Hong Kong Films: Beginning with Winning the Commander

At the same time, Tian Yangsheng also took out the two pistols hidden in his waist, and without any hesitation, he opened fire on the people around him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were three consecutive gunshots, and three people with guns fell to the ground.

After doing all this, the gun in Tian Yangsheng's hand kept firing, and the fire came out of his muzzle.

Young and Dangerous, who was on the spot, was shot to death before he could react.

It was not until all the bullets of the two pistols were fired that Tian Yangsheng put away the pistols and rushed to the last two people who were still standing.

Putting both hands on the shoulders of the two, they hugged each other's head in their arms, and spun around fiercely.

The pupils of the two men suddenly contracted, and they fell directly to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

After getting all the people here, Tian Yangsheng took out the pistol again, slowly filled the two magazines, and then pulled the bolt and loaded it.

Instead of continuing to shoot, he came to the side of the bar, took out a bottle of light wine, and poured himself a glass.

As if watching the fun, he looked up at Luo Tianhong and Aji with great interest.

At this moment, the two are confronting each other, feeling the power of the other party, they can both perceive that the other party is definitely a strong opponent.

"Your friend has already taken care of the others, why don't you just let him shoot."

Aji's eyes were cold and ruthless, he glanced at the direction of the bar, and said lightly, "If you insist on fighting with me, you may die in my hands, and you will lose more than you gain."

Being able to become Wang Bao's right-hand man, when he was away, managing the club in the Eastern District, Aji was naturally not foolhardy.

Knowing in his heart that the situation at this time was very unfavorable to him, Aji did not choose to start the fight immediately, but resorted to aggressive tactics.

"Don't worry, he won't do that!"

Luo Tianhong shook his head and said in a flat tone, "From the moment we first met, I could tell that you and I are the same kind. For people like us, dying under a gun is the greatest shame."

"But I appreciate you very much, so I decided today that it is worthy of you to let you die under my eight-faced Han sword."

After saying these words, Luo Tianhong kept his mouth shut, the eight-faced Han sword in his hand was raised flat, and he stabbed Aji in front of him.

"Good come!"

Aji's eyes lit up, the dagger in his hand was pulled back, and he quickly bullied him forward, hitting directly on the eight-faced Han sword.

He changed the direction of the stabbed eight-faced Han sword, and the whole person flicked to the side, and he was about to get close again.

Because he knew very well that the dagger in his hand was a short weapon, while the eight-faced Han sword was a long weapon.

Moreover, Luo Tianhong's swordsmanship was far beyond his imagination. If he didn't fight at close range, I was afraid that he would not have any chance of winning.

Only by pulling the distance to the closest can he take advantage of the dagger and turn Luo Tianhong's situation into a disadvantage.

Luo Tianhong, of course, understood this. The eight-sided Han sword in his hand kept waving, drawing out the sword light, making Aji unable to move forward.

After wandering for a while, Aji seized the opportunity, and with a trembling movement of his right wrist, the dagger in his hand slashed directly at Luo Tianhong's face.

Seeing this situation, Luo Tianhong was not afraid, and the eight-faced Han sword in his hand turned around and pierced Aji's heart.

"What a cruel heart!"

Aji knew very well that in this case, he could only step back, not forward.

Because the consequence of continuing any further is that Luo Tianhong will be left with a bone-piercing scar on his face, and he will be stabbed to death by this sword.

Thinking of this, Aji quickly pulled away, put his toes on the ground, and landed on the sofa, dodging the sword dangerously and dangerously.

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A Ji, who failed to succeed, did not choose to temporarily avoid the edge, but moved quickly under his feet at this moment.

Trying to use the shortest time to get close to Luo Tianhong's body to reverse his decline.

This kind of battle between two people seems complicated, but it is actually very simple.

Taking a step back can be said to temporarily avoid the edge, but if you retreat again and again, you will only lose momentum and fall into a disastrous end.

"Sure enough!"

Luo Tianhong's eyes were full of excitement, and the eight-faced Han sword in his hand lifted directly, blocking Aji's path, preventing him from moving forward.

Ah Ji is also considered to be experienced in hundreds of battles, and he has dozens of lives in his hands, so he has long been accustomed to being indifferent to life and death.

In the face of this sword, the whole person did not dodge or evade, but he directly knocked the dagger in his hand on the eight-faced Han sword.

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Then move forward quickly, even if his arm has been scratched, he doesn't care, because his purpose is to get close.

It wasn't until this moment that A Ji's face showed a happy expression, and the dagger in his hand pierced Luo Tianhong's heart.

Such a sudden scene made Tian Yangsheng, who was sitting beside him rest, a little nervous. He took out the pistol on his waist and was ready to give support at any time.

In this case, even if he was complained by Luo Tianhong afterwards, even hostile.

It is impossible for Tian Yangsheng to watch Luo Tianhong die in front of him without saving him.

After all, in his opinion, the so-called revenge is just psychological comfort for self-deception.

