The martyr's cemetery is located in a large open space on the west side of the Xinxian Party History Exhibition Hall, a huge monument sits in the north and faces south, 13 meters high, stands in the cemetery square, marble is made, the front of the golden "Revolutionary Martyrs Monument" seven big characters shine in the moonlight.

The cemetery square is paved with bluestone slabs, and the area is large enough to accommodate one or two hundred people, plus it is far away from people, so it is very suitable for melee here.

The revolutionary pioneers who shed their blood for the country are buried here, but it is a pity that decades after their deaths, they still have to face the stupid brawls of their juniors under their noses.

That being said, the dead cannot stop the actions of the living.

Outside the mountain road, nearly twenty taxis had already stopped, all of them flashing, and in a blink of an eye, they illuminated the entrance of the cemetery.

A large number of young people armed with control knives slowly ascended to the cemetery square under the leadership of Rayong.

At this time, Luo Yong was full of spirit, his eyebrows were full of arrogance and self-confidence, and in the case of a soldier, he was naturally going to be proud.

"Little rabbit, are you here?" Luo Yong asked coldly at Ning Zheng with the phone.

"It's coming. Ning Zheng, who hung up the phone, looked up and looked ahead, the bright lights were very dazzling in the dark.

Chirping...... Ga, three Jinbei stopped behind the taxi, and then Ning Zheng led the team, and thirty or forty people walked into the martyr's cemetery.

In the cemetery square, two groups of people meet in a narrow way, and it depends on which side is brave.

"Why didn't Tang Chi come, he knew that he was going to be beaten today, so he hid first, haha. Rayong glanced at the crowd and laughed.

"It's easy to clean you up. Ning Zheng said lightly.

Hearing this, Luo Yong laughed even more happily and said, "Cauldron, can you please see the number of people on both sides first? Last time, I was careless and suffered a loss, so tonight, you should be ready to kneel and beg for mercy. But first, I refuse to beg for mercy. ”

There is a saying, oh, the soldiers are not many but fine. The meaning of this sentence is that when two armies fight, it is not that which side can win with more soldiers, but the key to victory lies in which side has elite soldiers. What is an elite soldier? Those who can defeat a hundred with one are the ones.

The use of one enemy to one hundred here is not to really fight a hundred by one person, but to scare the courage of the other side of the hundred people in a short period of time with a strong individual combat ability, so as to achieve the effect of one enemy against a hundred.

Ning Zheng didn't know if there was such a person on Luo Yong's side, anyway, there were people on his side.

Tonight's stage is not Ning's contention, it's Zhu Yan's.

Zhu Yan walked out of the crowd expressionlessly and shouted, "Which dog will come out first to die?"

Before Rayong could get angry, his men were already roaring.

"Dog son, come here, Dad will teach you how to ......" The young man who was walking out from behind Luo Yong had not yet spoken, and the whole person froze in place.

A thorn slashed through the night in an arc and struck him in the shoulder at an alarming speed.

Yes, it's a shot!

Zhu Yan threw the military thorn like a spear and shot the young man.

"Ahhh

Zhu Yan quickly pulled out the military thorn from the young man's shoulder and slashed it at the young man's face. The sharp edge of the blade cut a scar from the eyebrows to the corners of the mouth without hindrance after touching the skin of the face, and a large stream of blood rushed out in an instant.

The young man covered his face with his hands and staggered back in terror, his voice sharp and penetrating.

This voice woke up Luo Yong, who had not yet reacted, although he was shocked by Zhu Yan's ferocity, but at this time he couldn't coax it, and besides, so many of them couldn't clean up this bunch of rabbits. After a few seconds of self-comfort, he shouted, "him for me." ”

As soon as the words fell, five people rushed forward.

Whew.

The sound of the wind sounded, accompanied by a steel pipe swept towards Zhu Yan head-on.

Zhu Yan didn't dodge or dodge, just stood in place and just raised his left hand.

Boom.

The steel pipe hit Zhu Yan's left arm, which was very painful to look at, but for Zhu Yan, who had undergone two years of training, it was just an itch.

Before the steel pipe was removed from his left arm, Zhu Yan snatched the steel pipe with his backhand like lightning, and smashed a pipe into his head in the stunned eyes of the man.

How strong is Zhu Yan's arm? Anyway, if this tube goes down, the man's head will be broken and bleeding directly.

Burst.

At this time, a machete fiercely slashed at Zhu Yan's right shoulder, and a bloody cut was immediately cut out.

Just as the man raised the knife and was about to slash it a second time, Zhu Yan threw the steel pipe over.

The man hurriedly slashed open the steel pipe, and suddenly, his eyes straightened for a moment.

Zhu Yan grabbed his neck with one hand, and stabbed him back and forth in the stomach with a military thorn in the other. A large amount of blood flowed out like no money, and in the blink of an eye, it was stained red with military thorns.

Boom.

Zhu Yan was hit the back of the head, and when he turned his head, his eyes were red like a wolf and he glared at the man.

For some reason, the man's newly mustered courage suddenly vanished under the gaze of the pair of eyes, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily, and his expression was extremely unnatural.

"Fushan's miscellaneous pieces, your big brother is here. The warriors of the Heavenly Palace all stepped on their horses and lit up the blades for Lao Tzu to chop to death. Behind the Rayong team, Tang Chi's deafening roar suddenly sounded.

As soon as Luo Yong turned his head, he saw Tang Chi with dozens of people surrounding him from behind.

"them. Ning Zheng also raised his arms and shouted, and the people behind him couldn't wait to rush forward.

Hit back and forth, this is the rhythm of making dumplings!

Luo Yong licked his dry lips, the whole person panicked, and as soon as he turned his head back, he saw Zhu Yan staring at him fiercely.

Zhu Yan held the military thorn and rushed towards Rayong quickly, and a group of people around Rayong were so frightened that they turned around and fled, completely ignoring Rayong.

As far as they are miscellaneous soldiers, how can they be such a murderous elite opponent as Zhu Yan.

Rayong still had the previous breeze at this moment, and turned around again and ran towards the outside of the cemetery. Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, as long as people are okay, they can still take revenge. Unfortunately, he will not be able to chop wood after tonight, because it takes two hands to hold the axe.

Zhu Yan didn't run a few steps before catching up with Rayong, and kicked Rayong in the back and kicked him directly to the ground.

"You are so bold that even my sister-in-law dares to touch it! Touch it with your right hand, if I don't give you some profound lessons today, I'm afraid you won't have a long memory in your life." After Zhu Yan finished speaking coldly, he firmly stepped on Luo Yong to the ground.

As soon as he bent down, he stabbed the thorn into Rayong's right shoulder, and then slashed from the shoulder to the palm of his hand with a very fast slash, and finally pierced the back of his hand.

"Whew!" Rayong's entire arm was soaked with blood after a few breaths, and he passed out directly under the great pain.

His right hand is useless, how can he still have the strength to hold an axe?