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Ye Feng, who was at the front, took a running start and flew up, knocking a Dongxing brother away with his knee.

He stabbed another man's abdomen with the dog-leg knife in his hand, blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground screaming.

Then he kicked another man over, breaking his arm, and kicked another brother in the chest with a side kick, and he instantly fell to the ground and couldn't get up. The whole process was extremely fast!

Ye Feng's movements were chic and domineering.

Wherever he went, there was a wailing.

In just a blink of an eye, four or five people fell at Ye Feng's feet.

"Kill!"

Ye Feng's side was full of arrogance.

It is said that the courage of the general is the courage of the soldiers. With Ye Feng leading the charge, the brothers below were even more fearless.

On the other hand, everyone on the Dongxing side was scared silly!

Sha Meng was even more like a big brother, standing at the back and observing coldly.

When he realized something was wrong and realized it, the troops of both sides were already crowded together, and he couldn't even charge.

His close rangers Qizai, Wuchang, and Wuduan also looked at the battlefield anxiously.

There was no traditional soldier-to-soldier, general-to-general battle.

Ye Feng and others were like sharp knives, piercing the opponent's defense line fiercely, and then madly harvesting the enemy.

Many Dongxing people were injured and fell to the ground under this attack.

Following Ye Feng, it was not the Greyhound who was good at fighting.

Instead, it was Chili and Laohuo.

Chili was as brave as a man, and the dog-leg knife in her hand was like the sickle of the god of death, and a single cut would kill a corpse.

Her knife was extremely fast, and every cut accurately cut the opponent's throat.

Or she would go straight to the opponent's chest. Chili also knew her shortcomings.

If she was not strong enough and not as strong as a man, she would use methods that suited her to make up for these shortcomings.

As for Ye Feng's younger brother, seeing that his sister-in-law, a woman, was so fierce and so hardworking.

Their male chauvinism was also at work, and they charged forward without regard for their lives.

No one wanted to go back and be ridiculed, even if the woman was their sister-in-law.

Lao Huo held a Tang Dao in his hand, and he used it to his fullest. He swept through the battle circle, and a circle of Dongxing brothers were injured and fell to the ground.

As an experienced person, Lao Huo kept provoking Ye Feng's men.

"Even you rookies are not as good as an old guy like me. I think it is necessary to ask the boss to change a group of people when I go back!"

"You are too weak!"

"Come, let the uncle teach you how to play with the knife!"

Lao Huo fought crazily in the battle circle alone.

"Hey! This is called playing with the knife!"

Lao Huo performed a string of candied haws from time to time.

The younger brothers who were madly ridiculed by Lao Huo wanted to prove themselves one by one as if they were injected with chicken blood.

The speed was a few points faster than usual, and they rushed forward crazily.

Unconsciously, he collided with the younger brother of Dongxing, and they chopped each other.

The competition was about who was more ruthless, Lao Chen hid in the team behind Lao Huo.

The scumbag let him play clearly, while others were fighting with knives.

Lao Chen drew his knife, put it away and retreated, all in one go.

By analogy, Lao Chen also knocked down seven or eight younger brothers of Dongxing.

It was not the same on Greyhound's side!

Except Gao Jin, he always regarded himself as Ye Feng's right hand in his heart.

Now let alone the right hand, judging from the position, he was the one who was just hanging around.

He roared to the younger brother beside him: "Whoever drags me down, I'll break his fucking legs."

Looking at the younger brother of Dongxing coming towards him, he blocked the opponent's iron rod with a knife, and Greyhound rushed forward with his head, and hit it with a powerful headbutt, and there was a sound of bone fracture.

The younger brother of Dongxing covered his forehead, and his nose was bleeding.

Now Greyhound's mind is full of "I want to rush to the front". If Gao Jin is not around, I will be Brother Feng's strongest sharp knife.

It seems to have become his obsession. Even if he hurts 1,000 enemies and loses 800 of his own, he will move forward.

He seems to have become a different person, perfectly interpreting what a killing machine is!

Those thugs in Dongxing, who are usually famous for their ferocity in Hong Kong Island, are as fragile as chickens and ducks at this moment. They are all killed in one move.

Locust knows his talent. If it weren't for Ye Feng's appreciation.

He would never have gotten to this point, working tirelessly.

Leading the team to clean up the trash.

Fenghua still has injuries on his body, so he can't go faster even if he is fast.

The younger brothers brought by Ling Chengfeng are all gatekeepers in garment factories and electronics factories.

Many people have never seen blood, and he was also injured, so he fell to the last in an instant.

Ling Chengfeng chopped down one person and looked at the position.

"Fuck, I'm the last one?"

He turned around and jumped on the motorcycle, looking at Feng Hua who was in a similar situation as him and said: "Get on!"

The two of them showed off their skills at that time. Because Ling Chengfeng advocates extreme sports, he is also good at driving a motorcycle.

