No one in the warehouse dared to move because they were shocked, so they could only watch Han Feng and others withdraw from the warehouse.

"Kaizi, where did you come from?" Han Feng asked while seeing the danger slightly relieved.

"Just outside, there were a few guys with guns, so we fucked them and got their guy off." Kaizi replied.

Han Feng naturally couldn't figure out what was going on. In fact, what Kaizi and the others encountered was the gunman arranged by Bian Long outside to prevent Han Feng from escaping. However, they did not expect that they became the "dish" given to Han Feng, allowing Han Feng to have weapons and can escape.

"Everyone, let them run away like this. How can we count the revenge of our brothers who died? So many people have died. Even if they die, they will stop them." Bian Long began to incite everyone again. When he shouted, someone really responded. He shouted and rushed out with weapons. Just because these brothers and friends were beaten to death by Han Feng, he was really unwilling to see him escape like this.

Sometimes a large number of people does not necessarily mean a large force, and a small number of people does not necessarily mean a weak person. The confrontation momentum between the two armies is absolutely the most important. Although Han Feng and the others only have three people, the murderous aura formed by the momentum can definitely make any enemy who wants to attack die at their feet. But some people don’t believe it. With the sound of “Kill!”, the people chasing out waved their weapons and rushed towards the three.

With one gunshot after another, the man in front of him was holding a machete in his hand and seemed to be still there with the gunshot. Was he scared? Of course not, he saw the blood flowing from his eyebrows falling drop by drop on the grass in front of the villa, and then fell on the grass with a pounce. He could only use the faint light outside the warehouse to hit the eyebrows, so that everyone in the Qing Gang knew that the man in front of him was extremely accurate. It was Dai Wei who fired the gun. Instead of directly firing with a submachine gun, he killed his opponent with a pistol. As a former senior soldier, using a gun was a slight meaning to him.

Everyone stopped. Han Feng was still holding a submachine gun and looking at the people in front of him. He had no idea about blood, and naturally he had no pity for life. So after the gun was fired, the Green Gang disciple fell to the ground, and Han Feng did not even blink. Dai Wei, who had no expression on his face, continued to aim at the next person who wanted to attack through the sight of the pistol.

Chen Xiao behind Han Feng seemed to be numbed by the bloody scene. All she wanted to leave here with Han Feng alive.

Time seemed to be still for a few seconds as the gunshot fell, but this brief calm was broken again, and someone issued another attack order. He knew that Han Feng and the other two would not have many guns and bullets, but he had hundreds of people, and even if they fought for the number, they could fight to death. The instructions were issued, and everyone surged again. Even though the disciples at the front were reluctant to take action, they were naturally surrounded by people behind and naturally became a living target for Han Feng and others to practice shooting.

The gun rang almost at the same time. Each gunshot would definitely lead to an enemy falling to the ground and dying. The three of them fired while protecting Chen Xiao and retreating outward. Although it was very slow, they did not stop.

This is a battle with huge strength and an inhumane killing. Han Feng and the other two seemed to be performing the confrontation between hot and cold weapons in modern Chinese society. The gangsters let the gangsters shout loudly, dancing the machetes and iron sticks in their hands so sharply, but no one could get close to the distance within ten feet of Han Feng and others.

The three-person team was not chaotic in the retreat, as quiet as a slowly rotating machine. The only difference is that this machine produces not products, but blood that kept gushing out after the gangster figures fell to the ground. The path that Han Feng and the other two walked out was paved with blood of the gangster figures. The earnest blood was like a red river in the bleak moonlight, splashing all the legs of the people and dyeing the ground of the warehouse red.

There was no slight pity in the eyes of the three. When a person was threatened, he had no pity for the life that threatened him. It was the sorrow of human nature and the darkness of human nature.

They knew that if they broke through the firepower net composed of submachine guns, what was waiting for them would not be punches and kicks, but to kill them by random knives, and they would die miserably. In order not to have such consequences, the three of them could only insist on retreating step by step and let the underworld continue to fall at their feet.

Han Feng believed that there must be vehicles in the distance, because hundreds of people would not walk to this warehouse in the suburbs of Shanghai. Since it is not walking, it must be by car. So as long as you find the car, you will definitely have the chance to grab one of them and escape.

