Ye Xingchen chopped off half of his head with a knife, and blood spilled all over the floor.
"Kill..." Zifeng is known as Zi Feng, who never blinks when killing people, and this time the other party killed the Fat Pig King, which has already touched his bottom line.
The knife fell from his hand, and a human head flew up into the air, followed by another straight stab, directly piercing the opponent's heart. A blood arrow shot out, hitting his face all over, but he didn't care, and shot his head in the air.
Tian, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a ferocious expression on his face, raised his machete and rushed forward again.
Wang Xiaohu is known as the Mountain Tiger. Although he was seriously injured, he still harbored overwhelming hatred in his heart. He held a machete in his left hand and right hand, and he could chop people crazier than Madman Zi.
Zhang Bao, known as the Black Panther, was very fast and struck every enemy's vital point with his sword. This time, they no longer cared about anything else.
The one hundred people behind him were all selected elites. They were stimulated by the blood, and their eyes were red. They didn't even blink when they chopped people, and they were extremely ferocious.
Although the members of the Jade Tiger Gang accounted for the majority, they were suddenly attacked and were completely unprepared. Now they were oppressed by the opponent's momentum. For a moment, almost everyone became timid and began to retreat.
"Brothers, support me. The hall master is bringing people here. Don't let these guys escape..." Zhang Long on the second floor felt timid when he saw Ye Xingchen and his group being so tough, but he couldn't.
But he knew that he couldn't escape. If he did, he would definitely receive a lesson crueler than death, so he had no choice but to shout loudly, hoping to improve the morale of the Yuhu Gang members.
But it was a good thing that he didn't shout. Once he shouted, his position was completely exposed. Ye Xingchen chopped down a man with a knife. With a flick of his left hand, a small knife appeared in the palm of his hand. With a strong shake, a sharp sword light shot out.
The knife was inserted directly into Zhang Long's throat.
Even until his death, Zhang Long didn't understand why he still died despite being so far away.
Ye Hu, who was standing next to Zhang Long, was so frightened that he didn't care when the hall master would come, so he ran away behind him.
"Ye Hu, you damn don't even think about escaping..." Wang Xiaohu recognized Ye Hu, and regardless of his injuries, he chased after Ye Hu desperately.
"Old Qi, be careful..." Zhang Bao saw Wang Xiaohu chasing Ye Hu and quickly stepped forward to help him stop the two enemies.
"Zifeng, I'll leave this to you..." Ye Xingchen yelled at Zifeng, kicked a gangster away, threw the machete in his hand, and inserted it directly into the abdomen of an enemy, while he himself
But he quickly chased Ye Hu in the direction where he fled.
"Kill..." Zifeng roared, not caring about the knife wounds on his body, and struck harder and faster, completely falling into madness.
The Xishan Hotel was filled with moaning wounded people, and even more lifeless corpses. The blood dyed the red carpet even more red. The tables, chairs, and walls were all covered in blood. The hotel service staff, workers
The personnel were so frightened that they didn't know where to hide, and only a few dozen members of the Xingyao Society were still chasing the members of the Jade Tiger Gang.
The sound of the siren rang, pulling Zi Feng, who was in madness, back to the display. He looked back and saw that there were less than thirty brothers he had brought with him, but there were two to three hundred people lying on the ground, including some
They are Zhang Long's men.
"Withdraw..." Ye Xingchen gave the order and fled through the back door with the remaining troops.
Ye Xingchen, Wang Xiaohu, and Zhang Bao pursued Ye Hu closely, and were constantly attacked by members of the Yuhu Gang along the way. However, they were all killed by a few people who fell into extreme grief and anger.
"Ye Hu, you damn dare stop, I'll fight you one on one..." Wang Xiaohu cursed as he ran, the wound on his shoulder had already been opened, and the blood had stained the gauze red.
Ye Hu didn't reply, let alone look back. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, escape.
I escaped from the Xishan Hotel and ran as fast as I could on Xiyu Street. Fortunately, there were no vehicles on this street because of the appearance of Ye Xingchen and his group. The shops on the roadside were also closed, leaving only the whole street.
Several people chased each other, and occasionally the Yuhu Gang boys came over, but they were easily dealt with by Ye Xingchen and the others.
