Therefore, when the living lives died in front of Chen Hao's eyes, not only did his eyes not show any sympathy, but they became even more bloodthirsty.
Suddenly, I could only hear——
"drink!!!"
There was a soft drink from Chen Hao's mouth. Then, the machete in his hand rushed straight into the crowd, sweeping away all of them.
Those cold rays of light are like rainbow light that can split the sky and split the earth. Every time it falls, it always stirs up a bright red "fountain".
Immediately afterwards, several more lives were lost under Chen Hao's sword.
But at the same time——
Because the space for Chen Hao to move was too small, every time he took the lives of several people, he would inevitably be stabbed several times in the back.
——Kill someone and get stabbed...
——Kill ten people and get ten stabs!
You know, Chen Hao is not a bronze man, his body is also made of flesh! Anyone else would be in excruciating pain after being slashed several times on the back and exposing a few bloody wounds.
But now, Chen Hao has no choice.
He has been heavily surrounded, and if he wants to escape, there is only one way - to use the machete in his hand to carve out a bloody path.
Therefore, no matter how deep the incision on his back was, no matter how much blood flowed, no matter how painful and numb the nerves were, he still had to endure it.
After all, he has become accustomed to "turning the tide in five ways". The knife incision on his back would at most bring him heartbreaking pain, but it would not kill him...
…
Gritting teeth, holding bones, crying blood!
At this second, Chen Hao seemed to have returned to the battlefield in the Middle East, back to the place that made him passionate and loved and hated...
He has forgotten that his heart has not been so bloodthirsty for many years.
He only vaguely remembered that when he was in the Middle East, he would be extremely excited whenever the mercenary group went out to perform tasks.
Because he knows that as long as there is a mission, there will be killing...
At that time, his favorite thing to do was to kill people!
Chen Hao's hobby may sound a bit perverted. But the reason is only known to him - whenever he kills someone, he feels like killing his father and his mother with his own hands, seeking revenge.
The feeling of Dai Tian’s blood feud.
Therefore, whenever he saw the enemy's blood swaying in front of his eyes, he always felt indescribably happy in his heart. That vivid feeling was really wonderful.
And now, the same is true for Chen Hao!
Facing the thousands of members of the mafia gang around him, the murderous thoughts in Chen Hao's heart were already wide open.
Every time he killed someone, he felt that he had slapped Huang Quan and the mysterious man hard.
Since he couldn't deal with Huang Quan and the mysterious man for the time being, he might as well vent all his anger on these ungrateful gangsters.
Completely——
"Fuck them all!!!"
Chen Hao suddenly raised his head and roared to the sky.
At this time, if there are careful people present, they can clearly find that because of the killing, Chen Hao's eyes have already turned blood red, just like a person in a martial arts novel who becomes obsessed due to wrong cultivation methods.
…
Chen Hao was completely "killed crazy".
Blood-red eyes, ferocious face, non-stop hands...
So in just two hours, more than 500 members of the mafia gang died under his knife.
However, I don't know what happened - when Chen Hao went "killing crazy", the gang members around him also went "killing crazy"...
The members of the mafia gang seemed to be infected by the aura emanating from Chen Hao's body. They all turned into "Desperate Saburos", holding up the machetes in their hands, and rushed towards Chen Hao desperately.
In this way, after Chen Hao cut off a person's head, he received not only one stab in the back, but two, three or even five...
In the beginning, if you kill one person, you will be stabbed once; if you kill ten people, you will be stabbed ten times.
And now - if you kill one person, you will be stabbed three times; if you kill ten people, you will be stabbed thirty times!
There is no doubt that after the members of the Mafia Gang lost their minds, their combat effectiveness suddenly increased dramatically. And their madness brought a lot of trouble to Chen Hao.
"I can't control it anymore, let's fight!" Chen Hao gritted his teeth and ignored the huge pain in his back.
Therefore, when Chen Hao charged into the crowd and killed a few people, he had to pause for a moment and use the five-level method of turning the tide to repair the knife marks on his back.
…
This crazy killing lasted for several hours. It was not until the sky gradually became clear that the battle between Chen Hao and the members of the Mafia Gang came to an end.
