Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Well." Gong Feixue nodded gently, snuggling in Wang Fan's arms, the two turned away.

The elders whose shadows were pulled down in the moonlight, Gong Feixue's eyes appeared a sad, lonely unspeakable.

In isolation, she only left Wang Fan.

The two went to a five-star hotel and opened the presidential suite.

The purpose of going to a five-star hotel is simple, because five-star hotels are relatively safe.

Those who can open a five-star hotel have unusual backgrounds, and even if the Northwest Wolf King is crazy, he will be a little scared.

Inside the room, Gong Feixue's expression was low and his mood was low.

Wang Fan would not have that kind of thought, and could only accompany him quietly.

The two drank some wine and quickly fell asleep.

However, this night, Wang Fan was destined not to sleep at ease.

He had just fallen asleep and received Mo Wenrou's call. The words on the phone made him sleepless.

"What's wrong, what happened?" Gong Feixue was also awakened and couldn't help asking when he saw Wang Fan's expression.

"The Northwest Wolf King and Heiye are fighting together, you have a good rest here, don't go out, I will go and see." Wang Fan said to Gong Feixue.

"Then be careful." Gong Feixue finished, pursing her tempting red lips, and at the touch of Wang Fan's forehead, "I wait for you to come back."

"Okay." Wang Fan nodded, did not obey Gong Feixue, put on his clothes, and left the hotel quickly.

Dark night wind is high.

Wearing a black armor, Wolf Yan left the grassland idyll with eight northwestern men and went straight to the Purple Leaf Tea Club.

The eight fierce men all carried sharp daggers in their hands.

Wolf Yan carried a white canvas bag with his homemade explosives in his hand.

The battle tonight is a battle of his honour and a battle of his rise to prominence.

If he is beautiful, he will completely replace Langjiang in the future and become the next generation of Northwest underworld masters that Wolf King focuses on.

Therefore, he did not dare to slack off, and he could only succeed and not fail.

Not only did he have to blow up the Purple Leaf Tea Club, he also had to find a way to kill Heiye to prove his strength.

They parked the car a few kilometers away from Ziye Tea Co., and then got off and ran towards Ziye Tea Co.

Wolfhyan did not know that while they were running towards Ziye Tea House, Heiye had also sent 30 dead men to the grassland idyll.

Ten minutes later, Wolf Yan and his party approached Ziye Tea House.

With a wave of his hand, eight people quickly dispersed, concealed in eight corners outside Ziye Tea House, waiting for the rabbit.

Wolfhyan wore a silk scarf, blocked her face, and swayed towards the Purple Leaf Tea Club.

"Are you?" At the door of Ziye Tea House, the two strong men realized that something was wrong and were about to question.

Wolf Yan has suddenly rushed forward, carrying explosives in his left hand, and suddenly withdrawing the iron rod in his right hand, he blasted out fiercely.

boom!

With a loud noise, a burly man fell to the ground in an instant, bloodshed.

His head has been smashed up, blood and flesh.

Wolf Yan did not pause, but waved his backhand. The iron rod was like thunder and lightning.

The big man did not respond slowly, moved back two steps, escaped the iron rod bombardment, and was about to shout an enemy attack.

However, a short sword was suddenly shot in the sleeve of Langjiang. The short sword broke into the air and plunged into the throat of the big man like lightning.

The big man gurgled in his throat, fell to the ground with a thud, and then no more sound.

"Waste!" Lang Yanfang turned the two, scornfully sneered, and a stick slammed open the door, flashing in directly.

Dozens of fierce men have already been ambushed in the lobby on the first floor of Ziye Tea House, one by one, like a wolf, watching.

Obviously, the Black Lord was also afraid that the Northwest Wolf King would attack at night, and he made preparations in advance.

Dozens of fierce men saw Wolf Yan invading, with a fierce flash in their eyes, they rushed towards the Wolf River frantically, roaring.

Wolf Yan just grinned slightly and grinned.

He collected the iron rod, pulled the bomb out of the bag, and threw it out cruelly.

"Send you a big gift!" He grinned grinningly, and quickly flashed out of the tea house. After running a few ten meters away, he directly pressed the remote control button.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the flames skyrocketed.

The dozens of fierce men were directly blown up, their limbs and arms were flying everywhere, and the blood was flowing. Some of the unlucky ones were directly blown into flesh and blood, and soon disappeared into the fire, leaving no bones.

Screams, roars, scolds, howling, and so on, all kinds of sounds came from Ziye Tea Club, and it was miserable.

Others jumped out from the second and third floors of Ziye Tea House. These people who can come out are all tyrants under the Black Lord, otherwise, it is impossible to react so quickly.

"Kill!" Wolf Yan grinned loudly, shouted a kill word, and lifted the iron rod, taking the lead.

At the same time, eight other people quickly got up, carried a sharp knife in their hands, and killed the nearest enemy.

For a time, murderous sky.

Bump!

With the help of the bomb's repercussions, the wolf Yan nine are like nine gods of war, unstoppable.

One after another, the fierce men fell at their feet, and the blood soon stained their clothes.

Of course, under the crazy counterattacks of the fierce men, they all also won. Only relatively speaking, much better.

Wolf Yan is even more tragic and brave.

The iron bar was waving and the blood was flowing constantly. The iron bar in his hand was like a sickle of death, harvesting the lives of those enemies again and again, terrible.

In just twenty minutes, all the generals who rushed out of the tea club have been wiped out by the army, and there is no one to live. On the wolf side, only one person was hung and two were seriously injured.

But even so, Wolf Yan is not happy. He frowned and couldn't help asking, "Is there no one, have you seen the Black Lord?"

Heiye is the target of Wolf's trip. Heyye is not dead, he is not satisfied.

"No." The seven fierce men shook their heads one after another.

"Withdrawal!" Wolf Yan did not ask much, and ordered decisively, waving to lead everyone to evacuate.

The fighting is so fierce, the police will soon be dispatched, he does not want to repeat the same mistakes as the Langjiang.

At the moment when the fighting ended, the grassland idyll was also subjected to a mad attack by thirty dead people.

These thirty dead men are all carefully trained by the Black Lord. Everyone is completely loyal to the Black Lord and has extraordinary fighting power.

Moreover, since it is a dead man, to put it bluntly means not to be afraid of death and not to die. Compared with ordinary bandits, he has the courage and consciousness to swear to die.

Thirty dead soldiers poured in frantically, and soon they fought against the generals of the Northwest Wolf King.

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen dead soldiers killed eight giants under the wolf king at the cost of their lives.

The battle is very tragic!

"Damn, look for death!" The Northwest Wolf King looked at this scene, also angry, angry.

The madness of the dead has inspired the blood and brutality of the wolf king!

With a grin, the Northwest Wolf King grabbed a door directly, broke it with brute force, and then killed the dead.

In the hands of the northwest wolf king, the heavy door was like a wooden stick, dancing up and down, flying continuously.

In just a few seconds, five deceased were smashed to the door and died miserably.

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