"Tianyu, Tianyu!" Tao Ziqian screamed, she was frightened by this scene and fainted.
"Don't shout, everyone pick up their weapons and follow me!" Ziyue unsheathed her long sword and stood behind the iron gate with a murderous look.
There were only a dozen or so young men responsible for staying behind, but they were all carefully selected tough young men. They stood behind Ziyue with steel knives in their hands without any fear.
"Bang bang, bang bang!" The opponent has already started to use special tools to break the door, and the iron door cannot stop the opponent at all.
Ziyue's long hair floated, and an invisible energy enveloped the surroundings. Everyone felt a strong killing intent.
"Boom!" The iron door was suddenly knocked away, and a dozen men in black rushed towards Ziyue with watermelon knives in hand.
Ziyue's figure moved, the long sword flashed, and the ten-foot-long sword fox glowed with a strange purple light under the cold moon.
Blood flew out, and there was a blood mark on the throats of seven or eight people. Blood was spraying out from their throats crazily.
This sword shocked the rest of the people. These people raised their swords in the air, and the air seemed to be stagnant.
There is only three seconds, which is enough for a Tiger List master like Ziyue.
The purple figure was like a ghost, moving faster than lightning, shuttling through the crowd.
The bright sword light danced, and blood kept spattering, but no screams were made, because Ziyue's knife ruthlessly cut the opponent's throat and trachea, and they could only make a "gurgling" cry. This kind of sound could not be heard in the cold night.
So penetrating.
"Go up, go up!" More than a dozen young men from the Tianming Gang were inspired to fight bravely, slashing wildly with steel knives, and some people kept falling down.
"Ah!" A boy was stabbed in the back with a watermelon knife. He rushed forward crazily and cut off the opponent's neck with the steel knife. Blood spattered all over him. The boy went completely crazy. He kept slashing and slashing.
Four people fell under his knife.
There were fifty men in black attacking, and they were gradually forced into the courtyard.
Fear surged into his heart like a tide, and finally some people began to retreat.
"Want to leave? Die!" In the darkness, a young man rushed out. He grabbed a steel knife and slashed wildly. He was Fang Ming who rushed back.
Behind Fang Ming were the fire dragon, the black panther, and the extremely charming Zhu Xiaoyao.
Seeing Xiao Tianyu lying beside the iron gate, Fang Ming went crazy. His sword was so powerful that no one could defeat him.
"Die!" Fang Ming roared wildly and slashed across the air, cutting off both hands of the swordsman opposite him.
The sword flashed again, and a blood arrow shot out from between his eyebrows. Fang Ming cut the opponent in half with his sword in a rage!
"Spare your life—spare your life!" The last swordsman was frightened by the fierce Fang Ming. He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.
There was a flash of cold light, and the tip of the knife was pressed against the killer's throat, piercing the flesh and just touching the trachea.
This feeling was so terrifying that the swordsman's Adam's apple moved up and down, and his hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead.
"Who sent you here?" Fang Ming's eyes were red and murderous.
"I told you, can you let me go?" The killer's legs couldn't help trembling.
"You have no right to bargain in front of me!" Fang Ming pressed his hand hard, and the blade of the knife was pressed against his trachea. The stinging feeling was really terrible.
"I said, I --- said!" The killer spoke very slowly. He was afraid that his windpipe would be severed by the blade if he exerted force: "It's --- the Qinglong Gang!"
"Qiu Qianshan!" Fang Ming's eyes were about to burst, and he swung his hand violently. Blood gushed out from the killer's throat and he fell to the ground screaming!
The yard was covered with corpses and blood. Witnessing this scene, Lin Xiaoxiao felt as if she had suddenly gone from heaven to Shura hell.
Xiao Tianyu's body fell beside the iron gate. There were blood and black footprints on his snow-white suit. Only his two wide-open eyes were still so bright.
"Tianyu, my brother!" Fang Ming knelt down on one knee and closed Xiao Tianyu's eyes with his hands.
Fang Ming has always had a smooth journey in the underworld. Countless opponents have fallen in front of him, and even Qiu Qianshan has backed away.
However, this time his brother was hacked to death alive, and Fang Ming realized that he was too careless.
The road of rivers and lakes is the road of killing. To step on this road, you must have a strong heart!
Fang Ming stood up, picked up Xiao Tianyu's body and walked towards the door.
"Black Panther, you stay and deal with the scene. Fire Dragon, you take the rest of the people and retreat."
Five minutes later, Zhu Xiaoyao took Fang Ming to another residence. This was the Saber organization's contact point in Nandu City, and it was absolutely safe.
Xiao Tianyu's body was placed in the hall, a white cloth covered his face, and Fang Ming stood quietly, like a stone statue.
Lin Xiaoxiao came in, she silently walked behind Fang Ming and hugged him.
"Xiaoxiao, do you understand?"
"I - understand!" Lin Xiaoxiao finally understood why Fang Ming had not promised herself for so long. A man who was destined to bleed on a knife's edge, what could he promise to the woman he loved?
Fang Ming suddenly turned around, grabbed Lin Xiaoxiao's shoulders and said, "Then you still want to follow me?"
"I don't regret it, I don't regret it!" Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly said loudly, and she pressed her head tightly against Fang Ming's chest.
"Okay!" Fang Ming turned his head. At this time, Chen Shaojun and the other younger brothers received the news and rushed over.
