Gunmen from several cars nearby rushed out of the car.
They looked in horror at the man who killed two cars in an instant.
This is the man who was beaten like a dog just now.
They had heard many legends about this man, and they thought this man was very powerful, but just now he was just like a dog, which almost gave them the illusion that they were already super masters.
However, when the burning car made bursts of explosions at the foot of the mountain, and when the blood on the knife dripped down, they discovered that the man in front of them was as terrifying as the rumors about him.
"Shoot me!"
A voice sounded, the voice of the person who gave the order before.
Everyone woke up from a dream. No matter how powerful the person in front of them was, he was still alone. He still had more than 20 people on his side, as well as guns!
Everyone picked up their guns and fired.
They hoped to see the man beaten into a dog again.
However, they seem to have forgotten.
This is not a courtyard house.
They formed a circle in the courtyard, and there was no place to hide in the courtyard. At the same time, there were lights in the courtyard.
But now, it's in the wild.
There are many cars and only moonlight.
The black figure flashed past the moment the shot was fired.
Just disappeared into the dark night.
Then, screams sounded.
Someone suddenly discovered that the hand of the person not far away was broken.
Just when the man's hand was broken off, on the other side, a man's head was missing!
People wanted to capture the black figure in the dark night, but found that the dark night gave him the best cover.
He is darkness.
This was a one-sided massacre.
When there was a bunker and the opponent did not form an encirclement, Zhao Gangjun killed them like a dog.
The long knife cut open the bodies of countless people.
In less than a minute, the gunfire stopped.
Various people were lying on the ground.
They died miserably.
The ground was covered in blood.
The blood slowly flowed to the drainage channel on the side, and then went down the drainage channel, and slowly gathered into a stream of water.
Or rather blood flow.
The only person still standing was the man with a braid on his head.
Zhao Gangjun knew this man, his name was Lin Tenner.
One of the two guns owned by the King of Inner Mongolia.
Everything seems to have become clear.
"If Huang Mao hadn't suddenly repented, you would have died when you entered the house." Lin Tenner's braids were wrapped around his neck. Although all his men were dead, he was not panicked.
Zhao Gangjun had suffered a gunshot wound before.
His internal energy was almost depleted due to his resistance to bullets, plus he had killed so many people present.
Zhao Gangjun's current combat effectiveness is less than one-fifth of his usual strength.
A warrior who has no internal energy and is injured is as fragile as a lamb.
At least that's how it seems to Lin Tenner.
Zhao Gangrong looked at Lin Tenner and said nothing.
Lin Tenner took out two hundred curved Arabian knives from behind.
"I will cut open your body with my own hands later and use your blood to pave the way for the old prince to go south."
Lin Tenner grinned and rushed towards Zhao Gangjun.
With his S-level combat power, Zhao Gangjun can be easily captured now.
Zhao Gangjun's hands were still hanging naturally.
The blood on the knife has become extremely viscous and will not drip anymore.
Zhao Gangrong looked at Lin Tenner.
Lin Tenner rushed in front of Zhao Gangjun.
His double swords flashed with cold light, and the speed and power of the swords reached a very high level.
Zhao Gangjun raised his hand and raised the knife.
Then, he struck with a knife.
puff.
Lin Tenner's scimitar pierced Zhao Gangjun's shoulder first.
However, the scimitar only penetrated about three centimeters and then stopped.
"What!"
Lin Teng'er was shocked. His scimitar was equipped with inner energy. Not to mention the human body, it could easily cut through steel and concrete. Now that Zhao Gangjun was empty of inner energy, his knife could cut Zhao Gangjun in one go.
It was split in half, why did it only go in three centimeters?
puff!
Lin Tenner's surprise stopped with the sound of a knife entering flesh.
He saw a hand fall to the ground.
This scene just appeared in Lin Teng'er's mind.
However, in Lin Teng'er's imagination, what fell should be Zhao Gangjun's hand, but what fell now was...
A very familiar scimitar.
Lin Tenner looked at the scimitar in that hand.
Then.
puff.
Another knife.
Lin Tenner's other hand also fell to the ground.
"Have you ever heard of a human stick?" Zhao Gangjun's voice sounded slowly.
A few seconds later, Lin Tenner fell into a pool of blood.
His hands and feet are gone, but he is not dead yet.
Zhao Gangjun bandaged the wounds on his hands and feet, and at the same time used the best medicine he had on Lin Teng'er.
So Lin Tenner is still alive.
Zhao Gangjun grabbed Lin Teng'er's braid and pulled Lin Teng'er to his car.
He Shuntian, who was standing next to the car, looked at Lin Teng'er who had been chopped into human sticks. A chill hit his head from the soles of his feet.
"Walk."
Zhao Gangjun dragged Lin Teng'er into the car, and then said in a voice that was so calm that it made people laugh.
He Shuntian ran back to the car tremblingly and started the car.
Modern medical technology is indeed very advanced.
Zhao Gangjun sent Lin Teng'er to a private hospital, and then used various medicines to keep Lin Teng'er alive.
"Zhao Gangjun, if you have the guts, give me a good time."
Lin Tenner's voice was weak, but she could hear the fierceness.
"Not urgent."
Zhao Gangrong looked at his watch and said, "You can't die now."
Not long after, Lin Tenner, who had been briefly treated, was put into a car.
There was a freezer in the car, and Lin Teng'er was placed inside, leaving only her head outside. Then, the car drove to the airport and boarded Zhao Gangjun's private jet.
The plane flew to Inner Mongolia overnight.
A few hours later, Lin Tenger appeared outside a high-end club in Hohhot.
It was almost early in the morning and there were already many people on the road.
When Lin Tenger was thrown outside the high-end club, everyone on the street was frightened.
The person responsible for throwing Lin Teng'er cut open Lin Teng'er's aorta in front of the street and the club security, and then drove away.
Lin Tenner's body was brought in by people in the club.
Since then, there has been no news about Lin Teng'er.
At this time, Zhao Gangjun had already brought Huang Mao's body to the crematorium.
There were not many people in the crematorium, just a few of Huang Mao's cronies.
Some people know what happened, some people don't know yet.
"Burn it."
Zhao Gangjun said to the staff at the crematorium.
"okay."
The crematorium staff pressed the coffin transfer button.