"Kill--" The jackal disciples roared as if they had been beaten to death, and their voices merged into a long dragon and echoed in the night sky.
Yang Feicui and the others, who looked closely, were in a trance when they saw the refugee-like enemy.
Are these enemies?
It's almost enough to say that they are refugees from the Black Continent. No, they should be a ragtag group of refugees from the Black Continent.
Only the bloody reality tore apart their illusions, and the enemies dressed as refugees burst out with ferocity and savagery.
These people include beggars, fans, gangsters, thugs, and hooligans.
If they fight alone, they will at most be vicious to ordinary people. After all, it is difficult for them to achieve great things alone.
But together they become an extremely ferocious sea.
One ant can easily be trampled to death, and ten thousand ants can easily devour a person.
At this moment, they were incited by hatred. It would not be an exaggeration to describe them as a bunch of mad dogs.
Like a fire bursting from the earth, like a flash flood erupting, the violent energy spreads wildly.
Let alone these people who are originally villains, even an honest and honest person will quickly transform in such an atmosphere.
Emotions are contagious, let alone murderous anger?
Some people's original intention is to get some reward money by mixing in, and then take advantage of the chaos to find an opportunity to escape.
But under the influence of my friends, everyone changed their minds and followed the team forward with enthusiasm.
Everyone shouted wildly: "Kill them, kill them!"
The man in black robe raised his arms again and shouted: "Avenge the young master, avenge the president!"
Countless jackals roared: "Revenge, revenge!"
The corners of Yang Feicui's mouth couldn't stop twitching, and she looked around again. They were all Jackal disciples compressed into a fighting circle.
They didn't scream and jump towards each other, but moved forward slowly like bulldozers, not fast but with amazing momentum.
It is precisely because of this that Yang Feicui and the others have no gap to break through.
The dust kicked up by the footsteps gradually became thicker, and it was like a demon forcing itself towards Tang Ruoxue and the others.
The man in black robe waved his weapon: "Kill!"
The jackal raised all kinds of weapons high and roared and charged: "Kill, kill, kill!"
It's just that they were so powerful that they didn't have a clear path, and the car obstacles arranged by Tang Ruoxue blocked them.
They had to rush around the car.
As a result, the momentum stagnated, and the team became chaotic.
"Aunt Qing, do it!"
When Yang Feicui subconsciously took a few steps back, Tang Ruoxue shouted to Aunt Qing.
Then, she held the long gun and pulled the trigger.
She fired six shots in one go.
Aunt Qing also held two guns and fired bullets.
"Whoosh whoosh-" the bullets flew out and all hit the ten cars on the front line.
In the next second, the fuel tanks of all ten cars were blown open and exploded on the spot.
Flames soared into the sky, countless fragments shot out, and powerful air waves impacted.
The hundreds of jackal disciples who poured in were instantly overturned, screaming and flying around.
Broken limbs and broken arms, blood all over the ground.
Some people died on the spot, others were seriously injured, and the wailing echoed throughout the club.
The charging jackal army subconsciously retreated.
They didn't expect Tang Ruoxue to be so powerful, let alone that she would blow up the car to block the attack.
"Don't retreat, don't retreat, spread out the attacks and attack together."
"Kill, kill, kill for me!"
The man in black robe immediately jumped off the wall and roared at his companions.
The jackal army howled again and charged with weapons brandished.
This time, instead of attacking the main gate, they pressed in from all sides.
Tang Ruoxue and Aunt Qing fired ten more warheads without mercy.
I heard another series of explosions, and all the oxygen and gas bottles on each passage exploded.
"Bang bang bang -" With the earth-shattering sound, more than two hundred jackals fell into a pool of blood.
Howling endlessly.
When the wind blew, not only black smoke billowed, but also flames dazzled the eyes, forcing the jackal army to retreat again.
However, the road back was littered with the wreckage of blown-up cars, and many people accidentally fell into the flames, causing another huge injury.
Yang Feicui was very happy and waved her fist: "Blow them up, blow up these bastards!"
She felt a sense of pleasure.
Tang Ruoxue and the others were not happy, they just quickly replaced their bullets, and no one pursued and evacuated the enemy.
Tonight she wanted to kill a large number of enemies to delay, and she couldn't waste bullets on a single enemy.
"Molotov cocktail!"
Seeing that the attacks failed one after another, the man in black robe hiding behind roared angrily.
At the command, hundreds of jackals rushed forward, lit hundreds of Molotov cocktails and threw them at the club.
"retreat!"
Tang Ruoxue pulled He Feicui and shouted.
She led everyone quickly into the hall and closed the doors and windows behind her back.
“Bang, bang, bang—” Almost at the same time, countless Molotov cocktails hit the trees, rockery, pool, and cars in the clubhouse.
A series of explosions sounded, and balls of flames burned, plunging the entrance of the club into a sea of flames.
It's just that the distance was too far and no Molotov cocktails hit the club.
