Tian Yangsheng's fingers gently: "Kill!"

Ten dead men rushed towards them immediately. The members of Dongxing Society also raised their machetes with fever and fought desperately with the intention of drinking. The King of Xiong Tian still maintained a standing posture, staring at Tianyangsheng with his big gong's eyes, and said coldly: "You are mine! I want you to die tonight without a burial place!"

Tian Yangsheng had no expression on his face and was even too lazy to respond.

King Xiong was furious and finally couldn't help but lifted the machete and slashed directly at Tianyangsheng's face.

Tian Yangsheng's face was still cold, and he twisted his steps calmly to avoid the opponent's attack. Then, he suddenly took a quick step and instantly reached less than half a foot in front of King Xiong. His explosive power was already so strong that it was scary. Coupled with the internal strength of constantly breaking through, his speed was like a meteor in the sky.

Before King Xiong could see clearly what was going on, Tianyangsheng was close to him.

Oh! King Xiong took a breath. It was too late to realize that he was not good at this time.

Tian Yangsheng made a move like lightning and swung it upwards, hitting Xiong Tianwang's lower abdomen. At this time, he no longer hid his strength and used 20% of the force. The force of the punch was nearly 100 kilograms. With a "bang", Xiong Tianwang's body was beaten back a few steps, and hurriedly supported it with a machete, his face turned pale but did not fall down.

Sure enough, the skin is thick and rough, but it is a rumor that is incompetent.

Before he could recover, Tian Yangsheng rushed straight to his fist again, but still hit his lower abdomen, with the two fists in the same place.

King Xiong finally couldn't bear it. His legs became weak, and the man knelt on the ground. The blood in his chest surged up rapidly. He gritted his teeth and did not vomit out the blood, but blood was flowing out of his nostrils. Strictly speaking, with King Xiong's skills, he would not be beaten so badly by Tianyangsheng, and at least he could resist a few stabs.

But now he was hit by two punches and looked for teeth. It was just that he was underestimating the enemy, underestimating Tianyangsheng, and overestimating himself.

These two heavy punches caused unestimated damage to King Xiong. His internal organs were severely damaged and his consciousness began to blur. He was ignorant and supported the ground with a machete, gasping for breath. As he breathed, blood kept flowing out from his mouth and nose, dyeing the clothes on his chest red.

He stared at Tianyangsheng with his eyes and asked weakly: "Who are you?"

Now he finally realized that Tian Yangsheng was not an ordinary person, because not only was he unable to resist, but he was facing death, but even the members of Dongxing Society who fought to the ground were all lying on the ground. Ten soldiers of the generals were wiping the machetes, and the people came to kill more than a hundred of them at the cost of zero casualties, which shows that they were not ordinary strength.

God is not talking, and is indifferent and ruthless.

At this moment, King Xiong's eyes lit up slightly, and he could still survive. He used his remaining strength to find a short gun from behind. The muzzle shook at Tianyangsheng, and gasped and said, "I think it's not that easy to want my life. Brother F, help me leave, let's escape together and go find the boss."

Brother F finally knew that he was on the court. He looked down at King Xiong who was kneeling on the ground and said with a smile: "Brother Xiong, come and I will help you!" While saying that, he helped King Xiong up, then carefully took the gun, and said understandingly: "You are not conscious, let me hold the gun so that the enemy will take advantage of the situation."

At this time, King Xiong did not suspect that he was easily taken away by Brother F. Then he heard his playful words: "Brother Xiong, there are many people in the world who are stupid, and you are one of them. Remember, they are not from the Dark Club, but from the person who invites you to the King of Hell Palace to be the King of Heaven."

The biting words made King Xiong's face look even more ugly; the turn of the gun made him feel severely painful. What in this world is more painful than being betrayed by his own people? His eyes showed sadness. King Xiong who was on the battlefield would die at the hands of a villain. I am afraid he would not have thought of it before tonight.

