"Lead the way!" Wang Fan was about to say, I don't know who Master Hei is, but when he saw the following vehicles behind him, he immediately changed his mind.
"You know the truth!" Pu San snorted and waved a few people to get into Wang Fan's car to prevent Wang Fan from escaping. The rest returned to their own cars and started leading the way.
A line of cars was moving forward in a mighty manner.
The people following Wang Fan were none other than the Northwest Wolf King. They planned to teach Wang Fan a lesson and give him a warning, but when they saw this scene, they were a little dumbfounded.
"Young Master, what should we do? Should we continue to follow him?" In the car, the driver looked at the burly man beside him and asked.
This burly and strong man, named Lang Jiang, is one of the two aces under the Wolf King. He has the title of Little Wolf King, and his skills are even more terrifying than that of Lang Yan.
"Following? It's too troublesome!" Lang Jiang shook his head, grinning and showing two rows of white teeth, "Kill him directly. If that kid knows the truth, give him a way to survive. If he doesn't, just kill him!"
"Yes!" Although the driver wanted to remind Lang Jiang that the Wolf King had told him not to kill anyone, he knew Lang Jiang's character well and did not dare to remind him in the end.
The vehicle accelerated, instantly approaching the vehicle of Wang Fan and his group, and soon overtook them, forcing them to stop.
Langjiang got out of the car with a group of tough guys and rushed towards Wang Fan and his group's vehicle, arrogantly and arrogantly.
When Pu San saw this scene, he almost exploded with anger.
Jinzhou is Heiye's territory, and they are the Supreme Emperor. Now someone dares to stop their car arrogantly. This is simply asking for death.
"Damn it, you're looking for death. You dare to block Mr. Hei's car. Are you blind?" Pu San opened the door and got out of the car, yelling.
Not only Pu San, but also the tough guys in the car got out of the car aggressively, staring with eager eyes, their faces full of anger!
"Master Hei?" Lang Jiang raised his eyebrows, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly stepped forward, pressed Pu San's back of the head with his big hand like a leaf fan, and then hit the front hood of the car hard.
boom!
The car was severely shaken and dented by the smash, and Pu San suffered a head injury and bloodshed.
"He's a loser!" Lang Jiang said disdainfully, and kicked Pu San more than three meters away, looking arrogant, "Smash him, hit him hard!"
"Whoever the hell refuses to accept, just kill me! Damn it, I've always been the one threatening others, but today is a good day, someone actually dares to threaten me, Lang Jiang, give them some memory!"
"Yes!" A group of fierce men obeyed the order and pounced on him like wolves and tigers.
The people brought by Pu San were furious when they saw this, and rushed towards him frantically, howling and screaming.
Arrogant, so damn arrogant.
In Jinzhou City, how dare you not give Mr. Hei face, how dare you slap Mr. Hei in the face like this, you are simply looking for death!
As fierce generals under Hei Ye, these people have long been accustomed to calling the shots and being aloof. How can they tolerate such provocations?
The two sides soon collided and fought together.
The Northwest Wolf King specially brought his subordinates from the northwest to Jinzhou. Needless to say, they are all fierce generals, brave and good at fighting, and extremely powerful.
Pu San, who knew Wang Fan's skills well, since he brought people to invite Wang Fan, naturally he would not bring any trash. They were also some powerful men under Hei Ye.
The collision between the two sides was like a tiger meeting a wolf, the fighting was fierce and extremely fierce.
In terms of personal fighting strength, the Northwest Wolf King's people were actually stronger than Hei Ye's people, but Pu San brought more people. So for a while, the two sides were inextricably linked.
Boom boom boom boom.
There were bursts of violent sounds, and soon both sides were covered in blood. Blood was flowing on the ground, and it was red and dazzling.
Stimulated by the blood, both sides became red-eyed and even more crazy.
The roars, fighting sounds, and screams were all connected together, as if they had formed a different kind of symphony, so harsh.
Lang Jiang watched this scene coldly from beginning to end, without taking action or helping. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Pu San was completely stunned. He lay on the ground and did not dare to get up, trembling all over.
He didn't expect that the people in Langjiang could be so fierce.
You know, these are the fierce generals under Hei Ye! If Wang Fan hadn't deeply angered Hei Ye, Hei Ye would never have easily sent out these fierce generals.
However, despite this, he did not gain any advantage. Instead, several people were chopped down. It was really terrifying.
Wang Fan stayed in the car from beginning to end and did not get out of the car. At this time, he was the only one left in the car, and the others went down to fight against the Langjiang troops.
He even took out a bottle of mineral water and drank it while watching these guys biting dogs while thinking about whether to call the police and how to escape.
flutter!
A fierce man from the northwest plunged a knife into the head of a fierce young man, and blood spattered freely.
He grinned ferociously, kicked the young man's body away, and was about to pounce on the others, when a sharp knife pierced his heart from behind.
Before he could scream, another long knife struck him, and his head was chopped off.
Blood poured down like a fountain, like rain! The head rolled gurglingly on the ground. It was bloody, dazzling, brutal, and too horrible to look at!
"Seeking death!" Seeing this scene, Lang Jiang could no longer remain calm. Holding a hammer in hand, he rushed into the crowd with a ferocious smile!
"Fuck them all!" He roared arrogantly, like a tiger among wolves. He danced up and down with the hammer in his hand. Every time he hit it, one person fell down.
The bright red blood dyed his whole body red, and also dyed the ground red. Under the sunlight, it looked so red and beautiful.
Every time he takes a step forward on the Langjiang River, someone falls down. Wherever he passes, no one can stop him.
In just a few minutes, he had defeated all the warriors brought by Pu San and fell to the ground.
Bones piled up in piles, the wounded wailed!
Damn it, hurt it!
Pu San watched this scene and his body trembled even more violently. He closed his eyes and pretended to be dizzy, not daring to get up or speak.
Fierce, really too fierce!
In his eyes, this Lang Jiang is simply a demon, a demon who kills without blinking an eye!
"Ah San, you take the injured brother back. The rest of you, follow me and deal with the aftermath! Anyone who dares to touch our people or hurt our brothers will be killed without leaving a single one alive!"
After Lang Jiang said to a young man, he held the hammer in his hand and ran towards the injured.
Obviously they want to kill them all!
Those warriors were all dumbfounded and their eyes were split with tears!
They didn't expect that Lang Jiang would be so cruel. He had already defeated them, injured them like this, and wanted to kill them to vent his hatred!
However, what can they do in the face of the fierce and powerful Lang Jiang?
For a moment, they felt deep fear.
That's the fear of death.
At this time, Lang Jiang had already rushed in front of them and started to touch up the enemies. Regardless of whether they were dead or not, every enemy would hit them hard with Ichiro Hammer.
In the blink of an eye, five people's heads were exploded.
The five people's heads were no better than watermelons under Lang Jiang's hammer. They exploded with a loud bang, and their brains splattered everywhere, turning into a ball of paste.
Disgusting, stinging!
In the Hummer, Wang Fan watched this scene and finally couldn't calm down and dialed Mo Wenrou's phone number.
This situation was beyond his imagination. Lang Jiang was too cruel and there were too many dead. Qin Xue probably couldn't hold him back and had no choice but to call Mo Wenrou.