City Marshal

Drive straight in and kill the Quartet!When Photon was about to confront Xu Jingyuan, a strange scream came from outside the door!There was hope in Xu Jingyuan's eyes, he knew what it was, it was the reinforcements he had summoned to escort him, so he bravely pulled out his Tibetan knife and laughed: "My reinforcements are here, my reinforcements are here, today is yours!" It's time to die, brothers, kill me back, kill!"

Dozens of people around him moved, but did not attack.

The corner of Guangzi's mouth raised a look of disdain, and he gently wiped the hidden knife with his fingers. The thick blood stayed on his fingers, and then fell from between his fingers. He stared at Xu Jingyuan's deformed face, and said contemptuously: " Reinforcements? Not to mention a few hundred people, even tens of thousands, I will cut off your head too!"

Photon's eyes were ferocious, bloodthirsty, like a beast.

Xu Jingyuan's heart was shocked, of course he was aware of Guangzi's domineering strength, and he also understood that even though support arrived, in this three-foot place, Guangzi could still take his own head. If he desperately wanted to kill himself, his nostrils slightly Opened, gritted his teeth and said: "What enmity do you have with me?" Guangzi sneered coldly, and hummed lightly: "When you die, you will know!"

Photon's hatred of Tibetan separatists is not groundless. Seven or eight years ago, when he was an ordinary soldier, he participated in peacekeeping in Tibet. Several of his comrades were stabbed dozens of times by Tibetan separatists in a certain conflict. To die with a knife, the ferocity and viciousness kept the seeds of hatred in his heart always present.

The leader of that gang was Xu Jingyuan.

Therefore, when he heard that Chutian wanted him to be responsible for the fight tonight, he of course agreed without hesitation.

Therefore, no matter how many reinforcements the enemy has tonight, he will kill Xu Jingyuan.

So, when he finished the last word, he leaped towards Xu Jingyuan.

Cold light flashed, blood appeared, and hot blood spilled all over the field.

Xu Jingyuan secretly said something was wrong, and roared angrily: "Hold it, hold it up for me!"

Although his voice was loud and clear, the Tibetan separatists were powerless. This was almost a unilateral massacre. Xu Jingyuan's subordinates were already exhausted and had no fighting spirit. How can a mentality of fear resist the Shuaijun brothers who regard death as home.

But the support outside the door never rushed in, because they were blocked by more than a hundred handsome army brothers.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xu Jingyuan retreated slowly. Photon had already set his sights on him, and leaped to kill him. Xu Jingyuan knew how powerful Photon was, so he quickly stepped back and shot two daggers. With a single touch, the two daggers were knocked into the air, and fiercely broke into Xu Jingyuan's sword light.

In an instant, the blade didn't move, and both of them stopped moving.

Photon still stood proudly, with blood dripping from the hidden knife, and then dripping on the ground, the smile on his face was still indifferent.

But Xu Jingyuan slowly fell down holding the Tibetan knife, the blade was still white and unstained with a cold light.

The battle soon came to an end, and the Shuaijun brothers killed the hundreds of enemies until there was no way to go to the sky, and there was no way to go to the ground. He couldn't run away from others, so he threw the machete on the ground, raised his hands, and surrendered on his knees.

Photon ignored their surrender and waved the Tibetan knife lightly.

Brother Shuai Jun held up his machete and slashed at the enemy.

When Photon and the others stepped out of the workshop, there was still an evenly matched fierce battle at the door. Although the enemy supported two to three hundred people, they were a little tired mentally and physically due to the long-distance raid, so it was nothing to face the handsome army with only a hundred people. Cheap.

Photon sneered and pressed the brothers beside him.

Seeing the Shuaijun brothers approaching, the Tibetan separatists were shocked. Although they cheered up to fight, the combat effectiveness of the two sides was not at the same level.

In the first round of contact and fighting, more than [-] Tibetan separatists fell down, but only a few of the Shuaijun brothers were injured.

Brother Shuai Jun saw the enemy in such a miserable state, his confidence was even greater, he yelled and charged again, five or six hundred people mixed up and killed, the swords and swords shadowed, screaming and killing, and the sound of swords colliding with each other made a "dangdang" sound.

