Let you go undercover, not let you be arrogant enough to be a boss

"boom!"

There was a loud sound of the bar's glass door breaking, startling the guy's brother.

Then, they saw two figures slowly walking in.

One was of average height and walked with a limp.

A tall man with a cold face.

Feng Yuxiu.

Wang Jianjun.

The boy in the bar couldn't help but look behind them.

When they saw that there were really only two people on the other side and no other helpers, they couldn't help but froze.

Are these two people here to clean up the scene? !

How much we look down on them!

"Fuck! Kill them!"

The leader stationed at the bar waved his hand and shouted angrily.

The younger brother who had already copied the guy quickly waved his watermelon knife upon hearing the order and rushed towards Feng Yuxiu and Wang Jianjun.

Under the flickering lights, the bright refracted light of the knife reflected each other, and for a moment there was a splendid beauty.

Unfortunately, this sense of beauty was broken in an instant.

Feng Yuxiu and Wang Jianjun didn't say a word, just looked at each other, and then faced the enemy from left to right.

The three-edged military thorn flew into Wang Jianjun's hand.

The matte non-reflective triangular spurs showed a strange dark red color under the red light.

It seems that this is the bloody testimony of dying under the three-pointed military thorn.

"Shh!"

The three-edged army thorn was swung out as fast as lightning and stabbed a junior in the throat.

When Wang Jianjun's figure passed by him, a terrifying bloody hole suddenly opened in his throat.

Then, a fountain of blood flew into the air.

In less than a second, a life disappeared in the bar where many guests were still drunk an hour ago.

"Keng! Keng! Keng!"

Wang Jianjun's figure kept moving forward, and the three-edged military thorns collided head-on with the sharp watermelon knife, making a crisp steel sound.

Immediately, screams continued to sound.

Wherever he went, there was no enemy.

It is undeniable that the Dongxing gang stationed at the bar are indeed elite street fighters.

But compared with the super master Wang Jianjun, they are as small as ants, and they are very different.

The one-sided bloody killing broke the hearts and souls of the remaining gang members.

On the other hand, Feng Yuxiu's killing was more gentle.

At least, the scene he caused was indeed much more beautiful than the bloody horror of Wang Jianjun.

But this elegant scene disappeared after Feng Yuxiu snatched the two watermelon knives.

The splashing blood dyed everything in the bar like a dark red ocean.

In less than two minutes, thirty to forty cold corpses were already lying in the bar where more than a hundred people were stationed.

The remaining thugs retreated in shock!
"Go up! Go up! Go up! They are not made of iron! As long as they use up their strength! You can hack them to death in a moment! Whoever can hack them to death will be rewarded with a hundred thousand yuan each!"

The leader shouted in panic, almost reaching the point of breaking out.

In his heart, he was more scared than his men.

He knew one thing for sure.

In the end, the only remaining subordinate may have a way to survive, but as a direct descendant of Situ Haonan, he will definitely die!

This is also the law behind the arrogant beheading tactics.

Almost without exception!

While shouting in panic, the leader hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed Situ Haonan's number while pushing the younger brother in front of him out to delay. "What's up?"

When Situ Haonan received the call, he felt a bad premonition and immediately asked in a deep voice.

"Brother Haonan, the arrogant people are here!"

The leader reported anxiously.

"How many people came?"

Situ Haonan's heart skipped a beat and he asked hurriedly.

"two!"

"two?"

Situ Haonan frowned and shouted loudly: "Hold them with all your strength! I'll send someone over right away!"

"Brother Haonan, I'm afraid I can't hold you back. They are not human beings. Our people can't stop them at all."

The leader was already a little incoherent.

Just as he was making a phone call, nearly ten of his men who had been pushed out by force and coercion lay down again and turned into cold corpses.

"We have to delay even if we can't!"

Situ Haonan shouted angrily and quickly hung up the phone. Without enough time to respond to the white-headed man's questioning look, he hurriedly dialed the number of the boss at a nearby place and asked the boss to go immediately for support.

Then, he dialed the number of the leader of the garrison at another site and asked someone to go immediately to rescue the siege.

"Are the arrogant people taking action?"

After Situ Haonan finished the call, the white-headed man asked.

Situ Haonan nodded, with a ferocious smile on his face: "Don't worry, uncle, I have already prepared a perfect plan! As long as the arrogant people dare to come, I will definitely make them come back! Just two people, even if they It’s so awesome, how can it be defeated by hundreds of people? I’ll use the crowd tactics to crush them to death!”

Dozens of one hundred, or even two or three hundred juniors are exchanged for Zhang Xiao and two super masters. This deal is definitely worth every penny!
"You must also take care of other areas, don't take it lightly!"

Pulsatilla warned.

Situ Haonan nodded and said, "I have left some manpower to guard the scene."

As Situ Haonan said, he had long expected that Zhang Xiao would definitely take revenge after defaulting on his debt.

Therefore, he had already made preparations.

Echoing from left to right, intercepting from front to back, forming interlocking lines of fire.

As long as Zhang Xiao dares to send people, his hundreds of men ambushing on both sides will soon be able to block the streets from front to back and left to right!
When the time comes, even if Zhang Arao's men can fly, they will never be able to escape being surrounded by a sea of ​​people tactics!
This time, he wants to avenge his shame and make the arrogant undefeated myth collapse tonight!
After Situ Haonan's call was made, hundreds of burly men holding watermelon knives quickly swarmed out of the two large venues near the bar.

They quickly blocked the street and surged towards the bar.

Hundreds of people blocked the streets.

In the bar.

Wang Jianjun and Feng Yuxiu cut down several of their men. Seeing that no one dared to step forward or step forward, they calmly looked at the time.

"Calculating the time, it should be almost there."

Wang Jianjun glanced at the leader hiding behind the crowd, his cold eyes filled with murderous intent instantly frightened the leader to death.

Feng Yuxiu nodded and said, "Situ Haonan really thinks that this little trick can make us sink into the sand, right?"

Wang Jianjun shrugged and said, "When he receives the news, he will know how ridiculous he is!"

The leader doesn't know why.

But Wang Jianjun and Feng Yuxiu did not take action, which was the best for him.

Near the bar, loud shouts of death could be heard quickly.

As long as reinforcements arrive, the two super masters in front of them will definitely be exhausted to death no matter how capable they are of fighting!
"He seems happy!"

Feng Yuxiu pointed to the leader who had a happy face.

"Then let him completely despair first!"

Wang Jianjun smiled sadly, and raised the bloody three-edged thorn in his hand again.

"Brothers, if you want to survive, you have to hold on for me! Our troops are coming soon! When our troops arrive, they will be dead!"

The leader was horrified and shouted loudly. (End of chapter)