Finally arrived at the gate. Seeing that the car was parked about one kilometer away from the warehouse gate, everyone felt ecstatic. However, with the last bullet of the submachine gun in Han Feng's hand shot out, all the bullets had been used up. The four of them couldn't help but look back at the road they had just walked. Although it was less than 500 meters from the warehouse gate to the place where they stood now, it took them nearly half an hour to get there. At this time, the road was already covered with the corpses of gangster figures, and there were still blood flowing out of the corpses, and slivering into the ground through the gaps on the ground and into the grass.

Seeing this scene like hell on earth, Ren Hanfeng and others were so cruel and ruthless, and they felt a little unbearable. The feeling of killing people is certainly something that ordinary people cannot understand, but looking at their hands stained with blood in the same kind is not something that is worthy of pride.

The only thing I can blame you for following the wrong ones. Let’s reincarnate earlier, Han Feng thought to himself. Han Feng estimated that more than 100 gangster figures have died so far. Of course, these are just some gang members, and real masters are watching behind.

They seemed to have seen that Han Feng and others had no bullets, and they rushed towards them like wolves and tigers. They rushed towards Han Feng and the other four like a surging wave...

Brother Han Feng knew that the real bloody battle tonight had just begun. Han Feng showed his dagger, and Kaizi and Dai Wei also took out their triangular stings and held them in their hands.

"Remember, don't disperse, target the vehicle in front of you." Han Feng ordered. The two agreed in unison.

With Han Feng's order, the three of them protected Chen Xiao and rushed directly towards the car ahead regardless of the enemy chasing behind them. In short, one purpose must rush to the car in the shortest time, otherwise once they are surrounded by the gangster figures behind them, they will be chopped into dumpling stuffing tonight.

But someone soon chased after him. At this time, there was no fight, only one blow would be dead. The knife saw blood, and the knife sealed the throat. The blood flew out like water sprayed by a fire-fighting faucet. If he fell to the ground and died on his back, the splashed blood shot out like a fountain. Cruelty can no longer describe the tear in front of him. The splashed blood sprayed on everyone's bodies and faces from time to time. The blood kept flowing into the fist along the blood groove of the weapon, drying and solidifying.

Like three murderous demons, the three men were dancing, waving, stabbing, and stabbing the invading gang disciples in their hands. Many gangster figures simply gave up their resistance when they saw these three fierce gods like blood people, throwing the machete in their hands and shouting and running away. I believe that this night with still memories will become their never-ending nightmare.

The three of them were like three sharp knives that shot sharply and quickly advanced towards the car. Sometimes the people in front of them could dodge, with only one goal being to break through and reach the car.

Fifty meters, thirty meters... There were still ten meters left before the car. At this time, the gangster figures behind them also caught up with them. The three of them leaned back to their backs, protecting Chen Xiao in the middle, and were still trying hard to support them, continuing to move towards the truck. At this time, someone was already out of breath. After all, chopping people was also a time-consuming and laborious task.

Finally arrived in front of the truck. The three of them were still fighting hard against the truck. Slowly, someone was injured from time to time. Han Feng was scratched again at some point. Fortunately, it was not deep, but the blood still slowly flowed down, wetting the clothes. Han Feng and Kaizi covered Dai Wei to get on the cab, and then Chen Xiao went up.

At this time, Han Feng's right arm was also cut a few times, and bursts of pain came from the wound from time to time. At this time, Han Feng seemed to have no feeling of pain, but on the contrary it aroused the violent aura hidden in his body for a long time. Suddenly, a roar that shook his ear drums resounded throughout the night sky. Han Feng's face turned bloody and his eyes were as bright as blood to flow out. No one knew what had happened to Han Feng at this time. He just felt that he was different from before, as if he had become taller, stronger, and sharper in his eyes, as if he could break the bitter gallbladder in your body at a glance.

However, careful people may find that at that moment, at least there was no wind blowing through the entire suburbs...

In an instant, everyone in the gang stopped and looked at the young man in front of him. Everyone seemed to have a feeling of going to hell in their minds, and a hint of chill rushed into their minds. At this time, only those familiar with Han Feng and others understood what had changed. He was the one who aroused the last murderous intent and was about to carry out the final killing.
Chapter completed!