Just as Right Hand, Lan Hu and others were about to find each other, more than 300 people suddenly rushed up from nowhere, holding hammers, machetes and other guys in their hands. At first glance, they looked like typical gangsters.
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"Who beat my men just now? Come on, come out!" The other person actually spoke in the language of Country Z, but it was a bit stiff. He probably had some dealings with people from Country Z, so he wasn't very proficient in it.
His thick lips raised upwards, the corners of his eyes were narrowed, and his tone was very harsh!
"I hit you, what's wrong?" He took a step forward with his right hand, his tone was unusually calm, and when he raised his head, his eyes tightly caught the other person's eyes.
"I'm just going to say it once," the other party's fingers holding the hammer made a "click" sound, "the one who hit my brother lost both of his legs today. If you pay one million as compensation, we will be even.
Otherwise, if I see you once, I will make you crippled, and if I see you twice, I will kill you."
"Okay," Right Hand smiled and squinted his eyes, and actually agreed immediately.
"I was the one who beat him, and I brought his arms and legs. I'll give you the money later, just one million! It's not a big deal!" He responded with his right hand happily and with great momentum, but he hadn't finished speaking yet.
: "Your brother is fine. One of my brothers was disfigured just now. I don't want anything but your face. Now that you've skinned your face alive, I'll chop off my arms and legs and give them to you now!"
"Haha," the other person squinted his eyes and turned his face to the side, and laughed softly. It was just a blink of an eye, a moment.
"Go to hell." At the same time as the curse rang out again, the hammer came down from an oblique angle, bringing with it the sound of rapid wind. The shouting had ended as the talks collapsed, and the fire fight officially began.
However, this thunderous strike was dodged by his right hand, also in the blink of an eye.
When he turned sideways with his right hand to avoid the blow, a gust of wind blew past him. The first person to jump out of the team and rush towards the opponent was the white tiger among the "Four Tigers".
The white tiger, who was only 1.75 meters tall, rushed out from his right hand with a knife. His movements were frighteningly fast, just like a hungry wolf hiding in the crowd. Before he could stand firm with his right hand, the white tiger's right hand
The long machete had already cut through the T-shirt on the opponent's left shoulder. The wound was not deep and no blood flowed out, but it shocked everyone. Then the machete on his left hand also arrived, but was blocked by the opponent's hammer, and the whole thing was cut on the metal.
Hammer on the brass handle.
There was a sound of "Pfft!", without shouting or slogans. The two gangs, approaching 500 people, were fighting each other in an instant.
"I'll kill you!" The ferocious Blue Tiger threw away his arms and rushed into the crowd opposite with his two swords. He raised his right hand and chopped down one person. Immediately, a cold wind hit his head and covered his face. With a machete in his left hand,
He was holding the watermelon splitting knife that the opponent had chopped at him.
"I'll kill your dad!" Lan Hu held the opponent with his left hand, shouting the slogan he always had when hacking people. The bloody machete in his right hand slashed horizontally, cutting through the opponent's chest and cutting deep into the ribs.
"I'll kill your sister!" He raised his right leg and kicked his opponent violently, one kick hitting the opponent's abdomen. After the opponent was hit by the knife, he was kicked more than a meter away.
"I'm done" "Lan Hu didn't finish his sentence when someone hit him on his right shoulder from behind. He only felt a chill and knew he had been hit. When he wanted to hit back and hit him, the person rushing in front of him gave him a sharp blow.
The kick hit Lan Hu, knocking him to the ground. The moment before Lan Hu fell to the ground, the machete in Lan Hu's hand was embedded in the calf tendon of the other person behind him.
In front of Lan Hu's eyes, the man who kicked him was about to pounce and hit him, but his neck was strangled by a thick arm. The man elbowed him backwards and escaped from danger. He turned around and before he could stand still, he was hit by a punch.
Face, he staggered backwards and fell.
"Look at what you look like!" A big thick leg hit the face of the fallen man, then he stepped on it firmly and stamped his feet several times. The person who was stepped on will never have to pick up girls again for the rest of his life!
At this moment, in this open space, shouting and cursing are definitely spreading. One after another, Blue Tiger is slashing and shouting, going around and around in the crowd, seeing people struggling together, as long as there are no
When I saw the Huaxingshe logo on my clothes, I immediately
When the knife goes down, whether it's the neck, face, back or arms, when it goes up, it cuts, and when it raises its hand, it chops. His roar became louder and louder, making people near him unconsciously step aside, unwilling to face him.
During the confrontation, they were subconsciously avoiding him.
At this time, the white tiger, who always bites people silently, is like a hungry wolf with red eyes in the crowd. He only has his eyes on one target, the person who just challenged his right hand, and he avoids the melee from other people if he can.
Open, if you can't avoid it, just fight twice, take the opportunity to escape, and chase the opponent fiercely like a ghost. Even when there are more than 100 people against the opponent of more than 300 people, he still chops the opponent.
Four knives.
The man's T-shirt had been torn and was covered in blood. He was busy in the melee, and he didn't even realize that the four knives in his body were all slashed by one person. When he discovered this problem, he noticed that there were always surprises.
A large knife cuts out
He opened the cuts of the meat one by one, and when there was always a thin man walking around in front of, behind and beside him, he was hit by the fifth knife. This knife hit his right elbow, which made him tremble and grit his teeth in pain.
The hammer in his hand fell to the ground.
A hundred meters away, on a building not far from here, Park Wanchen, the person in charge of this operation, was watching what was really happening upstairs. People on both sides made moves, but he was still hiding in the building with more than a hundred people.
He didn't show up. He just took advantage of the chaos and came down from the stairs one by one. Everyone stopped on the second floor. He just watched quietly. He was waiting. Originally, he just started
At that time, he wanted to lead all the people to rush over to settle the score with the other party, but later found that if the other party had a back-up move, it would be quite detrimental to their actions. Therefore, he sent his most capable men to lead more than 300 people.
He went to attack the opponent, while he hid here with more than a hundred of his remaining brothers. As soon as the time came, they would rush out.
In Pu Wanchen's eyes, the group of people on his right hand and his subordinates not far downstairs are not at all the quality that ordinary gangsters should have. It can even be said that they are much more powerful than ordinary gangsters. No matter they are rescuing people
Whether he attacks someone or kills him, he always targets the vital parts. This style of fighting is not a normal underworld fight at all, it is all about driving the opponent to death.
There were more than 310 people fighting against more than 140 people, and Park Wanchen's group had no advantage at all. Less than half of the people standing in the empty field were falling to the ground, tearing and rolling.