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Before he finished speaking, he jumped out first, and rushed towards the Tang Sect gang like an arrow.

The ten handsome soldiers clung to Brother Hai, without saying a word, but they stabbed at the Tang Sect gang like sharp swords, "Kill! ' More than a thousand handsome soldiers followed closely behind, swarming up like a tide.

Faced with this situation, the members of the Tang Sect gang were slightly stunned. The handsome army in their imagination should not be so fierce, and the last time they fought, they were not so aggressive. The feeling of self-superiority made them not take it seriously, so they also screamed.

Not to be outdone, the leader of the Tang Sect stood up in the crowd and shouted loudly: "Brothers, don't embarrass us Tang Sect, go! Hit me hard!"

Although he spoke well, the people didn't move, let alone rushing to the front like Haizi. Haizi himself was born as a general, so he dared to risk his life, but the leader of the Tang Sect didn't have the courage. What should I do if I die?Under the command of the leader, the Tang Sect's gang headed towards the handsome army and killed them.

The two sides are like monstrous waves running in opposite directions, colliding and merging in the wide open space.

The moment before the two sides came into contact, Haizi also increased his speed to the extreme, and at the same time raised the edge of the knife, and slashed at the Tangmen disciple who was rushing forward with the knife. There were two "ding dong", and the Tangmen disciple's machete broke into pieces. Two cuts, he didn't even have time to be startled, the remaining momentum of the black iron machete had already landed on his head.

Blood splattered, life was extinguished!At the same time, the knives of ten handsome dead soldiers also pierced into the chests of the Tangmen disciples who were rushing in, and then they turned around briefly, pouring all their strength into the black iron knives, and took advantage of the opportunity to kill the Tangmen gang. Leading people to fall to the ground, it is still a knife cut to death!The morale of the Shuaijun brothers is even more boosted. Although everyone knows that the black iron machete is extremely sharp, most of them are seeing its power for the first time. , viciously hit the oncoming Tangmen disciple head on.

The sound of "Ding Dang" and "Ding Dang" kept ringing, and the screams of Tangmen disciples kept coming out. Brother Shuaijun had never fought so easily. As long as he slashed hard at the enemy, most of the Tangmen gang members would be taken with their knives. The person hit the door, and then flew out with blood on his face.

The leader of the Tang Sect was a little dazed again: Could it be that the enemies are all dragon-slaying knives?Before he could think too much, the Shuaijun brothers had already swarmed over like a tide. The superiority of weapons and numbers made the members of the Tang Sect gang feel timid. They could no longer maintain the mentality of being 'invulnerable' or 'the world is the only one'. , After resisting a few times, they retreated backwards. If the leader hadn't yelled to hold back, they would have all run away.

Haizi didn't stop either. He flicked his wrist and slashed and killed the surrounding Tang Sect personnel. Countless streams of blood spewed out from time to time on both sides of him, accompanied by heart-piercing shouts. The dead man doesn't have any tricks, chopping, stabbing, and picking are all simple and deadly.

After the gangs in the front were cut down by the handsome army, the people in the rear were scared out of their wits and didn't dare to go forward. Soon, the defeat of the Tang Sect was a foregone conclusion. It seemed that it was difficult for the Tang Sect to The disciple accepted why Hang Suning's brother was beaten easily, but he himself was beaten all over the place.

The leader of the Tang Sect finally couldn't take it anymore and shouted: "Retreat!"

These two words immediately caused the Tangmen disciples who had no fighting spirit to flee backwards. Haizi stopped, lit a cigarette and flicked it lightly, and the Shuaijun brothers followed and chased them. There are bloodstains, and stumps and arms that have been cut off alive can be seen everywhere.

Such a bloody scene will make the outsiders feel frightened and frightened, and it will also make the insiders become crazy and irrational. Slash and stab until the opponent is covered in blood and falls to the ground without moving.

Fighting has turned into massacre.

This is the struggle between the underworld, naked killing, and human life seems worthless at this time.

