I killed the film and television world

Chapter 124 Guns and Knives
A fine drizzle was falling.

Song Ren's murderous aura was too strong, which destroyed the morale of the young and dangerous gang led by Changmao to a great extent.

He pursed his dry lips and calmed himself down as quickly as possible.

As a double-flowered red stick in the walled city, Changmao is not new to the world.

What's more, in the current situation, we have a numerical advantage of dozens of people.

Even if a tiger came, he was confident that he could chop it into meat paste!

Changmao felt that he could no longer be so passive.

He took a deep breath, suddenly raised the sword in his hand, and roared with a dark face:
"Damn it! Are you all just waiting to die?"

"If you want to get involved in this, either you make a name for yourself or you end up in trouble!"

"Fuck him, we have dozens of brothers and sisters here! Who would be afraid of him?"

"Tonight is the night to make a name for yourself!"

"Come on, let's kill him!!!"

The vagrants around, braving the misty drizzle, gradually recovered from their fear after being encouraged by the big guy.

Right, you’re afraid of him!
There are dozens of us, and each of us can chop him into meat paste with a knife!

That will be the time to bring honor to the family and stand out!
For a moment, the eyes of the encouraged 49ers turned towards Song Ren with increasing enthusiasm!

They knew that as long as they killed Hua Zairong of Liansheng, that would be the moment for the brothers to come forward!
It is said that those who are greedy for money seek money, and those who are greedy for power seek power.

As a gangster, who doesn't want to stand out?

Under the roar of Changmao, the young and dangerous guys were gradually blinded by passion and fame and fortune.

Everyone's breathing became rapid, and they stared at Song Ren as if he was looking at fat meat on a sticky board.

Song Ren's eyes were also full of sharpness.

He used his left hand to wipe the back of the knife and removed the scarlet blood.

To be a big boss, of course you have to step on a mountain of corpses to get to the top.

Hua Zairong's wish is not difficult to achieve.

……

The next moment, Song Ren leaped like a lion and charged straight into the weak group of animals.

The violent and reckless charge knocked over several people in front of him.

Song Ren took a step forward, then slashed with his sword!

The scoundrel who had just been full of enthusiasm immediately covered his face which was torn apart by the blows.

Screams of fear and pain echoed through the drizzling night rain.

At the same time, Song Ren twisted his body to avoid the two flashes of sword light on the left, but there were too many people, and a sword with a tricky angle on the right rear had already hit the blind spot in his field of vision.

The sharp blade chopped on Song Ren's back, and the clothes on his back were cut, revealing a trace of black words branded on his spine.

The ecstasy that had just appeared on the gangster's face froze in an instant.

The sword only cut through the thin clothing, but the blade pressed against the back, as if it was cutting on iron sheet.

Song Renhuo looked back, and the wrist holding the knife went around the opponent's right arm, and the straight right-angled tip of the knife suddenly plunged into his chest.

The force broke his heart and the tip of the knife pierced his vest.

The expression on that person's face froze completely, and his pupils dimmed rapidly.

Song Ren's eyes turned, and he turned sideways and dropped his knife, dodging several slashing knife lights. His waist and back were almost twisted into a knot, and he kicked a gangster who was rushing towards him in the side with a powerful kick.

The force is so strong that it feels like a chop!
click!
The gangster's side abdomen caved in sharply, his lumbar vertebrae broke instantly, and he flew backwards in a horizontal V shape, knocking over six or seven people in succession!
Song Ren continued to attack. As soon as his toes touched the ground, he used his bow and horse as a bridge and came up close!

Baji·Tieshankao!
Several people were knocked to the ground one after another. The force was so great that the person who was knocked away was bleeding.

far away
The society drivers who followed the arrangements and stayed on the buses and vans were all staring in amazement.

This is not killing people!
This is clearly a naked harvest!

In just a dozen seconds, a large number of gangsters armed with weapons fell down in groups as Song Ren crashed into the crowd, like fried fish!
There were even quite a few people who were kicked and fell more than ten meters away, knocking over the railings on the road!

At this moment, Song Ren's sturdiness was beyond imagination. When the group led by Changmao became fewer and fewer, and only seven or eight people were left standing, this group of gangsters who were proud of their scars and made killing people their profession were all trembling with fear!
Bang!
At this moment, a sudden gunshot completely tore apart the hazy rain curtain.

Song Ren belatedly sensed a sense of crisis, but it was still a little late for him to dodge.

A string of blood beads were scratched on the side of his face!
A burning pain burned on his face, and scarlet blood oozed out of the wound and dripped onto the corners of his lips.

Song Ren wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, feeling a little bitter.

Then, his dim eyes looked through the other people in front of him and looked at the long-haired man holding a revolver.

Changmao was breathing heavily, his expression tense, and his knuckles turned white from gripping the revolver.

I witnessed with my own eyes that Song Ren, like a monster, chopped down dozens of his own armed gang members with ease and efficiency.

Each of those moves could almost take a life, or at the very least, cripple a person.

This scene where a single person is like a bulldozer and can easily knock down groups of gangsters!

The visual impact was so great that it made him doubt his own eyes.

Fortunately, because of his injuries, he had made some extra preparations, otherwise he would have died on Temple Street tonight.

Changmao was already feeling panicked and confused, but also a little excited.

When the sword chopped at Song Ren's body before, but it only cut open the clothes on his back, Changmao almost popped his eyes out of his sockets.

But when the bullet cut Song Ren's cheek and the warm, bright blood flowed out, Changmao's heart finally settled down.

The other party is a human!

His face was now completely ferocious, the hand holding the gun was trembling slightly, veins on his forehead were bulging, and he roared loudly: "Hua Zai Rong!"

Song Ren lowered his eyelids slightly, looking directly at the other person from several people away, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

In community struggles, using firearms is absolutely despised.

If it happened secretly, it would be easier to say.

But if you use guns in such an open manner, no one will obey you anymore.

However, Changmao was also forced into a corner.

Song Ren's performance was truly horrifying.

Killing people is like cutting grass, beating people is like hanging a painting!
Changmao was completely frightened by this scene.

Even if he could get through this, he would lose his courage in the future.

Song Ren could understand it.

After all, Changmao has no future...

Bang!
The second gunshot!
The metal bullet jumped out of the muzzle, and the faint smoke was instantly dissipated in the rain.

The bullet penetrated the falling raindrops at high speed, creating a long water-colored ripple!

Song Ren's eyes were exceptionally sharp and his attention was highly focused.

As he dodged suddenly, the sword in his hand flew out!
The narrow and clear blade broke through the rain curtain and completely cut off the drizzle in the air.

In an extremely slow moment, the blade and the bullet passed each other in the rain!

The speed of the bullet is undoubtedly faster!

Fortunately, Changmao’s marksmanship was average, and the fact that he was able to hit Song Ren with the last shot was largely due to luck.

The same is true for this shot!
After Song Ren dodged, he realized that even though he was standing still, the bullet was most likely just tracing his path.

On the contrary, the knife that he suddenly swung away was very accurate. The sharp tip of the knife pierced through the drizzle on Temple Street and went straight into Changmao's eyebrows, penetrating three inches into the bone!

Blood flowed out from the blade that pierced his forehead.

Changmao's ferocious face froze completely, and the madness in his eyes began to shatter bit by bit.

Changmao fell straight back!
The blood-stained knife was inserted into the center of his forehead, and the entire tip of the knife was embedded in his brow bone!
His eyes were still staring fiercely, but he was already cold.

The remaining gangsters in the field felt cold and trembling all over when they saw this.

In a daze, they all threw away the knives in their hands, turned around and ran away without looking back!

(End of this chapter)