Ma Gan played with the pistol in his hand and sneered, "Brother, are you engaging in psychological warfare? At this point, do you think what you are saying is useful? Humph! You treat us well, but you say

How can you say this is not a bad idea? Look at the brothers around me, ask them how many of them have had sex with women since you Liumang dominated Yingtan, how many of them have money in their pockets to spend? And how many of them have no money since then?

Medicine (drugs).”

The two groups of people were less than ten steps apart. Zhao Zilong saw the gun in Ma Gan's hand at a glance. There were more than ten people who looked like the boss, and they all had guns in their hands. However, these people he brought had guns in their hands.

No gun.

He suddenly remembered what Liu Shuang said when he left, "You are fully responsible for this operation. Just ask for anything you need." It seemed that this was an exercise and a test for Zhao Zilong from Liu Shuang.

Zhao Zilong secretly hated himself for not considering that the other party would have a gun in his hand! However, it has reached this moment and there is no chance to regret, but these brothers????

A cold light flashed in Zhao Zilong's eyes, and with a fierce roar, he took the lead in killing the opponent's camp, raising the military thorn in his hand high.

Ma Gan raised his hand and fired a shot. Zhao Zilong secretly yelled, "It's bad." He twisted his body based on his intuition and managed to avoid the oncoming bullet.

The brothers in the battle hall followed Zhao Zilong with a loud roar, and ran towards the opponent's camp like wild beasts breaking out of the cage. The momentum created by hundreds of people was overwhelming. Although the bosses held guns in their hands, they

I was so shocked by this momentum that I didn't pull the trigger for a long time.

Soon, the two groups of people were fighting together, and the shouts of killing were mixed with sudden gunshots from time to time. The blood soon filled the entire street. The battlefield is always the best training ground.

Only by fighting together can we create truly strong soldiers and generals.

The people in the first and second halls were all trained by Wang Han and Wu Jun, and they basically inherited the mercenary style of being fearless and ruthless.

Here, being tougher than others is the rule of survival.

Zhao Zilong's bravery ignited the fire in the hearts of the war cousins. Each military stab was crisp and powerful, and they fought with the enemy with all their strength. There was only one goal, and that was to kill the enemy, kill the enemy!

Ma Gan and these people were getting more and more difficult to fight. It was only now that Ma Gan realized that he was wrong. How wrong he was. He underestimated Liumang's strength. In an instant, he saw that his dream of becoming the hero of Yingtan was shattered. There was a rumble all over the ground.

sound.

The gun in his hand moved weakly, and he quickly ran out of bullets. With red eyes, Ma Gan dialed a phone number, pulled out his machete, and headed straight for Zhao Zilong and the three men at the center of the battle.

Throughout the ages, the principle of capturing the thief first has not changed, and Ma Gan thought the same way at this time.

However, Liumang's brother is not an ordinary loser. He still did not rush to Zhao Zilong's side after several conflicts. Instead, more and more Liumang brothers surrounded him, and he also had many wounds on his body.

He felt that the blood on his body was draining away little by little. The biggest function of the military thorn is to prevent blood. When it is pierced in the human body, it is a hole. The groove on the military thorn is specially designed for bleeding.

Ma Gan mechanically waved the knife in his hand, mentally calculating the time, but as time passed little by little, there were fewer and fewer brothers around him, and what he expected still didn't happen.

Time passed minute by minute, and in Ma Gan's heart, this minute and second seemed as long as a century. Countless holes had been stabbed all over his body, and bright red blood covered his whole body, like a

Like a bloody person.

After slashing with the knife, Ma Gan gasped for air and fell to his knees on the ground. He felt someone standing in front of him.

"Are you waiting for your reinforcements?" the man said.

Ma Gan slowly raised his head and saw Zhao Zilong, whose face was covered in blood and whose face could not be seen clearly. His whole body was aroused. The temptation of survival made him stand up tremblingly and swung the knife with all his strength.

When the knife was almost in front of Zhao Zilong, Zhao Zilong grabbed his wrist, making it difficult to move forward any further. Zhao Zilong raised his leg and stepped on Ma Gan's knee joint, causing Ma Gan to kick to the ground. Zhao Zilong said: "You

The people waiting are not coming back, but I think you can go down below and accompany them."

"Ah~~!!!" Ma Gan roared up to the sky in grief, his voice hoarse, like a beast about to end its life giving its last proof to the world.

"Ma Gan, I admire you. You are a man. I will give you a choice. You can solve it yourself!" Zhao Zilong's eyes were a little unbearable. He valued this talent. Such men were not uncommon. However, reality made them stand.

On the contrary, giving him a choice of death method is the greatest help Zhao Zilong can give him.

Ma Gan unyieldingly got up from the ground, held back the pain that came from his body, gritted his teeth and shouted: "You can kill me or scrape me as you please. Ever since I embarked on this path, I, Ma Gan, have never thought that I would have a good death.

It's just that this day came too early. Finally, I want to know where are my brothers?"

Zhao Zilong stretched out his hand and pointed at the brothers beside him, "Have you seen the brothers beside me? I brought brothers from two cousins ​​of the war hall today, and now you see only one of my brothers, and one of my cousins.

My brothers specialize in dealing with those people you set up. Let me give you a piece of advice: don’t underestimate the enemy. To see the enemy clearly is to be cruel to yourself."

"Hahaha~~!" Ma Gan suddenly laughed, his smile full of bitterness. In the midst of laughter, he decisively put the knife on his neck.

At the end of the laughter, all that was left was the sound of blood bubbling out of his throat.

Liumang won a complete victory in this station. At last count, more than 20 people were killed and countless others were injured. This number of casualties was the largest in Liu Shuang's history.
Chapter completed!