Facing Ye Wudao with a strange temperament under the light, Lin Aocang was not afraid and smiled: "I'm just curious. Such a sniper can't stop you. I actually value you very much."

"It's a pity that I didn't pay enough attention." Ye Wudao walked behind the table and sat down, his body fell into a chair, holding his cheeks with his hands and staring at the pair of gangsters who were once the princelings. If it weren't for them, the princelings wouldn't have had the glory of today, but if it weren't for them, the princelings wouldn't have had the great riots today. All the time bombs were detonated at the same time, and the power could be imagined.

"If I had known, I would have blocked you down with 500 lives and doubled the sniper." Lin Aocang sighed, regretting his mistakes or praising the prince's strength.

"If that happens, you may be seventy-sixth of confidence to stop me, as long as the sniper's level is improved a little." Ye Wudao said frankly. To be honest, he cannot pose a threat at all now. Only with long-range sniper rifles can it be effective. If Lin Aocang had killed him at the beginning for four or five hundred lives, Ye Wudao was confident that he could not die, but he would also be seriously injured. After all, he was not a god, nor the hand of God in the Vatican Church, nor the two men on Atlantis and the Golden Island.

"It's so powerful that I'm jealous." Lin Aocang was very honest. Apart from betrayal, he was indeed a man with no flaws.

"I once reminded you that in the face of absolute power, all conspiracies, stabbing in the back and putting insults. They are all pale jokes. Lin Aocang, you are a good-minded person, why don't you listen?" Ye Wudao shook his head gently and said, "Betrayal, in the Twenty-Four Histories of China, which page does not have the shadow of these two words? No matter how wise and powerful a hero is, he cannot support an empire alone, and cannot create a dynasty alone. Ye Wudao is no exception, so he will be a pity in the face of betrayal, especially the betrayal of the strong, which will make him even more regretful.

Xiao Pojun, Phoenix, Wolf King, and Lin Aocang.

The four kings and four pillars collapsed in an instant. A black empire that had just passed the tightrope and formed a prototype by chance was faced with a hurdle that was called a catastrophe by the outside world.

Is it destruction? Or Nirvana?

Long Yue stood silently behind Ye Wudao. He rubbed the shoulders of the man who gave her name. In the past, the mercenary group of the Dragon Group had to go through this level of battle almost every month. She had long been accustomed to the enemy. Today, she was confident in the enemy and was exchanged for gunshot wounds and scars. As long as this man was willing, she could use the lives of these two traitors to speed up her slaughter of thousands of people today.

"Because I think I am actually very strong, the underworld in the south is mine. Although it may only be today."

Lin Aocang smiled nervously, and the injured beast stared at Ye Wudao like a wounded beast. You can't blame him for being too stupid. If you want to blame, you can only blame Ye Wudao for being unreasonable. Lin Aocang curled his smile bit by bit and restored his calmness. He said: "This game is not fun anymore. You are powerful, just like you have a game plug-in. You will be uninterested when playing. We are boring. You are also boring."

"How many brothers have died for your boring game? Do you know?" Ye Wudao stood up suddenly and stared at Lin Aocang.

"I am defeated, and I will take the blame. I have this enlightenment. In fact, you and I know that as long as the main force in Hong Kong does not suffer major losses, Xiao Pojun led his War Soul Hall to suppress the rebound. No matter how dead the princelings' peripheral forces are, no matter how many betrayals are, you don't care. The reason why you come alone is that you don't want your elite troops to engage in a war of attrition with the Wolf King's Blood Wolf Hall." Lin Aocang sneered. As a loser, he also has his own dignity.

"Tell me, what else do you have to find out? I'll wait." Ye Wudao smiled and sat down again. It was also a wonderful thing to be a rival to a smart person.

Lin Aocang was forced to rebel by him, and both Ye Wudao and Lin Aocang knew this.

One person is unwilling to be on the ground and desperately wants to get to power, and one person wants to clear all the insiders in one go, and the two hit it off, like a pair of directors and actors with the most tacit understanding.

All the keys.

It depends on who has the last trump card.

"Prince, I want to fight with you!" The wolf king said in a deep voice, and a fierce battle broke out.

"war."

Ye Wudao was unexpectedly refreshed. He had not moved his muscles for a long time. Fighting with a master like the Wolf King, who is probably comparable to the Tiger List, can be regarded as a warm-up before the battle with the Dragon Gang.

Long Yue glanced at Lin Aocang with a complicated expression. As long as this man dared to make a little extreme action, she could guarantee that the demon knife in her hand could cut off his head and let his brain wake up after a few seconds. Because her knife was fast enough, practice made perfect, and killing people to the point of numbness, she would naturally pick it up. In Japan, the old man Musashi Gencun, who had just been defeated by Ye Yin's insincere, was known as the God of War. She, who had slaughtered nearly 300 Kanja Ninjas alone, was called Yamatsu Orochi!

The princelings advocate strength. The first thing every member must remember when joining the princeling is that only killing can bring dignity and glory, and only strength can bring money and women!

Dignity, glory, money, women.

The ultimate dream of men.

