As soon as Song Zun finished speaking, several rows of men came out of nowhere in the sky. These people moved in unison. After landing, they immediately bowed to Bai Buzhan and shouted in unison, "Master..."
"Well, get up..."
Bai Buzhan relaxed his brows and waved his hands to everyone.
"Thank you, master..."
Everyone turned around and looked at Song Zun and others with dark eyes. In their eyes, the group of people in front of them were holding sharp knives, as if they were sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
"Great, great, Mr. Bai's apprentices are here, old man, you are dead."
When Wang Weihong saw this scene, he immediately became even more excited. It was not easy to deal with one warrior. However, with so many warriors, even if the same number of dead servants were to come, the Song family would still die here.
"Father……"
Song Qiang rushed to Song Zun. One of his arms was already disabled from the attack just now. At this moment, Song Qiang endured the severe pain and tightly held the steel knife in his hand with one arm. He stood with his father, looking at death with his eyes.
, staring at the warrior below.
"Son, are you scared?"
Song Zun smiled heartily, and there was a sense of desolation as if a hero had passed away for eternity.
"Don't be afraid. I can be with my father. No matter what I do, I won't be afraid."
Song Qiang shook his head vigorously and said loudly.
"Are you scared?"
Song Zun looked at everyone in the Song family and shouted loudly.
"Not afraid..."
Everyone shouted in unison.
Before setting off, everyone already knew what they were about to face, so they came here today for no other reason than to fight their way out with their lives.
"Okay, you all are the warriors of my Song family. When we reach Huangquan Road, I, Song Zun, will thank you all one by one. Now, we have to kill all these people to maintain the prestige of our Song family."
Song Zun held a knife in his hand, raised his arms and shouted loudly.
"kill……"
Suddenly, the people below were like a tide, waving the long knives above their heads and rushing towards Wang Weihong and others.
"Hmph, you are overestimating your own capabilities..." Bai Buzhan sneered, waved his hand, and said softly, "Let them see the strength of a warrior."
"Yes, master..."
Several warriors lined up in a row, their eyes full of teasing.
In the eyes of the warriors, the long knives waved by the crowd were like toys, without any deterrent, and the fierce expressions on their faces were like ringing the death knell for themselves.
"kill……"
A man rushed to the forefront, and the long knife in his hand chopped off the head of the warrior standing at the front without hesitation.
"Peng..."
Just for a moment, when the blade passed the warrior's head, a burst of white mist erupted all over the warrior's body. The man was instantly sprayed back and sank directly into the wall. He spurted blood from his mouth and saw that he could not get enough air.
, I vented a lot of anger.
"Wow..."
Killing one person with one move immediately shocked the whole place. Everyone stopped in their tracks. Although their eyes were filled with cold light, they did not dare to rush forward to attack again. A reckless attack would only bring destruction.
"What? Don't you dare to do it? In our eyes, you are just like ants. Do you really think you can do whatever you want with a few broken knives?"
Several warriors immediately laughed mockingly.
"Young Master Wang, the lives of these people are in your hands at this moment. If you want them to live, they will live. If you want them to die, they will die."
Bai Buzhan raised his finger, pointed at the three hundred and twenty people of the Song family, and said with a chuckle.
"Damn bastard..."
Song Qiang stood there, his body tense, and in the face of death, he would be lying if he said he was not afraid.
"Um……"
Song Zun's eyes were full of violent killing intent, and there were roars in his throat. It was really uncomfortable to feel that his life was in the hands of others. What's more, he was once a veteran with great military exploits. This was very important to him.
It's far beyond humiliation.
"Song Zun, Song Qiang, for the sake of us being in Qingzhou City, I can let you two live, as long as you kneel in front of me and lick everyone's shoes like a dog, how about it?"
Wang Weihong looked at the big man in front of him who was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. He looked up to the sky and roared, humiliating him unceremoniously.
"Wang Weihong, stop daydreaming, our Song family will never give in..."
Before Song Zun could speak, Song Qiang cursed loudly.
"Peng..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qiang flew out, and the huge impact knocked a wall out of the reinforced concrete.
After the dust dispersed, Song Qiang looked at Song Zun with his face covered in blood. Blood spurted out from his mouth. His eyes were full of unwillingness for this world. His lips moved, but in the end he couldn't say anything.
A raised arc was made.
"This is the consequence of disrespecting me, old man. Even if your son is not dead now, he only has half his life left. What about you? Kneel down or not?"
Wang Weihong was very satisfied with the level of attack. It was easy to kill a person, but being half-dead was the biggest shock to others.
"My son..."
Song Zun's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked back at Song Qiang, who was still twitching. He murmured to himself, then closed his eyes, and tears burst out of his eyes and flowed down.
"Peng..."
Suddenly, a burst of true energy shot out from the crowd and hit Song Zun's leg directly. In an instant, Song Zun's leg felt like he had been shot. A ball of blood mist spurted out, followed by a fall.
Fall to the ground.
"Song Lao..."
Several bodyguards of the Song family yelled when they saw this, and turned and ran towards Song Zun, trying to help him up.
"Bang bang..."
Two rays of white light were emitted again, and before the two people could run to Song Zun, they were forcefully knocked into the wall. Their whole bodies were twitching, and their lives and deaths were unclear.
"I let you live so you can live. I let you die so you can die. I made Song Zun kneel down. If any of you dare to help him up, this will be the fate."
Wang Weihong's ferocious smile swept across everyone's faces and shouted loudly.
At this moment, everyone's passion has been forcibly suppressed by the two warriors in front of them. They can't defeat such an opponent. Such an opponent is like a demon, with no chance of winning.
Immediately afterwards, someone began to tremble, and then the steel knife in his hand fell to the ground.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
A man collapsed immediately. In such a desperate environment, it is not easy to be able to hold on until now.
"Very good. Who doesn't want to die? Come forward. I, Wang Weihong, am not an unreasonable person. As long as you take a knife and chop Song Zun on the body, you can leave here. How about"
A fierce look flashed in Wang Weihong's eyes, and he pointed at Song Zun and said.