Kung Fu Soldier King

As soon as Xiao Yan's car arrived at Changhong Road, Dongcheng District, he found a Buick following behind. It was not luxurious, but it had good performance. It was just below the specified line for civil servants' vehicles, so many units chose this kind of car.

Although he didn't know what car Shen Weimin was driving, Xiao Yan wanted to know it was him.

It seems that this guy didn't give up. He really didn't shed tears without seeing the coffin.

Xiao Yan turned the steering wheel, drove Jiang Qianhe's Porsche 911 into the nearby forest park, and deliberately stopped at a remote and quiet road.

Opening the convertible, Xiao Yan jumped out of the car, leaned against the side of the car, picked up his cigar and waited for the Buick.

Buick came soon, but it was followed by two cars, a black Land Rover and a medium bus. Dozens of people were crowded in the car.

Shit, play crowd tactics. Soon a minibus came behind Xiao Yan. When the two ends were blocked, Xiao Yan became a trapped beast.

Shen Weimin jumped out of the car first, just sneered at Xiao Yan, and then walked to Land Rover.

Two people jumped off Land Rover. One was wearing dark sunglasses. He was very tall and thin, with a machete in his hand. The other, with a big beard and a hat, looks like a slovenly artist.

"Er Bao, you can give me this bad breath. What have you done for me?" Shen Weimin pointed to his pig's head and said vaguely to his beard.

His beard pushed Shen Weimin away, looked at Xiao Yan and said to Shen Weimin, "uncle, we'll come even if you don't call today. Just stand by and watch a good play. You'll be satisfied."

Xiao Yan was puzzled by this. He vomited a cigarette ring and asked from a distance, "I said bearded, who are you for, not for this grandson?"

"Red hair, mountain pig? Do you remember?" the tall thin man raised the narrow knife in his hand and pointed to Xiao Yan from a distance.

"Oh, you said those two short-lived ghosts moved my employer and were killed by me." Xiao Yan did things aboveboard and would admit it since he did it.

The beard and the tall and thin man looked at each other. It's really bad these days. I'm afraid the boy won't admit it. Since he admitted it, it's easy to do.

Beard took out a thick backed mountain knife from the car and said to Xiao Yan, "since you admit it, I respect you as a man and let you die plainly. The red hair and mountain pig you killed are the seventh and sixth of the eight King Kong of the tiger gang. I rank second among the eight King Kong. Everyone calls me the second master of treasure..."

Poof

Xiao Yan didn't wait for her beard to finish. He had already sprayed it. He heard Sister Li say that this beard should be called Zhao Erbao. After mixing in the road, he was ugly and changed into bao'er. Later, he made a good fortune. Someone added a master behind him and became bao'er.

Being laughed at by Xiao Yan, Bao Er thought it was an insult, a naked insult.

But when he was about to rush up, he was held by a tall and thin man, because he had not introduced himself.

"I'm quick knife Liu, the fifth of the eight King Kong platoons. Boy, you have seed. Let's row a way today!" quick knife Liu casually took a knife flower, and the leaves near his knife fell down, all cut to the size of a fingernail.

Xiao Yan looked at Liu's sword a little more. This man's sword technique is a bit like Liuhe sect, but he is not afraid. Anyway, today is a dead battle. Just kill it.

After glancing around, Xiao Yan went to the roadside, kicked off a copper road lamp pole, cut off the top and took it in his hand. It can be called a cooked copper eyebrow staff. The guy took advantage of it, and Xiao Yan was quite satisfied.

Bao Er and Kuaidao Liu looked at each other. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan was not ready to run. He was ready to fight. How dare you dare not show timidity in front of No. 70 or 80 people?

"Xiao Jiuye, did you kill the Wolf Gang and the two generals of the tiger gang..." Bao Er is used to saying a few words before starting. This is the rule of the road.

The mafia has a long history, but the old rules are endless. For example, today, the tigers didn't take a gun. It's not that they didn't, nor was it that they were aboveboard. But once the gun is fired, the problem becomes serious.

The local gangs have a vague relationship with the authorities. They are tracked down with a gun. The local authorities are not easy to maintain and are involved. Therefore, there is a tacit understanding between gangs. Guns are rarely used in fighting.

Like Liao Shan kicking five, holding standard weapons to spray everywhere. When you meet rich people, you tie them up. It's called a bandit. Such people are all on the police wanted list. They don't commit crimes at a fixed place at all. If they are caught, they will end up eating peanuts.

As for the wild wolf Gang, it was the only time to use it against Xiao Yan, and it was completely destroyed. Even if there are more than one party, the police will clean it up completely because of the gun.

Sometimes, once a gun is fired, an ordinary underworld vendetta will lead to an anti underworld action.

The tiger gang has a long history in Jinling, so they still attack Xiao Yan with a single knife. However, Bao Er's nonsense is a little more, and Liu can't wait.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Cut him to death!" with a wave of his hand, Liu quickly shouted and killed him.

Xiao Yan yawned early, and his right foot gently touched the bottom of the street lamp post. The street lamp post flew up and patted the man in front. With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yan swept out the street lamp pole in front of him.

