"Everyone, listen up! Those guys will come over later. No matter what happens, you must restrain yourself! Don't conflict with them! Remember the word "forbearance!!"

Huabiao reminds me one last time.

He could imagine those skinhead bastards coming over and they would never be polite to them.

Based on the blows the other side had suffered in the previous few hours of fighting, the other side would definitely take out their anger on the team members.

So you must stay calm at this juncture.

After all, after surrendering, one's side is completely controlled by others.

Huabiao didn't want to give excuses to the opponent because of the impulsiveness of some team members in this situation.

It's a pity that this kind of thing cannot be avoided by Huabiao's few reminders.

If the opponent's team is said to be angry at the winner's alliance team.

So why isn’t this the case for the members of the Victory League team?

Apart from anything else, Wu's death alone is a sorrowful and resentful thing!

Everything can only depend on God's will, Hua Biao did what he could.

Soon, a group of skinheads appeared in front of the field of view, carrying guns.

At such a close distance, Huabiao could completely reimburse the opponent with just one grenade.

It's a pity that he can't do this. He has to endure it for the sake of the overall situation.

"Put your head in your hands, stand up!!" Hua Biao saw the skinheads.

The skinheads also saw Hua Biao.

Upon seeing Huabiao, all the skinheads who were still scrambling immediately stopped and nervously pointed their guns at Huabiao's position.

Seeing the skinheads on the opposite side looking nervous as if facing a formidable enemy, Hua Biao couldn't help but smile scornfully: "Don't be nervous, I said I would accept surrender and I won't resist!"

"Stop talking nonsense, throw away the gun, hold your head and stand up!!" He ordered the gunman, as it seemed that this was the only way to show his power.

But what the skinheads don’t know is that only those who are frightened will shout and shout.

Hua Biao casually threw the gun away. This action inevitably caused a commotion among the skinheads.

The first few people retreated almost subconsciously.

For such a courageless egg, he actually surrendered to them, Hua Biao felt very humiliated.

"Stand up! Slow down and hold your head in your hands!!"

Hua Mian's expression was as usual, and he stood up suddenly. His whole body was covered in wounds, and his face was particularly shameful, as if he had been burned by pokers.

After confirming that Hua Biao did not behave strangely, several skinheads looked at each other and seemed to be signaling each other to move forward.

At this time, they completely forgot about the fierce competition for the first place.

In the end, a bold guy couldn't resist the temptation of rewards and rushed into the village.

Someone took the initiative, and things went smoothly from there.

At that moment, the remaining skinheads rushed into the village like evil wolves.

The first person immediately kicked Huabiao's knees, and then shouted: "Damn it! Kneel down for me!!"

Wenquan Xin saw this scene so clearly that he subconsciously wanted to fight with a gun.

Fortunately, Lao Zhao was watching cautiously. When he saw the young man making any move, he immediately grabbed him and at the same time whispered: "Don't mess with Xiao Wen! Have you forgotten what Hua Zi said before!? We have to endure it now."

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"But...but damn, are we watching them running wild on our territory like this!?"

"So what!? Gou Jian, the king of Yue, is trying his best! If they want to act wild, let them act wild. What we have to do is to record these grudges! We will ask them to repay them bit by bit in the future!! And if you rush out to fight them desperately now, you

Not only will his own life be involved, Hua Zi and other brothers will also be implicated! Do you want to see this?"

Speechless, Wenquan Xin lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

But at this moment, a voice of shouting and cursing suddenly came from outside: "Hey, what are you doing inside? Didn't you hear me asking people in the house to come out for a long time? Damn it! What are you looking at? Throw away the guy in your hand,

Hold your head obediently and stand up!!”

While thinking about Lao Zhao's words, a sudden rebuke came from outside, causing Wenquan Xin to become agitated after he had just calmed down.

Damn it!!

With eyes wide open, Old Zhao quickly pulled Wenquan Xin's collar behind him: "Xiao Wen, calm down!! Don't be impulsive!!"

I'm really worried about young people losing control of their guns and firing.

His counterattack might really be able to kill the two people outside, but the result would be that the entire team would be plunged into a point of no return.

Lao Zhao's little moves were clearly seen by the skinhead gang members. Although these guys were arrogant on the surface, they were on tenterhooks and scared deep down.

Their arrogance is just to cover up their inner fear, so as to scare the villagers who may be ambushing here.

There is no way, in the previous battle, the Victors Alliance team has completely destroyed the psychology of the skinheads at the strategic level.

They are scared to their core by the Alliance of Victors.

But now they only have a few people left.

"What are you doing?" The gunpoint was directed at Lao Zhao.

Lao Zhao quickly threw away his pistol and put his head in his hands: "No, everyone, there is nothing! Don't be nervous!"

"You!! Lost the gun!!" Lao Zhao showed his age, but the skinheads didn't take him too seriously, and instead pointed their guns at Wenquan Xin.

Wenquan Xin squeezed Qiang tightly, his eyes flashing blood red.

Seeing Wenquan Xin's cannibalistic look, the skinhead men couldn't help but take a step back.

Then he may realize that he is being too cowardly, pull the bolt of the gun hard, and it is about to fire.

At the critical moment, Lao Zhao blurted out and yelled: "Xiao Wen!! Throw the gun away!! This is an order!!"

"Old Zhao!!"

"Do you want everyone to die with you!?"

With a sharp shout, Wenquan Xin was stunned.

With his fingers clicking, Wenquan Xin took two long breaths and turned to look at the skinhead men who were holding guns at him.

After that, he seemed to have made some important decision and threw the gun out with all his strength.

When the skinheads saw Wenquan Xin honestly throwing away his gun, they looked at each other, and then several of them showed proud smiles.

Obviously these guys, Wenquan Xin, had sex with Nie because of their lustful power.

"Stand up!!" He ordered again.

Wenquan Xin reached out and helped Lao Zhao up.

His action undoubtedly stimulated a group of skinheads.

"Damn it! What are you doing? Didn't you hear me put your head in your hands?"

"His leg is injured!" Quanquan Xin retorted.

When the skinhead men heard Wenquan Xin's rebuttal, they stepped forward and hit Wenquan Xin in the abdomen with the butt of their rifle.

Lao Zhao subconsciously blurted out: "Xiao Wen!!"

Before he finished speaking, Lao Zhao felt a big gift coming from his chest, and then he fell softly to the ground.

"Old Zhao! Damn it, I'll fight you!!"

As he spoke, Wenquan Xinmao used all his strength to jump up from the ground, but he never expected that a group of skinheads would detour behind him, and the moment he stood up, he was hit with another shot.

Wenquan Xin immediately had a few blood stains on the back of his head, and then fell forward to the ground.
Chapter completed!