Ye Hu used his speed to the extreme. He even believed that if he competed in the Olympics at his current speed, he would definitely set a new world record. But why did he always feel that he was getting closer and closer to his opponent? Especially the one with this little trick
The braided boy is like a sun. No matter how he runs, his eyes can cover him.
Ye Hu's heart became more and more frightened. After the fear, all that was left was regret, deep regret. Why did he listen to Cao Tianer's words? If he hadn't gone to trouble them, he should be in the arms of a woman now.
?Why are you so stupid? However, there is no regret medicine in the world. Ye Hu can only run as hard as he can, even if he knows he can't escape.
Ye Xingchen was less than twenty meters away from Ye Hu. With a flick of his wrist, another knife appeared in his hand. With a shake, the flying knife was like a meteor in the night sky and shot towards the running Ye Hu.
With a sound of "Chi...", the flying knife pierced Ye Hu's thigh, and a bloody arrow shot out. Ye Hu's body fell forward and landed heavily on the ground.
Several more members of the Yuhu Gang ran out from the road, trying to step forward to help their boss, but Ye Xingchen had already stepped forward and kicked the person closest to Ye Hu away with a few fierce kicks.
, and Zhang Bao and Wang Xiaohu arrived later and gave those people a harsh lesson.
At this time, Ye Xingchen and others also heard the sirens, but Ye Hu ignored the pain in his thighs, got up, and ran forward again.
"Since you are so anxious, let me give you a ride, shall I?" Ye Xingchen snorted coldly, flipped his wrist again, and a flying knife shot out, but this time it was not the thigh, but Ye Hu's head...
"When you go underground, remember this sentence: Anyone who offends my brother will be killed without pardon!" Ye Xingchen said coldly, turned around and walked towards the alley aside, and Ye Hu's body slowly slowed down.
He fell slowly, but his eyes were still filled with fear.
Zhang Bao and Wang Xiaohu ignored the frightened guys, stepped forward and pulled out Ye Xingchen's flying knife, and cut off Ye Hu's head. They followed Ye Xingchen and quickly got into the dark alley.
The few remaining gangsters turned blue with fright and fled without a trace. Only a headless body was left twitching in the quiet street, and the sound of sirens gradually approaching...
In the Yulong Street Bar, all business premises have been closed. Even the city leaders’ inspection has not been so quiet. The streets are lined with people wearing black coats. There are men and women, some with hair dyed golden, and some with hair on their ears.
Wearing several cat-holes, some have long hair, in short, these are all domineering little girls who usually hang out in the city, but this time, their faces are all written with solemnity and sadness, no matter what
Are they really sad in their hearts? In this quiet and terrible night, they dare not say a word, even if they whisper to each other.
Outside the Jade Dragon Bar, there were also men in black standing, but unlike the others, they all had a sparkling star embroidered on their collars.
At the door of Yulong Bar, stood two girls with the same pure appearance and slender figure. They were also wearing black coats. Their young faces were filled with nervousness, sadness, and other complex expressions. They were Luo Dan and Ye Yan. Luo Bao, who looked wretched, also stood aside, staring at the ground, not daring to look inside.
In the Yulong Bar, Ye Xingchen, Zifeng, Wang Wu, Zhang Bao, and Wang Xiaohu, all wrapped in linen belts, stood silently in front of the coffin. There was also an altar with a bloody human head on it. It was Ye Hu's head, and his eyes still looked as frightened as when he died.
"Lao Ba, I hope you won't be too lonely on the road to hell..." Ye Xingchen personally lit three incense sticks, worshiped Liu Donglin, inserted them directly on the head, bowed to the coffin, and then walked to the side. .
"Lao Ba, don't worry. If you don't have any wish, my brother will fulfill it for you..." Zifeng's voice was hoarse and he was almost speechless.
The taciturn Wang Wu didn't even speak, and his face was even expressionless, but the sharp look in his eyes that could only appear in a cobra also showed the extreme grief and overwhelming murderous intention in his heart...
"Old man, let's go in peace..." Zhang Bao also said briefly, sighed slightly, and walked aside.
Wang Xiaohu, whose shoulders were still wrapped in gauze, walked to the front, his eyes sparkling with tears. After all, he couldn't bear it anymore. Suddenly, the pain came out, and his 1.9-meter-long body knelt on the ground and burst into tears.
No one spoke, no one stepped forward to help him, and no one stepped forward to comfort him. The only thing left in the entire Yulong Bar hall was the painful voice of this nine-foot-tall man.