Therefore, the princelings can fight, dare to fight, and are good at fighting! They are not like a southern gang with serious IQ and strength, but a powerful gang with developed limbs and terrifying minds. With a complete set of advanced systems, even if they lack a few cores, they can still continue to operate like a sophisticated instrument. As long as Ye Wudao is the last laugh in this smoke, he will be the absolute only controller of the princelings and the maker of the rules of the underworld in the south!

There is a large-scale ring inside the Prince's headquarters, both of which are twenty meters long and wide. In the past, the princely party had people fighting here every day. Today, he replaced the super heavyweights of the princely party, Ye Wudao and the Wolf King. Long Yue stood on a pillar like a god of killing. He was wearing a red dress and a demon sword, paying attention to Lin Aocang's movements.

"I know you are a soldier, then I will fight you in your way."

Ye Wudao made a gesture of inviting him. He was not as majestic as the wolf king when he was facing the enemy, and he was full of murderous intent. He was not in a hurry, but was restrained and peaceful.

Since it was a soldier's method, Ye Wudao did not intend to use Tai Chi, but to fight hand-to-hand combat. The most direct hand-to-hand combat.

Eat meat with a big bowl, drink wine with a lot of wine, kill people happily, fight for life with your life without any slightest stroke.

Bang.

Ye Wudao blocked the Wolf King's rapid chain legs with his left hand. After seven legs, he retreated slightly, and his right hand pulled back as strongly as a bent bow to shoot the moon. When the Wolf King's eighth leg swept over, he clenched his fist and shot lightning in his right hand. Crack, hit the soles of the Wolf King's feet.

Bone breaks with one punch.

The wolf king turned over and fell on the guardrail, taking advantage of the opportunity to continue flying towards Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao jumped back and kicked the guardrail behind him. The guardrail was immediately stretched out from the half-moon arc, like a bowstring. Ye Wudao was like a sharp arrow.

Whoosh.

Ye Wudao rushed forward at a faster speed.

boom!

The two people collided head-on.

The Wolf King's huge body, as tall as the king of the desert wolf, fell on the ring. If it weren't for the amazing elasticity of the rubber guardrail, the ring would probably be torn aside by the impact of this force. Ye Wudao took a step back after landing. This kind of skillless fighting style is to fight hard and fiercely.

"If you want to fight, I will fight."

Ye Wudao sneered and rushed forward. The wolf king had just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up. When he saw him rushing, he didn't dare to use his legs to be injured and instead was injured. He took a relatively conservative defensive move and howled with his fists. He was confident that every muscle structure in his body was enough to withstand a considerable critical hit. As long as he protected the fragile points of temples, eyes, nose bridge, neck and crotch, he could fight again!

Ye Wudao was as he wished, not a sinister scoundrel who specialized in the deadly position like Shadow Leng Feng was against the enemy, but instead attacked the Wolf King openly and every punch was not lost.

The entire arena is full of Ye Wudao's dazzling attacks.

The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves.

Lin Aocang had only this feeling, his heart was trembling, strong, too strong, men like the Wolf King could only defend desperately, without any advantage.

Ye Wudao, his body was far away from the ground and punched him in a large arc. He thundered and hit the wolf king who was protecting his head with both hands.

Bang.

The wolf king was originally standing and was hit hard by this blow and kneeled down!

Snap!

The kneecap is brittle and cracked.

Ye Wudao stood proudly, looked down at the half-kneeling defeated general and said, "Please come out."

The wolf king stood up shaking his shaky body, leaning against the guardrail, with thirteen bones broken all over his body.

He looked at Ye Wudao and showed a pale smile of contempt and said, "I thought their existence was a despicable behavior for you, but now I was wrong because you have enough strength. In the past, I was convinced that you were because you were strong enough and cruel to the enemy. Today, I was convinced that you were because you were strong enough to beat me down!"

Two men walked into the door.

One of the middle-aged men threw away their coats and saw the tragic situation of the wolf king covered in bruises. His eyes were extremely cold and he stared at Ye Wudao, "Dragon 13."

Another man was much older, but his silver hair did not make him look old and tired. Combined with his strong body and strong fighting spirit, he gave people the illusion of immortality. He looked at Ye Wudao playfully and said with a smile: "Young people are very good at fighting, very good, otherwise I would be embarrassed to join forces with others. Oh, my name is Fang Linran, just an old man from the Dongfang family."

Fang Linran is the master of Dongfang Luohe, the new master at the end of the dragon list.

Long 13 and Fang Linran jumped to Taichung and formed a three-crossing and unjustly encircled with the Wolf King who could still fight.

Ye Wudao sneered, his body stretched out like a swimming fish, and then shook his wrist and bang! The bones of his whole person made a crisp sound. The exquisitely embroidered Xuanwu pattern Tang suit was torn apart and fell to the ground. This hand looked very similar to the inch strength of Tai Chi, but it was more domineering and more imposing.

Ye Wudao put his hand behind him and stood in Taichung, saying, "If you want to fight, I will fight with you!"

He wants to fight against three powerful masters on the tiger list alone!
Chapter completed!