There are more than a hundred members of the Tianming Gang scattered in every corner of Nandu City, and they are all here at this time.
Fang Ming said with a gloomy face: "Today, we have lost another good brother. This is the pain we must go through on the way forward, but I believe that our brother's blood will not be shed in vain."
"Tomorrow morning, we will bid farewell to our good brother here!"
Early the next morning, more than a hundred young men wearing sackcloth and mourning stood in the courtyard.
The cold wind was biting, and more than a hundred men were like more than a hundred steel knives inserted into the rock, standing still.
Xiao Tianyu's body has been encased in a good coffin, and everyone bowed deeply to the body.
"Brother Tianyu, let's go!" Fang Ming used both arms to lift the black coffin on his shoulders. He walked out of the yard with heavy steps and placed the coffin on the hearse.
Two hours later, Xiao Tianyu's urn was taken out, and Fang Ming and the Tianming gang placed it in a suburban cemetery.
Chen Shaojun and his younger brothers rushed back one after another, while Fang Ming was still meditating in front of Xiao Tianyu's tombstone.
"Fang Ming, don't be too sad." Yang Xiu comforted her softly.
Fang Ming turned his head like a wounded beast: "Yang Xiu, do you think I shouldn't take such a path?"
Yang Xiu didn't know what to say, so Zhu Xiaoyao said coldly: "If you don't take this road, then what road will you take?"
"I should run my business well so that my brothers can live a stable life."
"Is it possible?" Zhu Xiaoyao asked, her tone like the biting wind, with a coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow.
Fang Ming was silent. When he was doing business, weren't there underworld forces threatening him?
When you are in the world, you can't help yourself. If you embark on the path of being strong, never look back!
"Sister Little Demon, I want to kill someone!" When Fang Ming said this, every word seemed to come out of the edge of a knife.
Lin Xiaoxiao rolled up her clothes worriedly, and Zhu Xiaoyao suddenly smiled strangely and said, "Killing is a good thing!"
Killing is still a good thing. This Zhu Xiaoyao is full of evil spirits. Who is she?
Zhu Xiaoyao glanced at Lin Xiaoxiao, and she took out a piece of paper from her pocket: "This is the address of each secret outpost of the Qinglong Gang."
"Very good! Thank you!" Fang Ming put the piece of paper away.
"Do you want me to take action?"
"No need, Tianming will help himself to solve the matter that Tianming helps."
"A lot of your brothers will die in this way? Well, I'll allocate some of my manpower to you."
"Okay!" Fang Ming still accepted Zhu Xiaoyao's kindness.
After returning from the cemetery, Fang Ming cut off contact with Lin Xiaoxiao.
Within half a month, Fang Ming completely transformed into a vengeful wild wolf, causing bloodshed wherever he passed.
More than 200 members of the Qinglong Gang died under Fang Ming's sword. Fang Ming's iron-blooded revenge methods are notorious!
However, Qiu Qianshan, the culprit, is still missing, as if he has disappeared from this world.
One afternoon, Fang Ming was handling matters at the Saber branch when the door opened with a clang.
Zhou Haisheng walked out of the door, with blood stains on his body and a baggage in his hand.
"Hai Sheng, aren't you training at the Yaoshan Club?" Zhou Haisheng is a good fighter. Considering that he was still studying at Nanchuan University of Technology, Fang Ming did not let him participate in this revenge operation.
"Bang!" Zhou Haisheng threw the baggage in his hand on the ground with a loud bang: "Young Master, I brought you the head of Pei Yuanqing, the leader of the Qinglong Hall."
As soon as these words came out, all the boys were shocked, even Fang Ming was a little surprised. Pei Yuanqing is the leader of the Qinglong Gang branch, and his own strength is not weak. Zhou Haisheng completed this beheading operation by himself, and he is worthy of the God of Death Mantis.
"Sister Xiaoyao gave me some help, how could the young master abandon me for such a big deal!"
"Good brother!" Fang Ming patted Zhou Haisheng on the shoulder. He raised his head and said loudly: "When we open the incense hall, I will use Pei Yuanqing's head to pay homage to the dead brother Tianyu."
Before the mourning hall was evacuated, an incense table was set up in the mourning hall.
More than a hundred young men from the Tianming Gang stood in front of the mourning hall and bowed to Xiao Tianyu's body.
Pei Yuanqing's head was placed on the desk. Fang Ming lit the incense candle and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother Tianyu, your heroic spirit is still alive. My brothers have avenged you."
"Brother Tianyu, your soul has returned. I hope you will not be lonely in hell!" Chen Shaojun also lit the incense in his hand.
Bowing deeply three times, Fang Ming faced his brothers from the Tianming Gang and shouted: "From today on, everyone in the Tianming Gang should remember one truth: whoever kills my brothers, my brothers will kill them!"
"Whoever kills my brother, brother kill him!" The powerful voice resounded throughout the mourning hall. At this moment, everyone in the Tianming Gang was full of expectations for tomorrow.
The road between rivers and lakes is the road between life and death, but if you want to survive in this cruel world, you must step on the corpses of your enemies.
Most people who are strong will not have a good death, but it is better than being a weak person who will not have a good life! A good man needs the knife in his hand to open the way forward for himself!
Fang Ming's eyes were like burning fire as he scanned the resolute faces. He knew that from this moment on, the Tianming Gang had undergone a complete transformation!