Feng Hua stood beside LingBehind Chengfeng, the machete in his hand was waving violently, and almost all the Dongxing brothers who were within three meters of him and the two of them fell to the ground.

In one encounter, hundreds of Dongxing brothers were lying on the ground. The people in the front row had lost their previous confidence, and many of them were too nervous to swing their knives.

When he looked at Ye Feng and others, he was full of shock and fear.

This is simply a group of monsters!

Shameng pulled out a machete from the car and roared: "A bunch of trash, get out of my way!"

While speaking, Shameng walked towards Ye Feng with the machete.

"Dufeng, aren't you here to cause trouble for me? What's the point of touching my brothers? Come and fight me!"

Ye Feng looked at Shameng coming over, his face sank: "I wish for you, I'm waiting for you!"

It is normal to make harsh words on the battlefield, but Shameng and Ye Feng are not stupid.

No one dares to leave the battle circle rashly and face the siege.

Lao Huo saw it clearly, and he was the one who understood it best.

With a swing of the Tang Dao, he cut out a vacuum zone and roared: "Little bastards, did you hear the other side's commander's challenge? Come on, follow me to send the commander of our Poison Bee Corps over!"

"Roar... Roar..."

Chi Lajiao took a deep breath and wiped his wet hair with his left hand.

"We'll go too, send Brother Feng over!"

"Yes, send Brother Feng!"

"Brother Poison Bee, charge!"

All the brothers under Ye Feng shouted.

Each brother was very enthusiastic, especially Chili's gang.

With the younger brother opening the way, Ye Feng and Sandhopper were getting closer and closer.

"How can you send Brother Feng without my Greyhound!"

Greyhound and his men also caught up at this time.

With a swing of the short knife to help clear the way, Greyhound, without a weapon, rushed to the place with the most people.

The younger brother behind him was even more so.

In an instant, one led two, one led three.

Ye Feng's one brother led three Dongxing brothers to fall down in an instant.

Greyhound, who got up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Regardless of the scratches on his two arms, he put his hands together in front of his waist and stood in a horse stance.

"Brother Feng, let's go!"

Seeing that there were only a few meters left, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and ran with all his strength.

He kicked Greyhound's hands.

Greyhound also exerted force and threw it upward.

Ye Feng flew more than three meters away, his eyes were firm, and he raised the dog leg knife in his hand high and chopped it down at Shameng.

Facing Ye Feng's "Forced Huashan", Shameng quickly raised the machete to block.

Ding!

The sound of metal collision resounded throughout the street.

Shameng was hit by the huge force and retreated several steps back. The palm of his hand holding the machete broke, and blood flowed down.

"Why is this guy so tough?"

Sha Meng was surprised.

Ye Feng, who landed on the ground, did not give Sha Meng a chance to think. He rushed over again, shaking his wrist and flying his dog-leg knife.

Bang, bang, bang!

Each knife chopped at Sha Meng's head, chest, or abdomen.

"Fuck you, what do you want to do!"

Sha Meng understood that the other party wanted to kill him as well.

No matter how ugly it was, he rolled over to avoid the attack.

But Ye Feng ignored him and continued to attack.

His goal was very clear, to kill Sha Meng first, and as for the rest, he didn't care.

Many Dongxing brothers wanted to besiege Ye Feng, just in case they were the chosen one.

If they picked up the "head", they would be promoted to a higher position, but unfortunately the group of people under Ye Feng didn't give them this opportunity.

If they dared to turn back to support, they would be killed with a knife.

Who gave you the courage to care about your head but not your butt?

As a result, the group of brothers from Dongxing could only concentrate on facing the frontal attack.

Qizi, five long and five short are different.

Including the sandhopper, they surrounded Ye Feng from four directions.

Qizi was overjoyed to see Ye Feng alone, after all, it was he who caused the trouble today.

"Poison bee, what are you so crazy about? Do you think we are so easy to step on?"

"Boom boom boom..."

"I caught up!"

"Mad man, you mad man, stop the car!"

Ling Chengfeng rode a motorcycle and crashed out of the stalemate crowd.

Fenghua was stabbed several times and kept cursing.

Ling Chengfeng, who was chopped, didn't even look at the wounds on his body.

He turned over and got off the car, twisted the throttle, and let go.

The motorcycle crashed into the wall.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Ling Chengfeng's motorcycle hit a wall and crashed into it, leaving a big hole on the wall, filled with smoke and dust.

Just when Qizi, Wuchang and Wuduan were puzzled.

Ling Chengfeng walked to the broken motorcycle.

He kicked the handlebars, and with a click, the handlebars came off.

Bending down to pick it up, Ling Chengfeng held the handlebars.

He walked in the opposite direction of Ye Feng.

Fenghua understood, holding a knife andand walked over.

Finally, the two stopped two meters behind Ye Feng.

Ling Cheng swept past several people and cursed: "If you are a small fish, you should be aware of being a small fish, bastard!"