Guo Feiyu said to the two hundred elites of the Feiyu Gang, "You have completed your training, and I will test you tonight. I hope you will not insult the title of 'Blood Edge', and do not disappoint me."
The members of the Blood Front said loudly, "We will not let the young master down."
Guo Feiyu nodded and said to Zhang Qiang, "Zhang Qiang, tonight you lead them to City T and eliminate the Haixing Gang in City T from the northern underworld."
"Yes, young master." Zhang Qiang said excitedly.
Guo Feiyu patted Zhang Qiang on the shoulder and said, "You must pay attention to safety and try to avoid unnecessary casualties. Everything is left to you. I am waiting for your good news."
"Don't worry, young master, I will definitely bring the good news back." Zhang Qiang said confidently.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Qiang led two hundred elites from the 24th Iron Guard and the Feiyu Gang in six buses and headed straight from the highway to City T.
Five hours later, six cars parked in the backyard parking lot of Huihuang Nightclub in City T. More than two hundred people got out of the car neatly, without a trace of clutter, and no one spoke. Feiyu Gang's branch in City T
Leader Li Hao led a dozen people to Zhang Qiang's side and said, "Brother Qiang, we have made an appointment with the Haixing Gang to meet at three in the morning."
"Is there any problem with the meeting place?" Zhang Qiang asked.
"We sent a dozen brothers to check out the location. The meeting place is in a large open space in the suburbs. There are no buildings around. The people from the Haixing Gang should not be able to do anything."
"The Haixing Gang doesn't take our Feiyu Gang seriously. They are seeking their own destruction." Zhang Qiang said coldly.
There were more than a dozen large trucks parked in a large wilderness on the outskirts of city T. The trucks were all driving, illuminating the area dozens of meters ahead. Wang Xin, the deputy leader of the Haixing Gang, led more than 700 of his men.
While waiting for the people from the Feiyu Gang, he looked at his watch impatiently and said, "Those cowards from the Feiyu Gang aren't here yet. If they don't come, I will directly lead people to pick their branch."
"Brother Xin, those people from the Feiyu Gang have been bullying us for more than a month. They are probably afraid of us." A leader from the Haixing Gang said with a smile.
"If the Feiyu Gang doesn't agree to withdraw from Province S today, I will kill them back." Wang Xin said fiercely.
In the dark night, more than two hundred people slowly walked towards the brightly lit place. They made no other sounds except their neat footsteps. The twenty-five people walking at the front held military spurs in their hands, and the two hundred people behind them held military thorns in their hands.
He was holding a half-moon-shaped special machete.
Hearing the footsteps, the people from the Haixing Gang looked into the darkness beyond the reach of the lights. They were still smoking and chatting, and did not take the people from the Feiyu Gang seriously at all. Wang Xin threw the cigarette butt in his mouth.
On the ground, he shouted to his men, "Stop fucking making noise."
The people from the Feiyu Gang walked out of the darkness neatly in rows and stopped less than 20 meters away from the people from the Haixing Gang. The swords and machetes in their hands flashed under the light.
Cold light.
Wang Xin looked at Zhang Qiang and the others and sneered a few times and said, "If your Feiyu Gang withdraws from Province S, I will let you go today, otherwise the nearly a thousand brothers behind me may chop you into pieces." He looked at it.
When I saw Zhang Qiang and the 24th Iron Guard wearing windbreakers and holding conical spurs in their hands, I thought to myself, these idiots came out to kill people while wearing windbreakers and holding awls. People who didn't know better thought they were movie actors pretending to be cool. He also thought
I looked back at what I had in my hand. There were kitchen knives, blade knives, machetes, and iron bars, and I felt even more proud.
Zhang Qiang stared at Wang Xin with murderous eyes and said, "Tomorrow morning, the Haixing Gang will be removed from the underworld in the north. There is only one way for you, and that is death."
Wang Xin is a veteran on the road, and there are not many unruly people. This is the first time he has seen someone as unruly as Zhang Qiang. He shouted with a sullen face, "Brothers from the Haixing Gang, cut these people back for me."
Their hometown makes them afraid to come to S Province again in this life." The people from the Haixing Gang raised their weapons and rushed towards Zhang Qiang and the others.