The reason why the leader of the Tang Sect didn't lead the gang to retreat to the stronghold was because he knew that if he retreated, he would surely die. After all, he had heard of catching a turtle in a urn, and the only way to survive was to flee to other places and seek refuge at the entrance of the Tang Sect in the nearest city, so He led the gang and picked a wide road and ran with his head down.

After running a few hundred meters, a few dazzling headlights shot over. The leader of the Tangmen stopped and looked. There were more than a dozen vans parked in front of them. There were at least a few hundred handsome military brothers in front of and behind them. There was a slight thud, the soldiers who were running away had no courage, so they slowly backed up a few steps and turned around and ran back.

Brother Shuaijun didn't pursue, and slowly pushed forward to press nearly a thousand enemies.

After being beaten to the extreme and being intercepted and chased by the gang, Guiwailanghou retreated to the stronghold.

The stronghold is an inconspicuous residential building, a seven-story old-fashioned folk house.

The iron gate at the entrance was quickly locked and blocked, and dozens of Tangmen disciples were on guard.

Brother Shuaijun impulsively stopped the attack at the door, Haizi glanced at the residential buildings, smoked half of the cigarette dully and said: "Check the casualties, then send the wounded to the hospital, carry the dead back to the entrance, and leave five hundred Brothers, just follow me to besiege the Tang Sect stronghold, and the rest of the people will clean up the scene and go back to rest."

Brother Shuai Jun hurriedly took orders and left.

Haizi stretched his waist, felt hungry, waved to a dozen brothers, and said lightly: "The night is long, we can't be idle, let the brothers camp on the spot, and you can buy dozens of lambs. , Deli and instant noodles also pull a few cars, let's get a roast whole lamb to reward the brothers."

The brothers all laughed, and responded loudly: "Yes!"

Then, a very strange phenomenon appeared. Dozens of tents surrounded the lonely residential buildings, and there were campfires between each tent. Mixed with the joy of the Shuaijun brothers, it looks unique in the quiet night.

At this time, there were still more than [-] Tangmen disciples in the residential building, but no one dared to rush out for a decisive battle. They were relieved to see the handsome army stop to rest, and the leader of the Tangmen quickly called the headquarters Calling for help, it is natural that more than a thousand Tang Sect disciples were besieged and killed by more than [-] handsome troops, and they still managed to keep their stronghold through a bloody battle.

After putting down the phone, the Tang Sect leader smelled the smell of meat, and couldn't stop asking: "What is so delicious? Who is grilling something?" The Tang Sect disciple next to him opened the gap in the window and replied with a wry smile: "The commander-in-chief is here. Can the barbecued mutton downstairs not be full of aroma?" The leader of Tangmen swallowed his saliva and felt hungry, so he asked: "What else do we have to eat? Tell the brothers to have a big meal too, big brother We will send people over to rescue soon, when the time comes, we should work together inside and outside to kill Shuai Jun to the last, and use their meat to barbecue to relieve hatred."

The disciple of the Tang Sect nodded lightly, but his frustration did not go away. It would be difficult to be happy if anyone's spirit and will were hit. Besieged alone in a residential building, I feel really desolate.

At this moment, a disciple of the Tang Sect ran in and said in a panic, "Boss, it's bad, Shuai Jun cut off our water supply."

As soon as the voice fell, the entire residential building suddenly went dark, and the disciples of the Tang Sect panicked. After groping for a while, they realized that the Shuaijun had cut off the electricity.

Unable to bear it, the leader of the Tang Sect asked the gang members to take advantage of the darkness and the few handsome soldiers to break out. Dozens of Tang Sect gang members broke through the iron gate to attract the attention of the handsome soldiers, and the rest of them used ropes to escape from high altitude. The idea is very good. But the reality is cruel. As soon as the hands of Tangmen's gang touched the iron gate, they screamed and fell backwards.

The iron gate was connected to high voltage electricity.

The gang members who escaped from behind were not much better. Before their feet landed on the ground, they felt a sharp pain. Looking down at the faint light of the bonfire, they realized that they had guessed the iron nails, and then found Black iron nails were sprinkled all over the surroundings, and Brother Shuai Jun's machete struck again before he retreated.

Not only was the breakout unsuccessful, but more than 50 members of the Tang Sect gang were lost.