On a road that must pass through a small village, the heat was burning by the trees on both sides, and the trees were crackling constantly. Threads and pieces of white smoke rose in the air. I believe you can see it even if you are far away.
More than 500 people fought here, and the path seemed a little narrow. If it could not be carried out on the road, many people moved into the woods to start the war. They were burnt trees and smoked piles of hay. These outsiders were
The influence cannot affect their belief in fighting in the slightest.
The enemies were very jealous when they met. Not long ago, Zong Lei and others had just flattened the river, knocked down the cannon, and smashed the sky. The faces of many brothers in the organization were deeply remembered by them, as if they were intentional, the sky
They all chose their opponents to go to war, perhaps they did this with a revenge mentality.
"Brothers, keep a good formation. They have a lot of people, so we don't want to be single."
Wang Jianjun stood in a team of battle groups, dancing up and down with the stick in his hand. Every stick was hit and he could be put to fruition. The other party was wailing, but the person who was beaten was also very fierce and endured.
The pain did not take a step back, but the offensive became even stronger.
Zong Lei brought all his belongings this time, and there were about 200 people. However, there were about 400 people fighting with them here, which was twice as many as possible, even if they were
Knock down one of them and lie down, and they are still the ones who stand here in the end.
This battle was very passive. Although Zong Lei and others were smart in their deployment before, they did not step on the ambush set up by the other party on the road, and they also took action to point two rows of woods to make them panic. However,
Tian’s troops were well-trained. After a brief panic, they formed small teams in an orderly manner, and made steady progress step by step. The passive situation before was turned over in a blink of an eye, vaguely suppressing Zong Lei and others.
The momentum of fighting.
It took only two or three minutes to fight, and the situation on the field was taken the initiative by Datian and others. From this, it seems that the huge advantage in numbers is so important.
"Dajiang, it seems that your injury has healed a lot?"
Zong Lei scanned the battlefield. At this time, he had no fixed opponent, as if he was doing odd jobs. This was a slip and that slip. However, when he saw a slinger standing in front of him, he suddenly became energetic.
, and then rushed up quickly after shouting.
Ping Ping Pong
When the sticks were handed over, Dajiang was assisting other brothers in fighting with the organization. He heard a cold shout and instantly heard who the owner of the sound was. He turned around suddenly and waved the stick in his hand.
"Hmph, boy, I asked you to get a bargain last time. See what tricks do you have this time?"
Dajiang's eyes were on fire. When he saw Zong Lei, he thought about how he had fallen into Zong Lei's hands twice before. As a young boss with a hundred people, how could he not get angry?
The sticks rubbed violently in the air, and the sparks rang out, and the loud noise made the two of them buzz, but this did not delay the idea of fighting together. One wanted to continue to humiliate each other, and the other wanted to
Retrieve some face in this battle.
Zong Lei's body was flexible, jumping up and down, and he often circled around Dajiang's body and punched. Dajiang was as strong as a cow, and his two flesh fists were outrageously large. He could not hit Zong Lei's punch even if he swung five or six punches.
However, if Zong Lei gets punched, it will be enough for him to drink a pot.
The two tacitly took a close fight, threw away the sticks that had almost been folded in their hands, and started fighting like primitive people.
"Boy, today I'll see how you get rid of my clutches!"
Dajiang sneered, his extremely small eyes almost narrowed into a gap. At this time, he seemed very confident, and he was confident that Zong Lei had humiliated him twice and was still able to fight.
Zong Lei's car was talking and focused on the part of his attack. Dajiang's eyes, nose bridge, temples, throat, collarbone, shoulder blades, and ribs became Zong Lei's targets of attack. He slashed his palms and punched him straightly.
He elbowed, and then pushed his knees, and pointed like a knife. His five fingers spread out like sharp claws and scraped towards Dajiang's face. His hands were flying up and down. The three plates of the upper, middle and lower were beaten by Zong Lei.
He really used up all the routines and was dazzled by the battle. He only had the ability to resist for a while, and no longer had the power to fight back.
"Hmph, your speed is too slow, too slow"
Zong Lei became more and more excited as he fought, enjoying the pleasure of abusing his opponent. The feeling of his fist hitting his flesh was the feeling he enjoyed most when he was in the army, and it was also his favorite at this time. His body was flexible, he jumped up and down, and he beat him.
It is full of vitality, with the flesh and the palms and wind.
Dajiang seemed to be crazy, and opened his mouth and screamed strangely. At this time, he could not bear Zong Lei's attack as fast as lightning. He tried his best to defend himself. He raised his legs and kicked Zong Lei's chest.
I want to distance myself from Zong Lei.
Poor Dajiang, the young boss of a hundred people, has fought countless times, and has never been as frustrated or passive as he is today. Just now, he was proud and confident that he could avenge his previous shame and take advantage of his strength to do so.
He defeated Zong Lei, but what he didn't expect was that Zong Lei would not give him any chance to exert force. Often, when Dajiang's fist was halfway through, Zong Lei had already changed his standing position.
Bang
Zong Lei protected his chest with both hands and was kicked by Dajiang when he couldn't dodge it, but it was not a big deal. He followed the trend and rushed back a few steps, allowing Dajiang to get the distance from him as he wished.