Zhang Qiang raised the sword in his hand and shouted "kill" loudly. All the people behind him also raised their weapons and shouted "kill" loudly. More than two hundred people rushed towards the Haixing Gang.
Zhang Qiang and the Twenty-Four Iron Guards rushed to the front. In an instant, people from both sides collided with each other. Zhang Qiang jumped up and jumped over a person's head. The awl in his hand stabbed downwards and rushed to the person in front of Zhang Qiang.
The man felt a gust of wind blowing above his head, and something cold stuck into the back of his neck and passed through his throat. He looked down and saw half of a blood-streaked awl. Zhang Qiang's body fell to the ground.
, with a swing of his right arm, he threw the person impaled on the thorn towards the crowd that was coming, knocking down a group of people with a "boom". Zhang Qiang's cold thorn stabbed into another person's chest in an instant
, he held the awl and pushed the man forward, without slowing down at all. Zhang Qiang had only one goal, which was Wang Xin, who was standing at the back. His awl had already pierced two people, and he moved his hand
He threw the two people to the ground, and kept thrusting out the thorns. The people who were blocking Zhang Qiang fell to the ground one after another, but the speed of his feet still did not slow down.
People from the Feiyu Gang and people from the Haixing Gang were slashing together. The twenty-four iron guards were like twenty-four sharp swords. Their bravery was no less than Zhang Qiang. Every time the awl in their hands stabbed out, one
Individuals fell down, and the members of the Blood Front who followed them kept waving their scimitars, slashing at the enemy mercilessly with their bloody scimitars. The members of the Haixing Gang fell one by one.
Wang Xin leaned on the car and looked at the crowds fighting in the open space. A trace of fear struck his heart. He couldn't believe his eyes and cursed in a trembling voice, "Damn, where did these people from the Feiyu Gang come from?"
I'm looking for him. I've been on the road for so many years and I've never seen someone so ruthless."
Zhang Qiang walked through the crowd of Haixing Gang like a ghost. He held a bloody awl and rushed towards Wang Xin. Wang Xin saw a figure running towards him and thought it was his subordinate who was running away.
, he cursed sternly, "Damn it, so many people didn't run away, why are you running so hard! Go back to me quickly."
More than 20 men around Wang Xin noticed something was wrong, and raised their machetes to block Wang Xin. Wang Xin also saw clearly the person rushing towards him, and he shouted with fear on his face, "Go up and chop him to death."
More than twenty people rushed forward with knives. Zhang Qiang tiptoed and ran forward quickly. Before the three men at the front could chop down the knives, the awl in Zhang Qiang's hand had already been slashed out horizontally, shining coldly.
The tip of the awl instantly slit the throats of the three people. Before their bodies fell to the ground, Zhang Qiang's awl had already passed through the throat of the next person.
A dozen people from the Haixing Gang held knives and surrounded Zhang Qiang tightly. Wang Xin shook his legs and shouted in a trembling voice, "Someone from the Feiyu Gang is rushing over. Come and save me quickly."
Zhang Qiang sneered and moved quickly. The dozen or so people surrounding Zhang Qiang only saw a flash of a figure. "Ah!" A miserable howl sounded. A man fell to the ground. The people next to him were stunned. Zhang Qiang's awl had already penetrated him.
Chest. Zhang Qiang's elusive figure kept shuttling among more than a dozen people.
Wang Xin watched his men continue to fall to the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. He could not clearly see Zhang Qiang's murderous actions. There was only one word in his mind, quick. All this happened so fast that it was beyond everything.
To everyone's surprise, when dozens of people from the Haixing Gang were about to turn around and rescue Wang Xin, Zhang Qiang had already killed everyone around Wang Xin.
Wang Xin turned around and got into the car. His only hope was to drive away from here. As soon as he opened the car door, he felt a wave of cold air rushing to his back, and a cold voice sounded in his ears, "Those who dare to challenge the Feiyu Gang,
There is only one kind of person, and that is the dead.”
After Zhang Qiang finished speaking, he stabbed out the thorn in his hand mercilessly. The thorn penetrated into Wang Xin's back and came out of his chest. Wang Xin's hand tightly grasped the car door and turned around to look at Zhang Qiang unwillingly.