At first glance——
The crescent moon hanging high in the sky has left without knowing when, leaving only a hazy and slightly shy trace of her.
Instead, there was the fiery red sun that had just poked its little head out from the horizon.
The sky became dimly bright.
And the outline of the restless land of Mayong Road slowly became clear...
Take a closer look——
In the area of Mayong Road, nowhere is it as decadent and desolate as in the past. In just one night, it first ushered in a "life", and then ushered in a "dead silence"...
——The ground was like a ruin, filled with corpses. Looking around, one could not see the end of the corpses.
This scene is very much like the scene after the confrontation between the two armies on the ancient battlefield; it is also very much like the hell scene described by foreign poets...
——The corpses were laid out flat, almost covering the gravel and weeds on the ground, just one after another.
Among these corpses, some are complete, and some... are either missing arms or legs; or their heads are missing...
…
Blood flowed out from the corpses.
Slowly, pools of blood like lakes emerged in the low-lying areas. As for the ravine areas, they were filled with blood. People who didn't know it thought there was a small river here.
This scene of rivers of blood and mountains of corpses is truly shocking and gives people an indescribable feeling.
——How can words describe such a scene?
Suddenly——
When the warm sunshine shines on this land, a slightly bitter breeze blows gently here.
Suddenly, the air that was blown up carried the strong smell of blood and spread to other places. At first glance, wherever the air swept, it seemed to leave a blood-red mark...
——The color of the air was almost changed by the smell of blood emitting from this land...
Seeing this scene, Chen Hao couldn't help but close his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.
The smell of blood gave him a different feeling.
"This smell is so addictive." Chen Hao sighed. At the same time, he slowly opened his eyes and threw the machete aside.
"This evil massacre is finally over!" As Chen Hao finished speaking, his eyes suddenly glanced around, lightly scanning the corpse with no end in sight.
At the same time, there was still no sympathy in Chen Hao's eyes.
In his opinion, these members of the mafia gang have long been dazzled by their interests. They are seeking their own death and do not deserve anyone's sympathy!
You know, in the "Law of the Jungle", sympathy and mercy are not allowed!
After all, if Chen Hao doesn't kill them, they will chop off Chen Hao's head without hesitation...
…
Eight hours have passed since the battle between Chen Hao and the gang members last night.
That night, Chen Hao fought from one intersection to another; then, from another intersection, he fought back to the original intersection.
Chen Hao himself couldn't remember how many times he went back and forth.
But one thing is certain - he fought from night to dawn...
In the end, this life and death battle ended with Chen Hao's victory!
A rough calculation shows that in the past eight hours, Chen Hao's hands were stained with the blood of more than 4,000 people. And from beginning to end, Chen Hao did not let go of a single member of the mafia gang.
In other words, Chen Hao killed as many people as Huang Quan sent.
Looking at the corpse that was getting colder and colder, Chen Hao's hatred for the mysterious man and Huang Quan reached its peak. Now, he no longer intends to let the situation develop randomly, but chooses to take the initiative!
"It's time to leave!" Chen Hao murmured, then walked out of the land covered by corpses...
…
After leaving Mayong Road, Chen Hao was not in a hurry to go home. Instead, he ran to West Street first to find a cover.
Fortunately, it was still early in the morning and there were not many pedestrians on the road. Otherwise, when someone saw Chen Hao walking out naked and covered in blood, they would be scared to death.
It must be said that Chen Hao's luck was quite good. As soon as he arrived at West Street, he saw a pile of clothes at the door of a textile workshop.
When I picked it up, I saw that although these clothes were all inferior products that could not be sold, they could still cover the body if worn on the body.
However, Chen Hao has never had any requirements for what he wears, so he just grabbed one and threw it on his body.
However, just as Chen Hao was putting on his clothes, an ominous thought suddenly flashed through his mind——
"Oops!" Chen Hao suddenly heard something, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
"How could I forget such an important thing..."
Thinking of this, Chen Hao couldn't help but slap his head. He strode forward, ignoring the blood on his head and body, and ran towards the wild bar on Yehu Street as fast as possible with his legs...