Tang Ruoxue took Aunt Qing and the others up to the second floor.
Amidst the thick smoke, the man in black robe shouted again: "Get over here and burn the club down."
More than a hundred jackals approached with Molotov cocktails, trying to close the distance and smash into the club.
Once the building burns, even if Tang Ruoxue and the others cannot be burned to death, they can still be forced out.
"Bang bang bang -" But Tang Ruoxue didn't give them a chance to get closer. She and Aunt Qing shot again and hit the car on the third line of defense.
The fuel tanks of three more vehicles exploded, knocking over dozens of jackals rushing forward.
They screamed and flew Molotov cocktails from their hands.
The Molotov cocktail either fell on himself or on his companions, and they were instantly burned to the point of crying and screaming.
"asshole!"
Seeing that the attack failed once and more than a hundred people were lost, the man in black robe was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
He took out a mobile phone and made a call, reported to the other end of the phone, and then nodded repeatedly.
The next second, he made another call to make arrangements.
Soon, hundreds of jackals took action.
They pulled the tops off the surrounding trees and hung Molotov cocktails on them.
Following the command of the man in black robe, hundreds of Molotov cocktails flew out with the help of the elasticity of the trees.
"Bang bang bang!"
A series of explosions were heard, and all the Molotov cocktails hit the wall of the club.
Hot oil splashed everywhere, flames rose, and the clubhouse was engulfed in a sea of flames.
Thick smoke billows.
Tang Ruoxue and Yang Feicui backed away from the balcony on the second floor, holding their masks and coughing uncontrollably.
Yang's bodyguards were also forced to shrink their lines by the heat wave and flames.
The man in black robe became very excited when he saw this. He waved his big hand and shouted: "Kill!"
Countless jackal disciples immediately howled and charged.
Tang Ruoxue and the others knew that the most difficult moment was coming.
So Tang Ruoxue and Aunt Qing immediately fired bullets and blew up all the other cars.
This series of explosions killed more than two hundred jackals.
It's just that the Jackal Legion, who were already mentally prepared, didn't care at all.
With red eyes, they approached the club building like a tide, brandishing their weapons.
"Bang, bang, bang—" But their charge was blocked again.
More than a hundred jackals rushing in front tripped over the ropes and fell screaming into the debris and flames.
Taking advantage of the chaos in the enemy's vanguard, Tang Ruoxue, Qingyi and the others threw the liquor at them.
When the flames broke out, more than a hundred people fell into the flames.
Screaming in agony.
However, Tang Ruoxue and Yang Feicui were not happy.
Although the enemy was hit hard again, there were simply too many of them, and many people rushed to the entrance, doors and windows of the hall.
Tang Ruoxue and the others could only pull the trigger and shoot dozens of enemies under the eaves.
Even so, enemies still broke in.
"Aunt Qing, take a group of people down and kill them all!"
When Tang Ruoxue saw this, she shouted sharply: "The rest of you, shoot the jackals behind me."
After saying that, she led her men to shoot downstairs, ruthlessly killing the jackals that came over.
At this time, she no longer saves bullets. Once a large number of enemies rush in, she will probably be doomed tonight.
Bullets flew everywhere, and countless enemies died screaming.
However, the jackal army responded quickly, carrying wooden boards or car doors, and dispersed to charge.
They attacked and broke in from the back door, the doors and windows on both sides, and the kitchen.
"Dang Dang Dang——" Aunt Qing also jumped into the hall with a group of people, fighting hand to hand with the enemies who kept coming in.
One side has a large number of people and is eager to kill. The other side seeks to save life and gain vitality, so both sides try their best to kill.
Swords and guns were waved, shouts were shouted, blood spurted everywhere from time to time, and people screamed and fell to the ground from time to time. It was indescribable chaos.
Although Aunt Qing's momentum was like a rainbow and knocked down more than a dozen assailants, it did not have the slightest deterrent effect.
Instead, these jackals became angrier and fought with weapons as if they were dead.
Charge, fight, and fall to the ground! As the two sides came into contact with each other on a large scale, both sides paid a heavy price.
Although Aunt Qing and the others were able to crush the jackal army, they were also hurt by the opponent's madness.
After the jackal disciples wailed and fell to the ground, if they had not been fatally wounded, they would still have clung to the feet of Yang's bodyguard.
Either stab with a knife or bite with teeth, or buy time for your companions. In short, you use your last strength to severely injure Aunt Qing and her gang.
Blood spilled everywhere and screams continued.
The hall of Jinyue Club quickly turned into a living hell.
"madman!"
No, this is a group of psychopaths! Yang Feicui, who was standing upstairs, turned pale.
She felt that the scene in front of her was like a zombie siege in Resident Evil.
She walked through the fighting scene with trembling fear, and then looked forward angrily: "Why haven't Ye Tang's Seventeenth Department come yet?"
If things go wrong tonight, if she survives, she will sue Ye Tang to Longdu.
