and downs, he was close to the thief in front.
The thieves were naturally horrified. Under the continuous fire from dozens of guns, the young man was able to turn a blind eye, avoid the flying bullets and rush in front of them.
While running, Hanzi once again raised the scales of the plaice beast. The powerful dragon energy once again flowed through the meridians in his body. His desire to kill was slightly reduced. The scales of the plaice beast scratched the ground and sky, roaring and slashing forward.
"Kill him." Suddenly several grenades whizzed towards him, and in the dim light, it was like a soul-calling hand covering Hanzi.
"You bitch, if you want to kill me, I won't be polite." Hanzi said angrily. He was still in the process of leaping forward, breathing out a burst of true energy, and swept away the grenades like a strong wind.
Those grenades were swept back by the infuriating energy like fluttering catkins in the wind.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Amidst several loud noises, more than a dozen thieves were blown up, achieving their first dream of flying. However, when they fell, they were already shattered into pieces, and they arrived in the west.
The state of bliss has gone.
Another grenade passed over the crowd and landed under the fuel tank of a large truck. There were two loud sounds of "boom - boom boom". After the grenade exploded, it also caused the fuel tank of the car to explode. The huge explosion caused the truck to burst into flames.
The raging fire lit up half of the sky in an instant.
However, the scales that flew out of Hanzi's hand were still unabated, flying among the panicked thieves, like a long weapon in his hand.
A series of screams came. Half of the people lost their right wrists. The other people had just fled far away from the explosion, but Rangzi couldn't care less.
But just by doing this, the enemy's courage was shattered. When the scales flew back into his hands, those people turned around and ran away as if they had seen a devil.
How could Hanzi let them all go so easily? He dashed out, punched left and hooked right, kicked out in front, and handed out a palm from the side. There was a "crack" sound, but in just a moment, it was over.
He restrained six thieves whose hands were not cut off, threw them together and trampled them under his feet. He no longer paid attention to the thieves who fled.