Those who can ensure that their own people will not die, so that they can save everything.

The current situation is clear at a glance, with the dagger in his hand, he is already close to Luo Tianhong. Even if he loses temporarily, the victory will eventually belong to Ah Ji.

Just then, the scene changed again.

But before Aji was happy, Luo Tianhong immediately abandoned his sword, stretched his left arm forward, and blocked his fatal blow at the price of his arm being pierced by a dagger.

While Aji's old strength had been released and his new strength had not yet developed, his right leg suddenly burst out and made a bouncing motion.

He directly kicked Aji's jaw and kicked him out.

Then he stretched out his right foot, hooked the eight-faced Han sword back, held it in his hand again, put it in front of him, pointed the tip of the sword at Aji's heart, and said lightly, "You lost this competition."

Chapter 232

"Why did you give up your sword?"

Aji fell to the ground, holding his lower jaw with one hand, and asked inarticulately.

In the fight just now, he could say that he took all the changes into consideration.

Even Luo Tianhong's escape from the fatal blow was actually within the range of his heart.

But he really did not expect that Luo Tianhong, as a good swordsman, also has people who insist on martial arts.

How could at the most critical moment, in order to reverse the trend, directly abandon the sword to counter him?

This is not only inconsistent with Luo Tianhong's attitude, but also subverts his own thinking.

"In this case, isn't it the best choice to abandon the sword?"

Luo Tianhong understood his thoughts, but didn't agree with him, he just asked rhetorically.

"Yes, it is indeed the best choice!"

Regardless of the pain of the jaw fracture, Aji forced a smile and said, "Since ancient times, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. It seems that it is not you, but me, that is at fault."

After saying this, Aji fell to the ground and closed his eyes, it seemed that he must have died.

"I respect you so much!"

Luo Tianhong's eight-faced Han sword still stopped firmly in his heart, and said solemnly: "That's why I decided to give you a decent way to die that won't make you go too painful."

The words fell, and the eight-faced Han sword in Luo Tianhong's hand gently sent forward, directly piercing Aji's heart.

Aji's pupils shrank suddenly, his whole body relaxed, he fell to the ground, and died on the spot.

After all this was done, Luo Tianhong sighed, went to the bar, took out the spirits from it, and poured it on his wound through gritted teeth.

The strong wine was poured on the wound, which doubled his pain, but Luo Tianhong still insisted on gritting his teeth until the bottle of wine was finished.

Then he stopped and smashed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, making a crisp sound, and said with some emotion: "It seems that you can't underestimate other people, Wang Bao really has talents."

"That's right!"

Tian Yangsheng also nodded in agreement, turned his head and said, "The fatal blow just now really surprised me. If you didn't react fast enough, I would have been ready to shoot directly."

Luo Tianhong laboriously tore the shirt he was wearing with one hand, only to see that the entire shirt was soaked with sweat.

Reaching out and throwing it on the ground, Luo Tianhong turned around and said helplessly: "If I hadn't been instructed by Brother Xuan at the time, I'm afraid I really wouldn't have given up my sword at that time."

"At that time, with Aji's skill, even if you shoot at that time, it will not be faster than his hand, and I will still die here."

When he said these words, Luo Tianhong was also full of emotion, although he won, but there was an indescribable melancholy.

Because to a certain extent, Aji and Luo Tianhong are essentially one kind of people.

Just like Ah Ji, he never uses firearms actively at any time, he always relies on a dagger in his hand.

And although Luo Tianhong's belief is not as good as his, he also loves the eight-faced Han sword in his hand very much, and will never use firearms unless absolutely necessary.

To a certain extent, this also belongs to his own persistence as a warrior.

Seeing that Aji died here, and in his own hands, Luo Tianhong didn't feel the slightest joy at all.

"Don't think so much!"

Tian Yangyang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't forget the purpose of our visit this time. If you miss a major event, go and fight Brother Xuan yourself to see if you can survive?"

The relationship between the two has always been good. Seeing him like this now, although Tian Yangsheng doesn't understand it, he also knows that it is time to activate the atmosphere.

Otherwise, let him continue like this, not only will he miss a major event, but it may also cause Luo Tianhong's psychological problems.

"Are you kidding me?"

Hearing this, Luo Tianhong really felt much more relaxed, shook his head and smiled: "From the first time Brother Xuan fought with me, I knew very well that I would never be able to compare to Brother Xuan."

"In fact, don't tell me, even you, a top-level mercenary who grew up in the war, didn't you still lose in the hands of Brother Xuan?"

After saying this, Luo Tianhong didn't wait any longer, and directly greeted the loyal and faithful members who were guarding the door, and began to come in to investigate.

Look for evidence of crimes that stay here and can directly accuse Wang Bao.

This scene also happened on other sites in the entire Eastern District. Three thousand loyal and loyal members swept the Eastern District.

Their only purpose is to complete what Zhong Xuan explained, and then return to the club to receive the reward.