King Xiong tried his best to spit out the last two words: "Despicable."

When the words were finished, the short knife in Brother F's hand also slashed through King Xiong's throat.

Fear of fear flashed out of his eyes, and he struggled violently, trying to get up.

Suddenly, a blood arrow spurted out on his neck.

Under the night, the bright red blood stains were like the most charming flower of time, so beautiful and so ghostly. The king of Xiong rolled on the ground in sorrow, covering his neck with his hands, but the blood still flowed out from the cracks of his fingers. He wanted to scream, but in the end, there was no sound in his open mouth.

Death is terrible to anyone.

When they left that day, Chu Tian was driving back to the Secret Garden. His original plan to go to Victoria Harbor to watch fireworks was shattered by Lin Yueru who had drunk too much. When alcohol overwhelmed people's sanity, he became straightforward and liked to nag everything from the past. Su Rongrong had no choice but to be an audience.

For some reason, Chu Tian felt a little uneasy.

When he was waiting for the traffic light at the intersection, he decided to change his route back after a little thought. He was cautious by nature and always believed in his intuition and feelings. He always felt that something big would happen tonight. When he was calculating others, others might be staring at him, so he thought about the bombing and attack plan implemented tonight.

Chu Tian pondered it several times but had no flaws, so he quickly determined that this uneasiness was directed at him. He became more careful now. Just when he turned to the North Ring Road Demolition Street, "Puff!" Three slight guns were heard, and Chu Tian, ​​who was in the driver's seat, shot the first shot directly into Chu Tian, ​​and shot the front and rear wheels respectively.

The bullet penetrated the glass and shot fiercely at Chu Tian first. Fortunately, Chu Tian, ​​who was always vigilant, released the accelerator and lie in the car quickly when he heard the gunshot. The bullet was clearly shot near the inner handle. If Chu Tian kept it in place, he would be penetrated half of his body even if he was not shot.

The two bullets also hit the wheel slightly deviated. The wheel burst instantly and forced the Audi to circle. Finally, it hit the concrete wall on the street and stopped. The airbag broke out, suppressing Chu Tian to death. Facing a sniper is the most painful thing for everyone in the bright spot, because it is not a competition of strength on the same platform.

During World War II, the influence and destructive power of snipers on a battle situation was absolutely no less than that of a million heroes. In the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, the number of Celestial Army killed by snipers far exceeded the number of people killed by bayonets on the battlefield. The viciousness of the snipers on the battlefield made many veterans feel afraid.

Chu Tian moved his body and crawled out of the dead corner of the car door that hit the wall. Then he judged from the direction of the bullet that the sniper was on the right side of the street. So he sprinkled the backrest of the car with mineral water and lit it with a lighter, so that they could generate strong smoke and then quickly moved to the left. As expected, the bullet did not shoot again.

But after running dozens of meters, Chu Tian, ​​who thought he had escaped from the killer's clutch, couldn't help but smile bitterly. It turned out that he was intentionally put into this alley, otherwise the dozen people in front of him would not have blocked his way with murderous intent, and even more powerful killing was already coming, and sharp sounds sounded on both sides of the alley.

Of course, the sound of this kind of crossbow fired was very familiar. Chu Tian stretched out his right hand and instantly lit up the Minghong Knife. He calmly waved the crossbow arrows attacking him from all directions. The crossbow arrows were swept on the walls or the ground like the rain dripping from God. Before he could breathe, the second round of crossbow arrows flocked to him again.

Chu Tian chopped down more than a hundred crossbow arrows and shouted impatiently: "Can you play some new tricks?"

The crossbow arrow finally disappeared, and more than a dozen people rushed out from both sides of the alley, cutting off Chu Tian's retreat in an orderly manner, and staring at Chu Tian with cold eyes, as if to melt him into a strong murderous aura. His eyes were like cold lightning, staring at Chu Tian fiercely, and changing to those with weaker hearts, but their eyes could make them feel cold and lose all their fighting spirit.