"Hmph, boy, in the face of absolute power, you still seem vulnerable?"
Dajiang's face was flushed, his mouth was filled with evil smiles, and he didn't care about his clothes. Seeing Zong Lei taking a few steps back, his confidence suddenly surged. Indeed, he was confident in his strength or fighting.
There are not many routines, but he often solves the battle with one punch or one kick.
“Huhu”
Zong Lei did not speak, looked at Dajiang indifferently, gasping heavily, raised his left hand to cover his chest, and saw that the chest was floating violently, as if he was seriously injured.
"hey-hey"
Dajiang saw Zong Lei's appearance clearly and believed that Zong Lei must have suffered internal injuries at this time. The smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper, and then rushed towards Zong Lei.
After about ten minutes of the battle, the battle on the field was still very fierce. The physical strength of these people seemed to be inexhaustible. The high efficiency and high speed fighting were very exciting, but the brothers of the organization
In terms of momentum, he is obviously inferior to the other party, and he has a passive attitude of being beaten.
Liu Gang, Zhao Guo, Dalong, Erbin, Zhou Jia, Li Yuan, Jiang Bo and other young backbones all fought in their respective battle groups. Once a wounded fell to the ground, they immediately commanded others to pull the injured brothers.
Enter the battle group to perform simple bleeding-resistance work, and then a brother will immediately stand up at the original position to supplement it. Although the situation is a little passive, overall, it does not suffer much loss.
In the grass, in the woods, on the path, there were people standing densely with people. The burnt trees exuded a pungent smell, and the weeds that turned into ashes were slowly emitting white smoke. The battle has reached now, and there are many injured people on both sides.
If you are dragged back to your own battle group, there is no question of whoever takes advantage of it, and it is a loss.
When the organization can fight twice the number of enemies with our own team, the results are already very gratifying, thanks to the previous hard training and the tactical drills a few days ago. If it weren't for the hard training on weekdays, I probably wouldn't have
Have today's record.
"Everyone is working harder. We are several times the number of people on the other side. We can fight as much as possible. Try not to fight alone or beat them up, and eliminate them one by one."
While fighting with Li Tailong, Datian found an opportunity to take a look at the situation around him. A chill suddenly surged in his heart. This was too different from his expectation. He thought that the supporters would be short when they came.
They defeated them in time, but what he didn't expect was that the other party not only did not defeat, but also stabilized the base without the advantage of the number of people. From time to time, he would knock down many of them. This was something he could not tolerate, and it was also
I don't want to see it.
Bang bang!
"Ah, you're a sneak attack?" Datian was stunned and was slightly distracted and was hit by Li Tailong's two punches. He felt the pain in his ribs. If he hadn't been well-trained all year round, he would have believed these punches.
It will make him fall to the ground.
"Hmph! I can't even distract myself from fighting with Master Long? Others respect you as the king of singles, but it's not easy for me to do this!"
Li Tailong shook his head, his face trembled, and his head looked extremely cute, but when he started to move, he was as scary as a butcher.
Bang
Datian and Li Tailong punched each other in the air, and both of them took a few steps back, feeling heart-wrenching pain coming from their fists. This was the third time they had punched each time.
The skin is blooming and the blood is flowing constantly.
In the eyes of the two, they were fighting and competing, and they had to decide if they were higher or lower. But in the eyes of others, they behaved like crazy, and they didn't care about how much injuries they had suffered in their bodies. They just care about it.
Greet the other person with all his strength until he lies down alone.
"One-on-one fight? I've had two tricks, but it's just beginning!"
Li Tailong's tiger eyes wide open, his face was ferocious, and he grinned and rushed towards Datian again. The tiger's strength and lifeless spirit once made Datian, the one-on-one fight, think that the tiger in the zoo was fake, and the one in front of him
The real tiger is the position.
Not only is Li Tailong, but also has a tiger-headed and a tiger-like spirit in the fight, Li Tailong is a nightmare for many people. He often becomes messy wherever he passes. This is what the sky can withstand. If it were someone else, it would have been better.
Then he was defeated.
"I can't go on like this. I wonder how the army is doing inside? The time is over, so I have to go over and take a look."
Wang Jianjun was in the battle group and thought that the time was almost over. With the strength of Dajun and others, it would definitely be very dangerous if he still did not break through at this time. And Zong Lei also explained before that he would fight for about ten times after coming.
In a minute, if the army has not yet come out, send people to reinforce.
The reason why we went in to reinforce us was that we considered that the power of the hundreds of people on the other side was there. If we rashly pulled away many people into the stronghold, we would not be able to take care of each other from the end, and the situation would be even more serious and dangerous.
"Ahhhhhh, you?"
At this moment, an ultra-high decibel and intermittent sound was heard not far from the earlobe, which was filled with despair, fear, and pain.
"Hmph, the time is just right. You follow me into the stronghold and help the army break through."
Wang Jianjun turned his head and saw that the scene in front of him couldn't help but smile knowingly, and then pointed at the surroundings, swung the sticks in his hand and took the lead in running into the small village.