He took off his coat with his right hand and grabbed the man's machete with his bare hands. He held it in his hand and fought side by side with Lan Hu and moved forward.
"These bastards!" Pu Wanchen yelled, and quickly returned to the Lincoln car, took out a pistol from the box next to his driver's seat, and rushed in front of his right hand and Lan Hu.
"Bang!" "Bang!" The crisp sound of gunfire was particularly harsh at this midnight, and all the thugs who were sniping at the right hand suddenly fell silent. They were afraid that it was not the men on the right hand, but a pistol in Park Wanchen's hand.
If there is still a glimmer of hope in the melee with cold weapons, then the machete in your hand has absolutely no chance of winning compared to the pistol.
Just as these thugs were intimidated by the black gun in Pu Wanchen's hand, the elite boys of the Zhantang, who were being fought by dozens of thugs on both sides, quickly approached the three people on the right. The elite boys of the Zhantang stood with Pu Wanchen on their right and formed a
A circle slowly walked outside. Pu Wanchen fired his gun from time to time to kill some thugs who rushed forward without fear of death. Every gunshot meant that someone was dead.
"Don't be afraid, everyone! Charge me! The bullets in his hands won't last long!" Someone among the besieging thugs said this. Those who heard the words began to follow the crowd and rush towards the ten people on the right. At first
Park Wanchen's pistol can still kill a few people, but when there are more people, the leader
The gun immediately lost its power. Pu Wanchen's right hand was swiped by a knife from an unknown direction. The gun in Pu Wanchen's hand fell to the ground, leaving a wound more than an inch long on his hand. Pu Wanchen picked it up from the ground without hesitation.
He picked up a knife and fought with the invading thugs.
The group of ten people on the right was advancing slowly, and they were about to reach one of the Mercedes-Benz cars and could no longer move. Groups of people surrounded them and sandwiched the ten people in the middle. Countless
The shiny blades fell on the heads of the ten people on the right like rain, and each time they fell, they immediately
There was a roar of metal collision. It was a spectacular scene of ten Mitsubishi Army bayonets and hundreds of knives. From time to time, chopped knives fell into the crowd, and people kept falling on the cold road. If the ten men on the right were
The road we have traveled is paved with blood is not an overstatement at this time.
All ten people felt that their soles were sticky. Fortunately, it was still drizzling. The rain on the road washed away the blood on the soles of their feet from time to time, but the smell of death in the air became stronger and stronger.
As the fighting progresses
, although there are still thugs falling in a pool of blood, there are fewer and fewer broken swords and dead people, which means that the ten people are constantly overexhausting their physical strength while avoiding the fight, and no one can kill an enemy with one sword anymore.
scene.
Ten people, including their right hands, were continuously hit with fists and kicked by flying feet. At the same time, knife marks appeared on their bodies from time to time. Everyone's body had already been soaked with blood. At this time, there were still fifty or sixty people going crazy.
launched a charge towards the ten people.
Just as the ten people on the right were fighting for their lives, another orderly sound of braking came from behind the crowd. From a distance, more than ten white vans came and rushed down from the van.
There were more than a hundred people, and their clothes were the same as the people in front of them. It seemed that they were in the same group.
Looking at the approaching enemy force, Lan Hu shouted: "Cover the boss and retreat back! Quick!"
Behind the ten people on the right is the Mercedes-Benz that was blocked by a truck. Although there was some collision with the car body, it did not affect the start.
"Wan Chen! Start the car quickly!" Lan Hu gave the order decisively.
When Pu Wanchen heard Lan Hu's words, he immediately retreated towards the Mercedes-Benz under the cover of two elite war hall boys. After getting in the car, Pu Wanchen quickly started the Mercedes-Benz and drove back to the right. As soon as he drove to the right,
Pu Wanchen shouted loudly: "Brother, right hand, get in the car quickly!"
At this time, his right hand was already red-eyed, holding two machetes in his hand and charging into the crowd like a ferocious god. There were constant screams around his right hand. Pu Wanchen immediately moved towards his right hand, came to his right hand and held him while beating him.
He retreated towards the Mercedes-Benz. When he came to the Mercedes-Benz, Park Wanchen shouted loudly: "Brother, right hand, get in the car quickly! We will cover you!"
As soon as his right hand sat in the car, he opened the door again and shouted: "Holy shit! Lan Hu, you let me go alone!" After saying that, his right hand rushed out of the car again, pulled Lan Hu over and shouted
Said: "You all get in the car quickly!"
"Boss, leave quickly! If it's too late, no one will be able to leave!" Lan Hu shouted loudly. Lan Hu had already seen hundreds of people rushing up from behind the crowd. If these people are allowed to be under siege, who will really do it?
They can't leave anymore.
"We must stay together!" His right hand couldn't help shouting.
Lan Hu's eyes were red with blood. He looked at his right hand and then at the enemy in the distance who was wildly wielding a machete. He made a sudden decision in his heart. He saw Lan Hu hit his right hand hard on the back of the neck, and his right hand was immediately struck.
He was knocked unconscious. Lan Hu quickly asked his men to put his right hand into the Mercedes-Benz.
"Brother Hu, get in the car too! We are here to support you!" his subordinate shouted loudly.
"You go first! I'll cut off the rear for you!" After saying that, Lan Hu was slashed again on his body. At the same time, the man was also slashed to death on the road by Lan Hu.
"Brother Tiger! Stop talking, my right hand brother still needs your care! I don't know if there are any enemies ahead! Get in the car quickly!" his subordinate also shouted loudly.
Lan Hu looked at the brothers and then at his right hand in the car. At this time, he heard Pu Wanchen shouting: "Lan Hu, get in the car quickly!"
"Okay!" Lan Hu was so cruel that he couldn't get into the car and shouted at the same time: "Brothers, hold on, I'll go back and bring reinforcements!"
As soon as Lan Hu finished speaking, Pu Wanchen stepped on the accelerator, and the Mercedes-Benz rushed out, hitting many people on the way, and rushed to another road before driving away.
At this time, Lan Hu, who was sitting in the back seat, looked through the rear glass window of the car at the remaining eight elite warriors who were surrounded by layers of enemies in the center. Lan Hu's eyes were red with tears.
The blood flowed down uncontrollably. Lan Hu knew that these eight people had very little chance of survival, so he heard Lan Hu shout loudly without looking back: "Wan Chen, drive faster!"
Lan Hu had a solemn look on his face, and he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The Mercedes-Benz was speeding along on the empty road...