() Seeing this handsome boy dodged their blow, it was fine, but he actually wanted to kick his brother away with his feet, so he couldn't help it.

Many thugs sneered with ferocious sneers and instantly raised their weapons. Under the cover of the night, in this June summer, they made a bitter sound, as if they were about to bring about a cold from hell, and they swung directly towards Wang Chen's head.

"Boy, go to death!"

In an instant, the whistling was repeated, the sword lights and sword shadows were shaking, and the shadows of the stick were shaking, and the deep cold was overwhelming.

All the weapons aimed directly in one direction, and rushed forward one after another, up, down, left and right, and everywhere. It was like playing games, where you were in dungeons in different camps, and you would not care about anything as long as you saw different people.

Yes, I don’t care about anything. Even the targeting thing is not caring about it. As long as the skills are thrown around, it will be done.

Now this scene is almost like this.

In the sword and sword shadows, in the light, Wang Chen narrowed his eyes, calmed down, stared at the random hair skill calmly, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

snort!

Even if a thug is a sharp thug, he can only be considered a mob in front of advanced fighting skills.

Gangsters, this is not how skills are put, you must learn to lock them!

When the weapon was a few centimeters away from his forehead, Wang Chen calmed down and started to move.

The steps moved gently and avoided the random attack.

Another slick, accompanied by the shouts of the gangsters, the figure twisted his waist in an extremely inconsistent posture, and the big feet he liked to use were kicked out very happily.

Hehe, don’t you think it’s arrogant to kick someone with a big kick? What you want is this arrogantness.

bump!

There was a loud bang in the sky!

Ahem, I was misconceived, no one wanted to make a brilliant appearance, but only an unlucky gangster flew out.

In this way, the first wave of alliance battles of the gangsters came to an end with one unlucky guy flying out. Regardless of whether there was a paddle or not, they didn't even get a little less experience.

ah!!!

If he missed a single blow, the gangsters' faces became smelly in an instant. Thinking that their boss was still watching, there were so many people who didn't even touch other people's hair. This was so embarrassing. How could he have a good time and enjoy the best in the future?

So, he waved his weapon again. Under the dark night sky, it was so dark that it was so deep. The sword light and sabers seemed to have changed the magnetic field around it, and the temperature in the air also changed subtly. The light began to become distorted, and even the sound was not clear.

Faced with the attack with bloodthirsty skills, Wang Chen directly gave himself a special jing. His steps moved very much, and he used force to dodge his back waist and flicked his side.

The eyes that had been narrowing suddenly burst out with a shiny light. Their feet suddenly exerted force, and their body rushed forward like a cannon!

The fist as big as a casserole was raised directly, and the fierce fist wind blew through the silent magnetic field under the night sky, carrying awe-inspiring air, and directly blasted towards the face of the person who was closest!

Unstoppable!

boom!!

The unlucky person who was hit was so bad that he felt bored. His face suddenly changed drastically, his forehead was drowsy, and his final consciousness was: "Do you talk about the morality of the world? Don't you know that fighting can't hit people in the face?"

Under the heavy shadow of the fist, the gangster who wanted to find Wang Chen to argue fell down with a bang. With a loose hand, the steel pipe fell to the ground with a clang.

Wow!

In an instant, the machete with a bloodthirsty aura suddenly slashed at Wang Chen's shoulder.

Faced with such an attack, Wang Chen smiled coldly, and bending over like a loach, and directly avoided the expiration.

The big hand, which is very suitable for playing the piano, grabbed the opponent and grabbed the opponent's elbow. The elbow strike skill was suddenly activated and hit the opponent's lower abdomen.

Before the other party fell to the ground, he grabbed the machete in his hand very naturally.

Swish!

After snatching the opponent's machete, he raised the machete and chopped it directly to the person's back.

"No!" This scene made the five women beside him so scared that their faces were pale!

Yang Xiaole couldn't help but want to shoot out the gun. Thinking that the boy was fighting for them, he ended up forcing him.

Seeing this kid actually watching the machete hit his teammates, the gangsters all had pale faces.

Perhaps, even they didn't notice that it could be ordinary to cut people, but when their teammates were chopped by the opponent, they had a ferocious face and swear to kill the opponent. This is reasonable.

In fact, isn’t this what people are like? Their thinking is not necessarily wrong.

bump!

When the blade was about to fall on the gangster, Wang Chen flipped his wrist and slammed the back of the gangster hard on the gangster's back. The gangster fell to the ground in response.

"Damn it! I'm useless!

Seeing that his teammate was knocked to the ground, the gangsters turned darker and became even stronger. The weapons in their hands turned into phantoms again, swung them out, and hit Wang Chen.

