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Huo Ziqiang's horse is not short of ruthless people, but seeing the number of the other side is twice his own, and this posture is too professional, too scary, one by one legs began to tremble.

"Brothers, rush for me, kill them, kill them!" Huo Ziqiang knew that he was in a difficult position, so he had to fight to death.

The two forces are like two floods rushing together, surging, and the sound of Ping Ping weapons hitting each other is constantly fluctuating.

At the same time, screams followed, blood mixed with sweat. Most of these horses just went on this road with a cavity of blood, without any training.

They were not only hardened in the army, but also experienced the second round of training by Wang Jianye and Li pojun. They were like a steel knife, inserted into the heart of the enemy. Apart from the initial stubborn resistance, the enemy gradually lost the initiative and resistance.

Huo Ziqiang is like seeing a ghost. He has never seen anyone in the underground world have such a strong fighting capacity, and there are still so many people. This is not a fight, this is purely a unilateral massacre.

Of course, these security guards are very tactful. They only hurt their muscles and bones, not their lives. But such a blow is undoubtedly very shocking.

Huo Ziqiang scared back and forth, he was really scared out of courage, quickly dialed a number with his mobile phone.

"Song Shao, there's something wrong."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Song Zhi looks at the silver moonlight outside the landing window. Since he returned to Jiangnan, he has become silent and lonely.

In the past, he was accompanied by Uncle fan everywhere he went. Now, he has only one person. But he felt that he enjoyed the loneliness, as if it could give him infinite courage.

He looked up at the moonlight, with a few smiles on his face, but in the moonlight, the smile was very cold, even a kind of gloomy feeling.

"Ning fan, after tonight, you will disappear from the world. My father and elder brother are both of the same mind. They want to go the white road, but that road seems powerless at some times. Especially now that the smiling Buddha is missing, the Song family does not have the support of force and will fall in the future. "

"Now, I'm on good terms with Dao Sheng and Yihe faction. In the future, when I take charge of the Song family, my influence will be prosperous, surpassing the other three aristocratic families, or annexing them directly."

When Song Zhi heard Huo Ziqiang's voice, he frowned and asked coldly, "what's the matter? Aren't you the two masters? What else can the other side do? "

In his impression, the sword devil and Musashi are the same as the smiling face Buddha. He doesn't believe that ningfan can escape by a narrow escape.

Huo Ziqiang panicked to explain: "Song Shao, the two people are dead."

"Dead?" Song Zhi almost jumped up from his wheelchair in surprise. He suppressed his surprise and asked, "how could he die? Is Ning fan that powerful? "

"Yes, the other side's martial arts are too powerful and evil. They fought from the fifth floor to the first floor of Juyi building. In the end, our two masters died in their hands. This is what I saw with my own eyes." Even now, Huo Ziqiang still has a lingering fear.

"Dead? It's impossible. They are all first-class experts. How can Ning fan kill both of them? "

"Song Shao, they also have a woman, who is also a powerful heretic. This is two to two. In the end, our people died."

Song Zhi was shocked, "woman? Is it a sword maniac? "

He didn't know the identity of the sword maniac, because the sword devil didn't tell him the secret, because he didn't think he was qualified to know this level of things.

Song Zhi knew that Jian Chi had left Ning fan before, so he decided that the two masters could get rid of Ning fan.

Today's changes completely beyond his expectations, so that he did not know what to do.

"I don't know who that woman is. Anyway, she is very powerful. The sword devil was killed by him." Huo Ziqiang glanced at Ling Yue through the crowd, then quickly looked away, as if afraid of facing her four eyes.

Song Zhifa was stunned for a while. He knew that since Ning fan had killed these two masters, he would guess who was behind the scenes, because he knew that Ning fan's intelligence would never believe that Huo Ziqiang, a puppet, would have such a powerful master to submit to. That is, there must be a black hand behind him. It doesn't take a moment, It can be found that Song Zhi is the main culprit.

Song Zhi subconsciously heard the unprecedented battle in southern Sichuan. He really understood Ning fan's ability and ruthlessness. If Ning fan knew that he was behind the scenes, he would not let him go.

Song Zhi is afraid of death, otherwise, he will not linger for so long. In order to live, he can do everything.

"Huo Ziqiang, don't you have hundreds of brothers? Run up and chop them into meat sauce. So many people, can't you kill a few of them? " Song Zhi roared hysterically.

Huo Ziqiang looked bitterly at the defeated horseman and said in despair: "Song Shao, my people have been completely surrounded and are about to end. Where else can anyone chop them into meat sauce?"

Song Zhi's mind trembled wildly again, "no, Yin Rou's people are fighting with my people, and they are about to be completely defeated. Where else can anyone attack you?"

Song Zhi united with the Yihe faction and sent a large number of people to attack Yin Rou's territory to contain these forces. He believed that without these backup forces, Ning fan would not be able to fly.

But why is all this so different from what he imagined?

Where did the other party find the people to besiege Huo Ziqiang?

Song Zhi felt more and more confused. He really didn't understand what was going on. But his reaction is not slow, immediately said: "Huo Ziqiang, you resist, I will send someone to meet you immediately, we must catch all these people."

Then he hung up the phone with a slap, his eyes flickering, he didn't call again, but his face was gradually filled with unwilling, and there was a trace of fear.

"No, Huo Ziqiang certainly can't stand it. After he is caught, he will tell me immediately with his character. Ning fan will definitely deal with me nonstop. I have to find a way."

Song Zhixin read a move, immediately cried: "come on."

A man immediately came in, pushed his wheelchair out of the house and disappeared into the night.

The battle is coming to an end. After the initial fierce battle, the battle tends to be one-sided.

Although these horses are holding bright machetes, they are vulnerable to attack in front of these powerful security guards.

Li pojun looked down at the stubborn enemies. With a thick eyebrow, he marched forward and rushed into the regiment.