"Grass, Lao Tzu hasn't settled accounts with them yet!" I heard that it was Dixiong's people who killed him, Zhang Pan couldn't help but be angry, Zhao Xing was killed by Dixiong's people, he didn't go to take revenge, but let Li Yan kill them to their hometown, but they also have a lot more confidence, Dixiong is fighting with the prince, this is something that the entire Dongzhou underworld knows. It is precisely because of the fierce fight between Dixiong and the Prince Gang that these small gangs have a chance to breathe.

"Come out with me, kill!" Zhang Pan strode out of the door of the pride night song KTV, and sixty people rushed out with high morale behind him.

But the moment they went out, their hearts instantly froze home, and their boiling blood froze. In front of him, the black pressed a large number of people and horses to block the entire heroic night song KTV, and all the brothers who were guarding outside died.

These people in front of him are the three hundred brothers of Emperor Xiong, and the leaders are Emperor Xiong's eldest brother Li Huan and Yongtang Hall Master Yang Shuhuang. The handsome Li Huan's face was still bewitching, and he lit a cigarette and stood proudly in front of the crowd with an expressionless face.

"Are you Li Huan?" The people behind Zhang Pan didn't move, all wearing white shoes and black pants.

"Kill!"

Li Huan didn't pay attention to Zhang Pan at all, and said in a cold low voice. But it was such a prosaic sentence that frightened the people in the white uppers and couldn't help but tremble, and the brothers of the emperor instantly raised the machetes in their hands and rushed over. (By the time the men outside were leveled, they had run out of bullets and bows and arrows, and it was time to fight for knives.) ）

"Grass, hack them to death!" Yang Shuhuang rushed in front of the crowd for the first time, and the giant steel knife in his hand slammed it up.

But Zhang Pan is really a character, and he was the first to greet him with a cold face and a roar. With him taking the lead, those little brothers in white shoes who had lost their courage now found their backbone and raised their knives to fight forward.

For a while, the white dangling knife waved ruthlessly in the air, and the brothers of the emperor were arrogant and abnormal, each knife was powerful and cold-blooded and ruthless, plus the number of people was several times that of the white uppers, and the momentum completely suppressed them, and the brothers of the emperor quickly knocked down more than a dozen people who surrounded the white uppers.

But Zhang Pan and a few good hands around him were red-eyed, and they cut down six or seven brothers of Emperor Xiong at once, and they were not injured at all.

The knife continued to wave, Dixiong's brothers squeezed in together, the people in the white shoes couldn't help but retreat, and began to turn around and hide back in the proud night song KTV, even Zhang Pan also waved the knife to force the person in front of him to open and turned his head and fled back to the door of KTV.

As soon as the people with white shoes entered, they immediately wanted to close the door, but Dixiong's brothers rushed so fiercely that there was no chance to close the door for them.

Yang Shuhuang cut off the hand of a little brother with a white shoe who was about to close the door in the front, and took the lead in rushing into the KTV, and Dixiong's brothers also squeezed in fifty or sixty people.

This pride night song KTV is actually not small, but the hall on the first floor was crowded with more than 100 people at once, more than 50 people with white shoes, and 50 or 60 people from Dixiong, all of whom were white and bloody machetes in their hands.

The brothers behind Dixiong couldn't squeeze in, so they had to stay outside the door.

"Let the brothers in the other field come over immediately, quickly!" Zhang Pan stood in front of the white shoe brothers, confronted Yang Shuhuang, and said to a brother next to him after a short pause between the two sides. The man immediately took out his mobile phone to contact the White Shoes Upper and the more than 100 brothers who were not present, although I am afraid that there is not much hope of killing them today, but they still have to fight to the death, because Li Huan and Dixiong's brothers will never let them go!

"Kill!" Yang Shuhuang yelled, and was the first to rush over again.

"Fight with them!" Zhang Pan gritted his teeth and greeted him.

Suddenly, the two sides killed together, and the machete slashed fiercely at the enemy's body, slashing to death, killing to death!

And Zhang Pan and Yang Shuhuang also killed together, Yang Shuhuang raised the machete with both hands high and slashed at Zhang Pan's head with a roar.

Zhang Pan was not to be outdone, clenching the machete in his hand with both hands, he crossed an arc from below to meet him.

"When~"

There was a crisp sound, and the two knives collided, making a crisp sound, and a spark splashed. Both of their machetes cut a gap the size of a grain of rice, and their hands were numb from the shock, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Yang Shuhuang couldn't help but sigh that this Zhang Pan looked slender and thin, but his strength was really not small. He clenched the machete tightly with both hands, and rushed over with his teeth sideways.

The two of them instantly swung violently like two madmen, machetes and knives. Sparks flew, and the entire blade was slashed. Zhang Pan's knife skills are really good, Yang Shuhuang can block every time he slashes down, and he can also turn the machete sideways to fight back.

Yang Shuhuang is a person who loves fighting, and every time he meets a master, he will be very excited, how can he say that he is also an underground boxing champion. At this time, what he wanted most was to put down the knife and punch with Zhang Pan, of course, a fool would put down the knife.

Seeing Yang Shuhuang's responsible expression looking at him with a smile, Zhang Pan was slightly stunned, and then his eyes turned cold, and he slashed sideways with a knife in one hand in his right hand.

"Grass!"

Yang Shuhuang reacted immediately, but the knife in his hand was too late to block it, so he hurriedly shrank and flashed over. Although most of the knife was dodged, a not very deep crack was cut in his chest, and bright red blood began to flow out happily.

"Paralyzed, cut me!?" Yang Shuhuang, who saw the red, suddenly went crazy, his eyes glared at Zhang Pan viciously like a poisonous wolf, and at the same time raised the machete with both hands to lift the sky and slash straight down.

This knife was fast and ruthless, and Zhang Pan raised his knife helplessly to block it.

"When~"

There was another crisp sound, the machete in Zhang Pan's hand was cut straight off, and Zhang Pan's whole person was smashed to the ground by this huge force, and Yang Shuhuang's strength was terrifying. But Yang Shuhuang couldn't help but feel numb because of the excessive force, and his machete also fell to the ground.

"Stop!" At one moment, a not very loud but very shocking voice sounded, it was Li Huan! He gently threw the cigarette butt in his hand out, and walked in without hurry.

Dixiong's brother stopped the slaughter in an instant and made way for Li Huan.

"Brother Huan~" Yang Shuhuang, who lost the weapon in his hand, raised his head and looked at Li Huan in shame, losing his hand during the big war is a taboo in the underworld. Although Yang Shuhuang's fists and feet are very good, even if he doesn't have a machete, three or five people with knives can't do anything with him, but he still blushes slightly in front of his leading brother.

Li Huan didn't notice Yang Shuhuang's shame, in his opinion, it was normal to lose the knife, just don't lose your life! Li Huan smiled and strode in front of Dixiong's brother, and at this time, the ground of the KTV was already dyed red. Less than twenty of the people with white shoes were still standing, and the others were lying in pools of blood, and the white shoes were completely stained red. Seeing Li Huan coming in, the people in the white shoes couldn't help but quietly take a few steps back, and the time for their debut was not short, but there was really no one like Li Huan who could bring them death-like fear.

"Serve?" Li Yan walked up to Zhang Pan, bent down and asked with a chuckle.

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