Under the neon lights, Fatty Han and Shan Yujiang fought fiercely together. Both of them were extremely ferocious, just like an elephant and a rhinoceros encountering a gladiatorial fight. They roared again and again, really like wild beasts.
Huang Hai hurriedly protected Zhan Yong and ran towards the roadside, where vehicles were parked, their hope of leaving alive.
Before he could run even two steps away, Bu Qingyun, the leader of Yunying Hall of the Julang Gang, said loudly: "Wherever you go, keep your life here." A silver hook flashed over with a cold light, like brilliant lightning.
Huang Hai waved his machete to block, and he was so eager to protect his master that he did not forget to say, "Young master, hurry up..." and he started a vicious confrontation with Bu Qingyun while wielding the machete.
Seeing powerful enemies appear one by one, Zhan Yong became more and more panicked and could no longer care about the two of them. With a fierce personality, he waved his pirate knife and forced a member of the Julang Gang to take a few steps back and headed towards the off-road vehicle like a bereaved dog.
Run over.
Although some members of the Julang Gang came up to intercept them, they were all slashed by him. It was not for nothing. This guy did have some skills, and his ruthless attacks were like his father's.
He was less than five meters away from the off-road vehicle, and Zhan Yong was ecstatic. As long as he got on the vehicle, he would be able to escape smoothly.
Not far away, a tall young man wearing a black windbreaker stood on a semi-truck, holding a crossbow in his hand, his eyes on the infrared sight, and the crossbow moved, searching patiently among the crowd.
This person was Ye Jianfan, a member of the Julang Gang. When Zhan Yong's figure appeared in the infrared sight, he subconsciously aimed the crosshair at the guy's throat, preparing to take his life. However, he immediately thought of Lang.
What my brother told me, if possible, try to catch the opponent's leader is still useful. So, the scope moved down, and he decisively pulled the trigger.
"Whoosh!"
An extremely slight sound was heard, and a hunting arrow was shot towards the target with the sound of wind.
Zhan Yong, who was running fast, felt a sudden sharp pain in his right leg, then lost control and fell to the ground with a plop.
Ye Jianfan waved his hand and ordered: "Go and catch the injured guy next to the off-road vehicle. He will be alive."
The two members of the killing team under the car agreed and quickly ran towards the off-road vehicle.
Zhan Yong suddenly fell and howled involuntarily. He looked down and saw a hunting arrow piercing his right leg, with only the tail exposed. The blood stained his pants. He gritted his teeth.
He reluctantly stood up and walked forward with difficulty dragging his injured leg.
Just when this guy came to the off-road vehicle and just touched the door handle, two members of the killing team came to him. The one on the left kicked him to the ground, and the one on the right stepped forward and grabbed him.
With the pirate knife in his hand, he took out the handcuffs and handcuffed him.
The fighting in front of the disco continued, but there were less than fifty members of the Underworld Gang left, and the rest were lying in a pool of blood.
Shan Yujiang, who was fighting with Fatty Han, was struck on the shoulder by an axe, which almost removed his entire arm. Only a little bit of skin and flesh was still connected, blood spurted out, and the huge pain almost made him faint, frightening him.
He turned around and ran away, but five or six members of the Julang Gang stopped him. They chopped him with the knife in their hands as if they were chopping meat. They chopped him to the ground and died.
Seeing his companion's fate, Huang Hai was so frightened that he accidentally got a large gash on his chest with Bu Qingyun's silver hook, which was more than half a foot long. The wound was very scary.
In extreme panic, Huang Hai no longer dared to fight and ran away like a rabbit. Just after running more than ten meters away, he met Liu Kaifeng who was coming towards him. He let out a tiger roar and held a strange, shark-like steel knife in his hand.
Cut it diagonally.
Huang Hai hurriedly raised his sword to meet him. The two swords collided, and the machete flew away because he couldn't hold it.
A cold light flashed, and Liu Kaifeng quickly slashed with his second sword. Huang Hairen's head fell off his neck and fell to the ground, and his body shook and fell with a loud sound.
The members of the Underworld Gang who were still struggling to death saw the young gang leader being subdued and the two leaders died tragically. Knowing that the situation was over, they all threw down their weapons and squatted down, raising their hands above their heads and shouting: "I surrender...stop fighting...
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"Spare your life...we won't resist anymore..."
In the distance, a large open-top Hummer drove over. The driver was Xia Zhiyuan, the leader of Blood Lily, and the gang leader Ximen Lang was in the passenger seat, followed by six heroic female team members.
The Hummer came to a stop, and Liu Kaifeng, Fatty Han, Bu Qingyun, Ye Jianfan and two members of the killing team came over, pressing down on the limping Zhan Yong.
Fatty Han shouted to Zhanyong, "Kneel down..."
Zhan Yong raised his head, as if he hadn't heard anything. Although his leg was injured, his waist was straight, and his face looked like he was about to die.
"Damn you, do you hear me telling you to kneel down?" Fatty Han kicked him on the knee of his left leg.
Zhan Yong groaned and involuntarily knelt in front of the car door. He tried hard to struggle up, but was held down hard by two members of the killing team, unable to move.
Ximen Lang looked at him condescendingly and sneered: "You crazy young man from the Underworld Gang, you didn't expect us to meet again?"
Zhan Yong said bitterly: "Ximen Lang, please release this young master quickly, otherwise, our underworld gang will never spare you, and you will be shattered to pieces..."
Ximen Lang snorted coldly: "You think I'm scared. If you can't spare me, I can't spare you either."
Liu Kaifeng said: "Brother Lang, this kid is quite crazy. Brother Lang, just stop talking nonsense to him and chop him off with a knife."
Ximenlang shook his head and said: "You can't chop it down, there is still some use in keeping this guy alive..."
Zhan Yong cursed angrily: "You're the damn one who's got a bad life, you bastard."
Ximen Lang said coldly: "You kid really won't shed tears until you see the coffin. At this time, you still dare to yell at me and give me a slap. Let's see if he still dares to bark."
Fatty Han showed a ferocious smile on his face and said, "I love doing this job, leave it to me." He rounded his arms and slapped him hard.
With a crisp "pop" sound, Zhan Yong's head suddenly tilted to the side, five red carrots appeared on his face, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He opened his eyes angrily and said angrily: "You..."
"What the hell are you doing to your mother? Don't you accept it?" Fatty Han stared and cursed. Then he unceremoniously opened his bow from left to right and slapped the opponent's face with his big mouth in a series, until Zhan Yong's eyes froze.
Venus, my head is buzzing.
Ximen Lang looked at him like an old cat looking at a caught mouse and said, "Okay, let's teach him a lesson and take him back to the headquarters."
Liu Kaifeng pointed with his hand and said: "Brother Lang, there are dozens of prisoners over there, how to deal with them?"