With the appearance of Aunt Liao, other members of the Huamen Jiujue also appeared on stage. The violent butcher Tie Meng, the murderer Maitreya Fang Baala and others rushed in from the window one after another and fought fiercely with those members of the M Country Huamen.
For a moment, the office was crowded with people, swords and swords flashed in the air, blood spattered, and screams came and went.
The mountain and river fan in Ximen Lang's hand flew up and down like an iron ruler, hitting the members of the M Country's Huamen. The fan's bones were made of black iron, and although it was small, it was extremely heavy. In addition, he poured the domineering chaos into the fan.
Yuan Gong split the brains of those sturdy men and they kept falling down.
In an instant, more than a dozen big men were attacked by Ximen Lang, and they were truly invincible.
Seeing Ximen Lang charging at him like a mad tiger, John Teng couldn't help but retreat, shouting in horror, "Come here, kill him quickly, hurry up..."
Lei Meiyu, who was not far away, saw that he was in critical condition and suddenly flew up. In mid-air, she unsheathed her scimitar and slashed towards Ximen Lang's left shoulder.
Ximen Lang turned sideways and said angrily: "Get away!" The iron fan turned around and hit the scimitar.
There was a sound of "dang" and sparks flew everywhere.
Lei Meiyu only felt that her arms were sore and numb. The silver scimitar was actually broken by the iron fan, and one of the pieces fell. This frightened her. The other party's martial arts was beyond her expectation. Her silver teeth
With one bite, he said angrily: "Go to hell..." He threw half of the scimitar in his hand, spinning towards the opponent.
Ximen Lang snorted coldly, "Looking for death!" He shook his left hand, and three willow leaf flying knives shot out. One of them happened to hit the half of the scimitar. After the collision, it made a dinging sound and fell down at the same time.
The other two willow leaf flying knives flew towards Lei Meiyu's body with the force of wind and thunder, with a terrifying momentum!
Lei Meiyu hurriedly dodged, but only managed to avoid one flying knife. Another one hit her on the left shoulder, which made her look pale and she screamed involuntarily, "Ah..."
Just when Lei Meiyu staggered and almost fell, Wilson rushed over to support her and whispered in her ear: "Stop fighting, come with me quickly and let these men deal with them..."
Lei Meiyu nodded, let Wales support him and quickly ran to the door and left quietly.
More and more members of the Huamen of Country M poured into the office, holding machetes, spears and other weapons in their hands. They surrounded Ximen Lang and Huamen Jiujue, howling and fighting with them.
Ximen Lang frowned, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the golden flames danced, and he said angrily: "Everyone die!" With a flick of his wrist, the mountain and river fan disappeared into his sleeve.
After taking it out of its sheath, a red light filled the sky.
"Puff puff puff..."
With one strike of the sword, the heads of the three M Country Huamen members left their necks and flew to the side bloody. The headless corpses fell down spraying blood.
Next, Ximen Lang went on a killing spree, the blood-coagulated sword kept swinging, and the terrifying red light floated around, causing each member of M Country's Huamen to die from the sword. In an instant, more than twenty people fell down,
It's as terrifying as death.
Outside the building, thousands of members of the M Guohua Sect rushed over, shouting, "There are assassins in the Sect Master's office, everyone, come over quickly."
"Hurry, don't let the assassin escape..."
Suddenly, there was only a bang, and the main door of the headquarters was knocked down. Amidst the dust, a large police engineering vehicle rushed in. Undoubtedly, it was the one that knocked down the main door.
Behind the engineering vehicle were followed hundreds of police officers wearing bulletproof vests and helmets. Some were holding pistols and some were carrying submachine guns. They poured into the yard like a black whirlwind and let out a thundering roar, "
Don't move, raise your hands..."
Los Angeles Deputy Commissioner Baker also mingled with the police team. He took the trumpet handed by the attendant next to him, held it in front of him, and said loudly: "Thugs in the yard, listen, we are police officers of the Los Angeles Police Department. You are suspected of being armed."
The armed riot has been surrounded. Put down your weapons quickly, raise your hands, and strive for leniency. Otherwise, we will take extreme actions..."
For a moment, the members of the M Guohua Sect in the yard were dumbfounded. Seeing so many policemen aiming at them with guns, they were all afraid. After all, they were members of a gangster organization and did not dare to openly confront the police.
Everyone froze on the spot, looking at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Baker added: "Listen, you all, throw away your weapons and surrender immediately. Your crime is not too serious. Even if you are arrested, it won't take long to be released. Don't try to be hostile to the police, otherwise, you will be shot immediately."
punishment."
After hearing this, a cowardly member of M Country's Huamen was the first to throw away the gun in his hand, raised his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't shoot, I surrender..."
Some people took the lead, and others followed suit. A group of people rushed to throw their weapons on the ground and raised their hands in surrender. Nearly a thousand people were controlled by the Los Angeles police.
Baker ordered his men to drive the suspects into the open space, and then many armed police officers surrounded them, watching them intently.
Inside the office building, Ximen Lang's eyes turned red. In a short time, he killed nearly a hundred enemies, as fiercely as a crazed demon.
John Teng was horrified by what he saw. After ordering a group of men to rush up, he quickly dodged out and fled into the corridor.
Ximen Lang roared, "Where are you going?" He waved his sword and slashed five or six enemies in front of him, then crashed directly into the wall.
"boom!"
The solid wall could not withstand Ximen Lang's steel-like body, and he was knocked out of a big hole. In the dusty room, he came to the corridor, stood in front of Teng John, and said gloomily: "How can it be so easy to run away?
"
Teng John said angrily: "You brat, don't be too arrogant too early, someone will deal with you..."
In the corridor, dozens of members of the M Guohua Sect rushed past wielding machetes. Under the light, the swords were dazzling and the chill was overwhelming.
Ximen Lang sneered and said, "Okay, I will save you now."
The blood-coagulated sword was swung, red light flashed, and it circled around him in an instant. Only screams could be heard continuously. More than ten members of the Huamen of M Country were scratched on the chest by the sharp sword, forming extremely terrifying bloody wounds.
Blood and internal organs gushed out, and he fell to the ground on his back.
The power of this sword was simply terrifying. Everyone's eyes showed fear. He was so terrifying!
Suddenly, a strong wind came from the back of Ximenlang's head. It was extremely fierce, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.
Who could have such strong strength? Ximen Lang was surprised and quickly dodged to avoid it. Based on his intuition, he slashed towards the enemy with the blood-condensed sword in his hand...