urban evil king

In the upward dozen or so floors, the rest of Longlin's team members walked extremely smoothly, even a little strangely.

Su Fuhua transferred all the personnel arranged in advance to the rooftop, and he gave up these ambushes in order to fight Wang Zheng to the death.

The fight to the death, these four words happened between a strong young man and an old man who had already stepped into the coffin with one foot. For the latter, it seemed even more desolate.

When Wang Zheng and a few comrades arrived downstairs on the rooftop, Yang Ming was already waiting there.

Everyone seems to know that this final showdown is about to happen.

"This old boy withdrew all the ambushes, it seems that he is going to fight us on the rooftop." Yang Ming said with a sneer, it seems that the word "fear" has never been in his dictionary.

Wang Zheng stood still, looked at the last flight of stairs, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

Countless images flashed before his eyes.

Wang Zheng saw the flames of war suddenly rising from the blue sky and clear water of the Golden Triangle, filling the entire battlefield with bloody tragedy;

He saw one comrade after another being shot and fell beside him, never standing up again;

He saw Lao Sheng fell in front of him, his chest was bloody and bloody from the bullets;

He saw Li Yiran being pushed into the cold mortuary, those eyes that could no longer be opened...

In this battle, too many people have died, and many of them died because of themselves.

It's over, it's finally time to end.

Wang Zheng clenched his fists tightly, closed his eyes, and kept taking deep breaths to adjust his emotions.

Before the final decisive battle, he must abandon all sorrows, forget all the past, let all of these disappear for a short time, and let the firm will to fight fill his mind.

The dog is in a hurry to jump the wall, not to mention that what he has to face is Su Fuhua who is cornered!If you don't have a tough mind and a clear head, you can't compete at the last moment of the battle of wits!

Finally, after a full 5 minutes, Wang Zheng finally opened his eyes.

He looked at his brothers, except for Lao Jin who was still in the ventilation duct and Chen Kang who had lost his legs, all the rest of Longlin's brothers were already here. They had endured too much all these years just like himself. Too much pain that shouldn't be borne.

No, there is also a hadron.

Wang Zheng's eyes swept over their faces, and he saw no hesitation or fear, only perseverance, only perseverance.

"I'm ready, are you ready?" Wang Zheng asked in a deep voice.

"We are all ready." All the dragonscale warriors replied in unison, their voices were not loud, but they showed confidence to move forward bravely.

Today, no one can stop them anymore.

Wang Zheng clenched his fists, there was no need to say another word at this time, everyone's firm eyes were already the best answer.

When Wang Zheng stepped over the gate of the rooftop with one foot, he felt a threatening cold light burst towards him.

That was Su Fuhua's eyes.

Long time no see, this old man seems to be much older than before, and it is really not an exaggeration to describe him as dying.What happened to the Su family broke the old man's heart. Not only would he not be able to enjoy his old age peacefully, but he would also be forced to such a dead end.

Of course, all of this is his own fault, no wonder others.

After standing still, each of Longlin's fighters looked at their big enemy and did not show any killing intent, because their killing intent had already been restrained and deeply rooted in their hearts.

No one can break their faith, no one can weaken their strength.

Looking at the dragonscale warriors standing in a row, Su Fuhua actually smiled.

He stretched out his skinny fingers and counted the Dragonscale players one by one.

"One, two, three..." After counting, Su Fuhua began to laugh out loud, his laughter was arrogant and hysterical.

"These are the only ones left of you? Where did that mighty Dragon Scale Troop go? Did I kill them all? Hahaha!" Su Fuhua laughed until tears came out!

Wang Zheng said in a deep voice: "Su Fuhua, I must correct you. The Dragon Scale Troop is a powerful weapon of the country, protecting the country and the people. It has never been invincible, never. We have all the things you took away today. Take them back one by one."

When he uttered these words, Wang Zheng couldn't help but feel sad. Even though he would win today, so many fresh lives before would never come back.

Wang Zheng is a man of flesh and blood, even though he had spent several minutes before getting himself into the best fighting state, he is still powerless now, that emotion is too turbulent, even after several years, the pain is still clear .

Su Fuhua sneered, with a strong sense of sarcasm in his tone, and said: "It's just you? Look at how many people you have and how many people I have here? I'm afraid it's more than ten times your number! Even if everyone opens One shot, and you will be beaten into sieves too!"

"Break into a sieve?" Wang Zheng glanced over the men with guns on guard behind Su Fuhua, and then shook his head: "On the battlefield, numbers will never be the decisive factor, just like me alone, You can still push your Lixin Manor to where it is now."

Wang Zheng's words undoubtedly stimulated Su Fuhua. The ruin of Lixin Manor was the one thing that made him feel angry the most, especially when it was finally raided by the army and police, which touched the bottom line of his patience.

This is something he has spent his whole life building, and it is so dilapidated that it cannot be redeemed!And this was almost done by Wang Zheng alone!

"If you don't believe it, the few of us together can definitely wipe out your group." Wang Zheng threw away the assault rifle in his hand, and drew two submachine guns from his waist!He stared straight ahead, and the killing intent in his body was slowly rising!

"is it?"

Su Fuhua sneered again, his eyes swept over the faces of Longlin and his group, then he kicked Qiangzi who was still curled up on the ground, and said, "Look, who is he?"

The two men stepped forward and kicked Qiangzi over, revealing a bloody face.

Due to too much blood stains, Qiangzi's face was almost unrecognizable, but he and Longlin had been together for so many years, everyone still recognized him at the first sight!

After all, back then he was the patron saint of dragonscale warriors. With a single sniper rifle, he could kill most of the enemies from a long distance, and easily wiped out all the sniper positions arranged by the enemy!

He is the second master of Longlin, and even their brother!

"Hadron!"

When he saw Qiangzi, Wang Zheng almost couldn't help rushing forward, but the sudden rush of reason made him stop.

"Qiangzi, you have killed so many of us! I'll fucking kill you!"

Yang Ming raised his assault rifle angrily, and the trigger was completely depressed!

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