Facing the weapons like dense light nets, I don’t know if they were wearing thick makeup at the concert. Anyway, I never saw this guy’s face change.

The machete in his hand came forward without showing any weakness, and instantly there were crisp sounds of iron smashing.

At the same time, Wang Chen's body suddenly leaned back and the big foot with the skill of ridicule was smashed out again. Unfortunately, the other party was prepared for it and the feet were unable to make up for it.

After blocking the attack from everyone, Shin's body slid away and gently raised his toes. A steel pipe that had fallen to the ground had quickly fallen into his hand. He was carrying the steel pipe in one hand and the machete in the other. Wang Chen instantly turned into an invincible general and fought directly with the group of gangsters.

Ping-pong, and make the world prosperous.

A crisp collision sounded.

In an instant, the scene was filled with swords and shadows, and turned into a light net and rushed towards Wang Chen fiercely.

The machete in Wang Chen blocked the oncoming blow, and his body suddenly jumped up, and a cold and fierce light appeared in his eyes, and the steel pipe in his hand smashed down in an instant.

bump!!!

Under the violent collision, several people only felt the tiger's mouth tremble, and the pain was bursting.

Before the few people could react, the mocking big feet kicked them out!

quick!

This kick is almost at its peak!

Everyone just thinks

A flash of eyes, a gust of wind blew in the air, and a burning pain came from her face.

At the same time, the steel pipe in his hand was smashed out again. Under the dreamy and illusory light, the shadow of the stick waved down like dense raindrops and hit the arm hard.

Click!

Broken hand bone.

Clang.

The weapon in his hand hit the ground directly.

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

After a few seconds of pause, the severe pain of the broken arm came, and the miserable screams instantly cut through the night. It was like whenever the moon was full, the werewolf was roaring against the top of the mountain, whimpering, tearing the night sky apart, with a magical color.

Wang Chen turned around gracefully and kicked a gangster away with one foot. He looked at the gangster who was not afraid of death behind him and squeezed up again. His steps were fast, as if he was flying on the grass, and he stepped on the sand and the human-shaped shells rushed up.

The machete in his hand directly hit the gangsters head-on. When the other party dodged, the steel pipe in his hand suddenly exerted force and hit the other party's arm again.

Click!!

Accompanied by the broken bones and the harsh screams, the mocking big feet directly put them on the other party's lower abdomen, and their figure fell to the ground with a bang!

Before the rest of the people could react, Wang Chen exerted his strength again, and with lightning speed, the magic weapon of fighting - the steel pipe - was once again scattered and wretched.

First, they knocked down all their weapons, and then they either had their hands or feet broken, and they all fell to the ground.

The battle was complicated, but time passed very quickly. In just a few breaths, more than a dozen figures were howling on the ground. People who didn't know thought they had arrived together.

This scene made Brother Changmao, who was preparing to smoke a cigarette and watch the show, stunned for a moment. The cigarette that was about to light fell to the ground, and his mouth looked like a big boss.

I go, what's going on? Don't tell me that this is making a movie! But if it's not a movie, what about my gold medal thugs? Why are they all lying down? This is unscientific!

Well, can't you really be shooting a movie? Where is the camera? Where is the director?

Standing in the crowd to the end, Wang Chen stood up straight, holding the cold steel pipe in his hand, and slowly glanced at Brother Changmao.

Wang Chen smiled faintly with a puzzled application on his face: "Stop reading, I'm the director."

"You!" This boy looked arrogant and made Brother Changmao look seyin: "Boy, don't be arrogant!"

"Oh? Why, don't you remember what your boss said? Only by doing it can you know the depth of the other party! What is the benefit of words?" Wang Chen said this, which was sarcastic.

Hearing this, Brother Changmao's face suddenly became low, his eyes glanced at Wang Chen, and a fierce light flashed by!

"Hmph! He is very good at it. It seems that we are still small." Changmao always thought that a guy like the other party who had just graduated from high school was like drinking water. However, the combat power he showed far exceeded his prediction.

"But, you will definitely die today!" Brother Changmao's voice rang coldly, his eyes staring at Wang Chen, and at the same time he glanced at the girls behind him, sneering, "Hehe, tonight, these girls are mine."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chen's gaze was sharp and cold toward Brother Changmao, as if he was staring at his prey.

This cold gaze made Brother Changmao shiver, and at the same time, Wang Chen's danger increased another one in his heart.

Soon, an unscrupulous plan appeared in his mind.

He rushed to the van with force, and shouted loudly on the car walkie-talkie, "Brothers, please be careful, I am Changma, I have a thrust in my mind, everyone quickly gathered at the ln108 section, and my people and I dragged him first."

Oops!
Chapter completed!