Chu Tian stood with a sword and hummed disdainfully: "A slut, if you want to fight, why should you play some tricks?"

No one answered him, only four swords were killed in front and behind.

The big man on the left raised his sword in his hand for half a day, turned into a stimulating electric shock, and quickly slashed towards Chu Tian's neck. The powerful energy first cut through the cold air, while the big man on the right followed a strange attack route. The knife in his hand changed in a distance of several meters, and the wind was whistling, as if he could attack any part of Chu Tian.

The two men behind him seemed to be slashing and stabbing, fully exerting their various illusory characteristics.

This group of people is extraordinary.

The murderous aura filled the sky for a moment.

As his thoughts turned, Chu Tian shook his mind incoherently.

The figures of the two men in front of them were slightly stagnant, their eyes shot in disbelief, and their aura and confidence suddenly weakened a little.

It turned out that every time Chu Tian swayed, he was targeting their attacks. What shocked him the most was that he seemed to be able to know foresight. When their swords changed, Chu Tian had subtly moved, causing their attacks to lose the greatest threat. What was even more amazing was that when the man behind him changed his offensive, Chu Tian staggered a little more quickly half a beat.

It's like the helpless feeling of trying to hold the loach without restraint.

Chu Tian bullied himself forward, and the Minghong sword in his hand turned into thousands of sword shadows, attacking the two big men bounced up from the ground. A few "dangdang" sounded, and the sword slashed on the knife. The two big men were in pain in the mouth. Before they could react, Chu Tian's sword had already come over again, and it was fierce and fierce, and the door behind was opened without any worries.

Two big men were killed by him and sweated and ran away, and they were pulled away.

At this point, Chu Tian looked back at the man attacking behind him coldly, with disdain flashing in his eyes. The antelope slashed several times with its horns, blocking the knife that was about to be chopped on him. With two loud noises of "Dangdang", Chu Tian and the two men took two steps back, and each other's tiger mouth felt pain.

When the killers were surprised, Chu Tian was also shocked because he felt that he was not strong enough and even his head was a little drowsy. Did the enemy use some side-minded ways? But when he saw the killers' cold expressions, he denied his thoughts. If they really put drugs and poisoned them, how could he not notice it?

Could it be an illusion? But the discomfort in the body did gradually dissipate, his heartbeat accelerated, and his breathing was rapid. Chu Tian couldn't help but leaned back against the wall, gathering his spirit to force out the toxins in his body, but the enemy in front of him seemed not to give him a chance to breathe. The four killers attacked Chu Tian almost at the same time.

Looking at the fierce attack of the four people, Chu Tian was secretly shocked. The four people were all dressed in black, covered in black trousers, covered in black gauze, black hat, and long sword in their hands. Seeing that their steps were light and steady, they were all prickly figures. If they were placed in normal times, they would not be afraid. But at this time, their breathing had changed from rapid to difficult.

Although he sealed the meridians and blocked the medicine to attack the heart, Chu Tian felt dizzy. He knew that he would not find a place to heal his wounds, and he would probably have to wait for others to attack him. However, the encirclement of these four people was obviously with the idea of ​​a long battle. Even if he could fight them, there were dozens of people next to him.

A sharp roar suddenly sounded, and the four of them seemed to have received an order. They raised their swords diagonally and slashed straight down. However, although they did not make any decisions, the angles were indeed tricky. With one move, Chu Tian had already blocked all directions, leaving him without any escape. It can be seen that these people are all masters who have been through the battlefield for a long time!

Chu Tian snorted coldly and swept towards the enemy with all his remaining physical strength. Minghong's sword flashed like a ghost, and only a few loud noises of "Dangdang". Chu Tian shook a few times, but the four people swung out long swords. The few people were shocked and moved in a misstep, without stopping at all, and in an instant, he surrounded Chu Tian in the circle again.
Chapter completed!