In the speeding Hummer, Xiao Feng, who had a gloomy face, suddenly felt a severe pain in his heart, his hands shook, and the Hummer crashed into the guardrail in the middle of the road.
Xiao Feng's expression changed. He turned the steering wheel hard and stepped on the brakes at the same time. The Hummer made a screeching sound and could barely avoid the guardrail. The tires smelled burnt~
"Ah Tian," Xiao Feng was sweating on his forehead. The feeling just now made him confused. Could it be that something happened to Huo Tian?
"Brother Feng, what's wrong?" Yaodao asked hurriedly when he saw Xiao Feng lowered his head and his shoulders were shaking.
Xiao Feng calmed down a little and said in a hoarse voice: "Maybe something happened to Ah Tian." After saying that, he immediately started the car again, and the Hummer roared again, increasing its horsepower and rushing towards the Yellow Crane Tower.
At the same time, Lin Mo, who was on the other side, also looked pale. He increased the speed of the car to the maximum speed and rushed into Xicheng's territory. He hoped in his heart that nothing would happen to Huotian and that everything was just an illusion.
On a small island thousands of miles away, Zhang Yu, who was training for a battle, was also uneasy for a while. He was punched in the chest by Yun Tingfei, and his body fell to the ground. His eyes were a little red. What happened? He slowly sat up from the ground and looked towards the east.
This is a very mysterious and wonderful feeling, like a telepathy, but it usually happens to relatives, friends, and brothers. No matter they are thousands of miles apart, they will all feel something in their hearts. This is the case now, when the fire sky is getting closer and closer. As he became weaker, the other three people felt the sensation at the same time.
Huo Tian was indeed very weak. He just stood up reluctantly with the support of a belief that he wanted to see his brother for the last time. However, he was seriously injured and could not hold on for long. He sat on the ground again with a wry smile on his face. Could it be that Can I really not look at my brother for the last time?
Wu Huan stood next to Huo Tian, with the machete in his hand exuding an unparalleled murderous aura. His eyes were staring at the afterimage that was getting closer and closer, and his body was brewing with huge explosive power. With one strike, he would see the end.
Suddenly, screams were heard everywhere, and clouds of blood mist burst out, making Wu Huan frown. Could it be that it was not directed at him? Looking at the youth gang member who fell on the ground, he became more and more sure of his thoughts, but he did not put it away. The knife was still staring at the young man who was killing everyone.
Within a few breaths, the young man came to Wu Huan and said, "Xiao Feng asked me to come." After saying that, he waved his mountain knife, and a string of blood beads splashed out. A group of enemies fell in the pool of blood behind him.
"Who are you?" Although Wu Huan was young, he was not a fool. Their lives were at stake, so he naturally had to ask clearly.
"Huo Tian is injured. My name is Han Chuang, and I am Han Shuang's cousin." Only then did Han Chuang notice that Huo Tian's face was pale and there was a three-edged military thorn stuck in his stomach.
When he heard Han Shuang, Wuming breathed a sigh of relief and put away the machete: "Well, the injury is very serious. If I don't send him to the hospital immediately, I guess..."
"Three-sided military thorn..." Han Chuang bent down to observe the wound. Seeing that the blood was flowing very slowly, he asked in surprise: "There is a hemostatic medicine on it. It can actually stop the bleeding from the three-sided military thorn wound."
"Stop talking nonsense, I will carry Brother Tian on my back and we will break out together," Wu Huan said anxiously.
Han Chuang didn't pay attention to Wu Huan's tone and took out gauze and medicine from his pocket: "Let's bandage him again and leave immediately."
Wu Huan didn't ask him why he had gauze with him. He nodded and bandaged Huotian with Han Chuang. Judging from the technique, Han Chuang bandaged it very well, at least much better than Wu Huan. With the military region's special The donated hemostatic medicine was sprinkled on the wound, which was already bleeding slowly, and the bleeding was stopped.
"Grass," suddenly, a roar rang out. The gunner's body was hit by two machetes at the same time. Blood flew up. His body shook and he almost fell down.
Wu Huan's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he had already reached the gunner's side, held the machete that was coming again, and cut the throats of the two enemies: "Old gunner, are you okay?"
"It's okay, damn, how's Brother Tian doing?" Lao Pao wiped the blood on his face, the pain making the muscles on his face tremble.
"Brother Tian's injuries have been suppressed for the time being. We will break out immediately." As soon as Wu Huan arrived, the youth gang members immediately did not dare to step forward.
"who's that person,"
"Han Chuang, Han Shuang's cousin,"
"Coyote, go and die for me," Aaron laughed angrily and swung out his knife. He cut off the coyote's huge head, and finally rolled it in front of Huotian.
"Along, little..." Before Wu Huan finished speaking, two machetes hit Aaron's vitals.
"Aaron," the gunner also shouted.
With a relieved smile on his face, Aaron turned to look at Huo Tian and spit out a mouthful of blood: "Brother Tian, I killed the coyote, my brother takes the first step,"
"Along~" Huo Tian shouted weakly, unable to hold back tears.
Aaron could no longer hold on, fell into a pool of blood, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Both of you are going to die," Wu Huan raised his machete and pointed at the armored dragon and Tyrannosaurus rex. They were the ones who struck down the two swords just now.
"Kill them, leave no one alive today," the armored dragon noticed Wu Huan's cold eyes, his heart beat hard, and he said loudly.
