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Chapter eight hundred and seventy first night of the night

Chapter 871: Dark Moon Murderous Night

When the three men closest to Chen Hao had their throats slashed, the three of them were pushed in front of Chen Hao by the "sea of ​​people" behind them.

Since the three of them no longer posed any threat to Chen Hao, Chen Hao directly bypassed them, raised the machete in his hand, and slashed behind the three of them.

The other men behind the three of them were very unlucky.

The reason why the people behind are rushing forward desperately is because they don't know what is happening in front. And in order to compete for credit, they have to keep pushing the people in front.

But they never thought that the extremely sharp machete in Chen Hao's hand would not chop at the three people rushing at the front. Instead, it would pass over those three people and chop at the others...

"Are the people in front of you eating shit?" A man whose shoulder was cut with a machete couldn't help but cursed.

"What are you doing in front? Hurry up and rush up." The people behind also started to get impatient.

"Don't block the road!" Another roar sounded.

"..."

For a moment, shouting and cursing sounded in the stairway and could not stop being heard for a long time.

The voices of those people were so sarcastic and heartless that the three people in front of Chen Hao suddenly fell into a pessimistic despair.

It feels like a grievance in their hearts!

After their throats were slashed by Chen Hao, the machetes fell off their hands. Even if they wanted to fight to the death, they were unable to do so.

Now, Chen Hao deliberately blocked the top of the stairs and refused to get out of the way; while his companions behind him kept pushing up - as a result, they could not advance or retreat, and they could not even speak.

Also deprived...

However, this is not what makes them most desperate -

When Chen Hao deliberately used the bodies of the three of them as human shields and kept swinging the machete behind them, the other people behind them suddenly became impatient.

Some people even took out their machetes in order to protect themselves and stabbed the three of them in the back.

Click!!!

The extremely sharp machete sank into the bodies of the three of them. Immediately, a large mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from the corners of their lips.

It was a heartbreaking pain!

It was even more of a bone-eroding torture that made them almost want to scream. However, because their throats were cut, they could not make a sound at all. They could only open their mouths and gasp, letting blood rush out from their throats.

At this second, their faces turned pale due to excessive blood loss; their expressions also appeared quite distorted due to the despair in their hearts. Then, their consciousness gradually weakened along with the signs of life, as if they might disappear at any time.

——But the people behind them didn’t know the situation of the three of them, nor could they understand their feelings.

Therefore, when the people behind were blinded by the achievements and benefits, they were too lazy to pay attention to it. They took out the white blade in their hands and stabbed the three of them in the back again.

Immediately, the pupils of the three of them opened up, and their expressions were frozen in that painful moment.

Taking a closer look, the signs of life of the three of them had ended a second ago, and they had left the world that they had fallen in love with...



The death of the three men in front of him did not make Chen Hao feel too upset. After all, behind the three of them, there was a large group of men holding machetes.

However, the deaths of these three people allowed Chen Hao to find an excellent human shield.

He didn't bother to push away the three people in front of him, he just raised the machete in his hand high and followed the gap between their shoulders to slash behind them.

He almost used all his strength with every blow.

And every time the machete in his hand fell, it would always trigger a spurt of blood, followed closely by bursts of screams like slaughtering pigs.

The machete in his hand either fell on the shadow's shoulder; or fell on the shadow's face; or...

All in all, after he slashed more than twenty times in one minute, the crowd that was rushing upwards gradually subsided.

If there were lights at this time, everyone present could see the "river of blood" flowing down the stairs.

However, even if there is no lighting, the men on the stairs can still feel that their feet are covered with thick liquid, so much so that some people even slip.

At the same time, the number of corpses lying in the stair passage also increased, gradually blocking the entire passage - and if those behind wanted to rush up, they would have to step on the corpses of their companions.

But this ferocious scene didn't scare anyone.

Since they dared to show up here with machetes, they were already prepared - what's more, in the face of the huge temptation of interests, they only wanted to compete for credit, so how could they care about anything else?

Therefore, after the black shadows downstairs adjusted their mood for a while, they ran upwards again, stepping on the corpses of their companions. The cold light emanating from the machetes in their hands seemed to become three points colder in this second.



Chen Hao had already been waiting for them at the stairs on the second floor.

As the saying goes, "One man can guard the barrier, and ten thousand men cannot open it." Since Chen Hao chose to fight in this place, he naturally had his reasons.

The width of the stair passage is fixed, and it can accommodate up to three people walking up at one time. If one more person is added, it will be difficult to move forward.

Since he doesn't know how many people are in the shadows around the villa, he will naturally not be stupid enough to rush down and fight with them - as long as he holds on to the stairs, then every time, he will face at most

Just three people.

——He just strangled the opponent to death due to the large number of people, and relied on his many years of killing experience to guard the entrance of the stairs leading to the second floor stairway like a god of death.

"Come on, come if you are not afraid of death!" The blood in his eyes was still strong, and he stared coldly at the black shadow rushing from downstairs.

Maybe it’s because the killing intent emanating from him is too strong; maybe it’s because the bloody scene in the stairway is too brutal; maybe… in short, as time goes by, the full moon in the sky can’t bear to witness this bloody scene.

In one scene, he tilted his head and hid in the clouds.

Suddenly, the already dark night became even darker and more ferocious because there was no moonlight.

But this was not enough to awaken the sanity of the group of shadows downstairs.

At this moment, they were still rushing upward as if they were desperate for their lives.

And every time, when they were about to approach Chen Hao, before they could raise the machetes in their hands, a cold light flashed from their eyes.

After all, Chen Hao was much faster than them. Every time, he took the initiative to attack without waiting for others to take action first, thus taking the lives of the people in front of him.

Every time he takes action, the blade is aimed at the enemy's vital point.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

If something can be solved with one blow, he will never use a second blow; if someone can be killed with one blow, he will never waste another blow.

Gradually, the corpses piled up in the stair passage were like a hill, blocking the entire passage - and if people wanted to come up in the next second, they would have to move the corpses in the stair passage first.

Of course, whether the body should be moved or not is someone else's business and has nothing to do with Chen Hao - he first threw away the blunt machete in his hand, then picked up another one from the ground, and then sat there

At the entrance of the stairs, he continued to use the profound energy in his body to replenish his physical strength.

The dark moon kills people on a murderous night, and the wind blows high and sets people on fire!

It was a long night, but there were still many surprises waiting for him! (To be continued)


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