The howling of the wounded made people's nerves stretched to the extreme, and blood was flowing everywhere on the ground.

Not long after, more than two hundred gangsters who came late from Shanshan also rushed to the Desi factory building. Seeing them coming, Guangzi turned back and walked into the factory building. When he came out again, he smashed the heads in his hands In front of them: "The handsome army is doing business, and the idlers get out of the way, otherwise they will end up like this!"

It was Xu Jingyuan's head, and his eyes were still staring.

The gangsters were timid when they heard Shuai Jun, but when they saw Xu Jingyuan's head was cut off, they thought to themselves that they might not be able to pay the final payment for protection, so they stopped walking, sneered at Guangzi and shouted misunderstandings, and then They each led their own helpers and left in a hurry.

They were afraid that they would be beheaded if they were too late.

Their retreat, the ferocity of Shuaijun, and the killing of the leader made the Tibetan separatists terrified and completely unwilling to fight. After a few symbolic resistances, they fled in all directions. Without waiting for Guangzi's orders, the Shuaijun brothers took the initiative to pursue them.

They had long remembered that killing them all was the only purpose this time, not to die tonight.

Brother Shuai Jun dragged the guy who surrendered, and Guangzi felt that there was a guy who looked very familiar, so he leaned forward to take a closer look, then kicked the guy over, and laughed loudly: "It's you again, a fake lama!" , not only selling fake products, but also fake identities.”

"It looks like I'm really going to break your neck tonight!"

Because of the lights and bloodstains, the fake lama didn’t recognize Photon at first, but when he heard him say that, he raised his head to look at him, then trembled all over his body, lay down on the ground and cried loudly: “Brother, give me a way out, I will be a good man in the future Yes, I will never take part in **** with my conscience closed..." Before he could speak, his throat was seized by Photon.

The latter stared at him coldly, and said lightly, "You talk too much!"

After finishing speaking, the strength in his hand spit out instantly, and there was a click sound, the fake lama's eyes suddenly protruded, his neck immediately drooped like noodles, and a lot of blood seeped out of his nostrils.

Photon threw his body aside, and waved his fingers lightly: "Kill!"

In an instant, all the Tibetan separatists who surrendered fell in a pool of blood.

Photon's whole body was stained red by the enemy's blood. This battle was not only won with a strong hand, but also with a beautiful victory!He led the Shuaijun brothers to fight side by side, and his ingenious and flexible advance and retreat won high praise!For a time, everyone in the Tibetan underworld knew that Shuai Jun Guangzi was brave and resourceful, and at the same time established Shuai Jun's position in Tibet. Shuai Jun used to be known as the leader of Tibet only because of his name, but this time it was real. certificate.

Three hundred handsome army brothers, swept away four hundred strong men, and repelled two hundred gangsters. It is definitely a great achievement in Tibet, after all, how many people are there in the whole of Tibet?They would never know that this operation was directed by Chu Tian, ​​who was thousands of miles away.

The police also followed the highest instructions and came late, pretending to arrest a few criminals, and then announced the nature of the incident to the outside world. People are photons who beat up fake lamas in the Potala Palace.

The reason for the fight is even more shocking: a murder caused by a fake lama!The long mouths were completely blocked!After the matter was over, Photon found a half-hearted scholar to report to Chu Tian.

This is also Chutian's plan. The play must be complete and can stand the test of others.

But when Chutian received the faxed report, he almost laughed until his stomach cramped: "The spring breeze blows, the war drums beat, who is afraid of our handsome army?"This time we robbed the territory of Chengguan District in Tibet. Although the enemy was numerous and armed with excellent weapons, our handsome army still swept them with millet and rifles. It is an incisive embodiment of our great young marshal's combat policy.

Brother Guang played a real legend on this night, and the young marshal realized his dream of unifying the Tibetan underworld this night. For the organization, this is just a small step in the ordinary way, but for the entire underworld, this is historic. step.

This is like a spring thunder, shaking people's hearts... The following is even more flattery.

Chu Tian smiled lightly while holding the tea, the battle was considered a success.