However, the younger members of the Youth Gang were scared to their core. Looking at each other, no one dared to rush up and take action against Wu Huan.
"Go to hell," Wu Huan roared and rushed towards the armored dragon. At the same time, the machete turned into a ball of cold light and struck down on his head.
The armored dragon was frightened, and hurriedly raised his knife to block it. The two knives collided, sparking a cluster of sparks. The huge force made him take two steps back. He really couldn't believe it. He was so young at this age. A grown-up young man could actually unleash such terrifying power.
"Kill you," the Tyrannosaurus rex was also scared to death, but at this time it was completely up to the two brothers. If he didn't fight hard, he would be dead.
Wu Huan's body fell down, no longer caring about the armored dragon, and slashed at the Tyrannosaurus Rex with a sideways knife. Without any pause, the machete slashed at the Tyrannosaurus Rex's waist.
"Ah," the Tyrannosaurus rex screamed, and then he felt his body light up and flew up. The next second, he was horrified to see blood spurting out from his lower body, and then his vision went black and he lost consciousness.
Wu Huan killed the Tyrannosaurus rex in one blow. Just when he was about to kill the armored dragon again, he heard Han Chuang shout: "Wu Huan, don't be obsessed with fighting, let's leave quickly."
Wu Huan gritted his teeth and looked coldly at the frightened armored dragon: "You owe me a life," after saying that, he supported the gunner and returned to Huo Tian.
"I'm holding Huo Tian, you look after him, let's go," Han Chuang glanced at the gunner and said to Wu Huan.
"Okay," Wu Huan nodded, threw away the curled machete in his hand, picked up another knife, and the four of them walked towards the stairs.
The few remaining young men and the younger brothers quickly made way for them. No one dared to stop them. It was a joke. The boss was frightened beside him, and the second brother was cut in half. They were nothing.
The elevator had stopped, and Han Chuang and the other four could only go down the stairs. They encountered no obstacles on the third floor, but when they arrived on the second floor, they found that the situation was not optimistic. The corridor was filled with elites from the Skeleton Regiment, with uniforms shining in their hands. machete.
"Old cannon, hold on to the handle yourself first," Wu Huan let go of the cannon and without saying any nonsense, he jumped down with the machete.
"Kill," the elite of the Skeleton Regiment shouted, and the younger members of the Youth Gang were frightened. They had never seen Wu Huan's power.
However, within two minutes, the elite members of the Skeleton Regiment began to retreat with horrified expressions on their faces. They were not afraid of death, but Wu Huan’s method of killing was too cruel. They either decapitated them, cut them in half, or chopped them into pieces. Half or half.
Wu Huan couldn't express the pain in his heart. Just these two minutes had greatly exhausted his physical strength. But in order to frighten them, he could only do this. Otherwise, no matter how many he killed, the other party would also have to kill them. He piled them up with corpses and left them behind.
"Go and help, help Wu Huan, I can hold on myself," Huo Tian said weakly.
Han Chuang shook his head: "No, he can do it."
Wu Huan carried the machete and walked down step by step: "Let's go,"
Han Chuang hugged Huo Tian, supported the gunner with one hand, followed Wu Huan, and went down from the second floor to the first floor. But when they came to the first floor, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and two words emerged in his heart, It's over.
In the lobby on the first floor of Yellow Crane Tower, there were rows of elite young men, at least more than 200 of them. They held machetes high and stared at the four Wu Huan, blocking the entrance of Yellow Crane Tower.
"Ahem, Wu Huan, Han Chuang, you two should leave quickly," Huo Tian coughed up a mouthful of blood, obviously desperate.
"Brother Tian is right, leave us alone," the gunner said through gritted teeth while holding on.
"Fart, I'm not the one who abandons my brothers," Wu Huan tightened his grip on the mountain knife, feeling that he had no hope of escaping.
Han Chuang also shook his head: "I am entrusted by Xiao Feng, and I will not abandon you even if I die."
"Haha, I, Huo Tian, can be with my three brothers before I die. I have no regrets. Han Chuang, put me down. Even if I die, I will help a few people to support you." Huo Tian laughed wildly a few times, and he He had already put life and death aside.
"Huotian, I didn't expect you to have a long life. The armored dragon is too useless. There are so many people and they can't kill just a few of you," an elder brother of the Skeleton Group said with a sneer, holding a machete.
"You talk a lot of nonsense," Wu Huan also had thoughts of death. He had no time to listen to his nonsense. He rushed into the opponent's camp with one sword and one man, just like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep, killing three people in an instant.
"Damn it, kill them, the boss said, whoever killed Huo Tian, one million, and the other three, each of them, five hundred thousand," the eldest brother of the Skeleton Group shouted.
The elites of the Skeleton Regiment all had their eyes gleaming, and they rushed forward with their knives, and a new round of slashing began again~
Outside, Xiaodao led the Tianmen gang and fought a bloody path. He looked at the Yellow Crane Tower thirty meters away and shouted: "Brothers, Brother Tian is inside, let's kill him."
"Kill," although the Tianmen gang was tired, their blood was boiling.
"It's getting more and more interesting, hehehe..." On the rooftop, Hao Tianlai raised the corners of his mouth and said with a chuckle.
"It's a pity that Xiao Feng is not here. It would be more interesting if he were here," Xie Xin said with a ferocious expression. The pleasure of revenge made him subconsciously touch his private parts.