The one in front was swept out by Xiao Yan, stacked one by one, and then plunged into the gutter on the side of the road.

Xiao Yanshi was strong and heavy, and the street lamp post was very heavy. The strength of the shot was hundreds of kilograms. However, those who first came into contact with the street lamp post were all broken ribs and spitting blood at their mouth.

But the people in the back rushed up one after another, and the machetes and steel pipes greeted Xiao Yan one after another.

This is an appearance. It's wide and very suitable for Xiao Yan.

His moves are plain, fast, accurate and ruthless. Every time he waves them out, he is sad.

Although there are many tiger gangs around, they can't get close to Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan has practiced martial arts for many years. His internal strength has long been pure. His strength is continuous. The more he plays, the more he gets angry.

Until

Until Liu Congzhong leaped over the top of his head and used the fast knife to draw a line behind Xiao Yan. The knife was fast and sharp. Xiao Yan's back clothes were cut open, and the blood spread instantly, dyeing the whole back red.

Roar

Xiao Yan was angry and sent out a roar from the bottom of his throat. The roar was like that of a wild beast. The people around him suddenly gave a meal together and their hearts trembled.

Turning around and throwing the lamppost, a clever overlord's horse returning gun directly penetrated the shoulder blade of fast knife Liu. He was preparing to attack again, and the knife held high was still in the air.

Xiao Yan suddenly pulled back the lamppost, roared, shook off his strength, split Huashan, and slapped the lamppost on Liu's forehead.

Quick knife Liu's head suddenly opened like ten thousand peach blossoms. Red and yellow things splashed everywhere. Half a pull's head disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Without waiting for the blood in Liu's cavity to spray out, Xiao Yan turned back and swept through Qianqiu, and then slashed forward. Several people who responded slowly were all broken hands and feet, and they flew more than seven or eight meters away.

With the rise of Xiao Yansha, she simply tore off her clothes, carried a road lamp pole, rushed left and right, and killed dozens of fierce tiger Gang thugs.

Hu Baoer, standing in the distance, was shocked. No wonder this man didn't go away after seeing such a big battle, but stayed to fight. He really had this ability.

Bao Er likes to listen to the opera. His favorite is Changshan Zhao Zilong, who killed Cao Jun in and out of Changbanpo. It is said that Zhao Zilong is courageous and incompetent.

Bao Er thought he would never see such a person in his life. Unexpectedly, he saw him today.

Now Xiao Yan has already had the ability to fight out of the siege, but he didn't go out. Every time he killed no one in one direction, he would turn around and kill back in the other direction.

Bao Er's hand trembled and saw Liu's death with his own eyes, which made him want to turn around and run away.

But now he must go up, because Xiao Yan has killed the people of the tiger gang. As long as he looks in one direction, the people in that direction will hurriedly retreat and have been beaten and afraid by Xiao Yan.

If Bao Er doesn't go up now, he's not a qualified big brother and doesn't deserve to take these people. After that, he couldn't lift his head and didn't deserve to be called the eight King Kong.

After biting his teeth, Bao Er roared and rushed to Xiao Yan with a mountain knife.

With bao'er to boost morale, the younger brothers behind him also frantically picked up their knives and killed Xiao Yan.

At this point, Xiao Yan had already killed his red eyes. His blood was boiling. The fire phoenix totem behind him wanted to fly. He was covered with blood, just like the Shura returning from hell.

Xiao Yan shook the bent lamp post, shook off the blood and flesh on it, turned and rushed towards Bao Er without hesitation.

The first to suffer was the two younger brothers who rushed in front of Bao Er. One of them was cut off and broke an arm, and the other was broken by Xiao Yan when he returned to the stick.

Stepping on these two people, Xiao Yan fell from the sky, like a big bird, and suddenly fell in front of Bao Er. The street lamp pole in his hand also cleaved towards Bao Er's head.

Bao Er blocked it with a thick back machete and rolled around on the ground to avoid Xiao Yan's front.

But he misjudged Xiao Yan's strength. The street lamp pole was more important in Xiao Yan's hand. As soon as he touched it, Bao Er's tiger mouth cracked and his machete became two halves.

The remaining potential of the lamp post did not decrease. He took Bao Er's head. Bao Er was caught up as soon as he avoided half. The street lamp pole was next to Bao Er's head. Bao Er's right ear was cut off, and his whole shoulder was hard hit.

It was also blocked by a machete, otherwise the second half of Bao's body would be smashed. Nevertheless, Bao Er's whole arm sank in an instant. It should be that his shoulder blade was broken and will not die in the future.

Bao Er rolled into the roadside bushes with his arms in his arms because of severe pain, which also saved him from death.

The people behind didn't see clearly and continued to rush up. They were cut vertically and horizontally by Xiao Yan, the God of war like fire. In less than a few minutes, they couldn't form an array and were full of Cangyi.

I've never seen Xiao Yan so fiercely.

I've heard of the earthquake field. Today these people have seen it thoroughly. A person, a lamppost, can kill dozens and hundreds of people.