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When Zhao Tie Dan arrived, he was dumbfounded.

At the door of the shop, fifteen members of the Shahe Gang were lying on their backs, as if they had just been trampled by a herd of elephants, all with blue noses and swollen faces, dripping with blood, moaning and writhing in pain on the ground, and none of them could stand up.

Six indifferent Xuanyuan people stood at the door of the store.

One was armed with a blood-dripping machete, staring blankly at the wounded man on the ground. The other five stood calmly with their hands in their hands, as if they hadn't even moved the corners of their clothes.

"Brother Tie, he overturned fifteen people by himself!" Next to him, a subordinate who stayed at the scene to monitor the scene quickly ran to Zhao Tiedan's side and said with a frightened expression.

His words confirmed the unbelievable speculation in Zhao Tiedan's heart, and he couldn't help but look at these Xuanyuan people intently.

"Who stepped on me just now?" Among the five people, a handsome-looking young man took two steps forward, looked at the Shahe gang on the ground, and asked coldly.

No one dared to answer his words. Because a few minutes earlier, he had asked the same question at the door of the shop, and one of them replied, "What if I stepped on you?" and a young man beside him grabbed a machete and chopped all 15 people to the ground like a melon and vegetables.

"No one answered, right?" the young man smiled faintly, and turned his gaze to the one who was carrying the knife, "Lao Liu, pick all their hamstrings!"

Damn, who the hell are you scaring about? Among the wounded of the Shahe Gang, some people cursed in their hearts. Although the other party cut people, they did not make a ruthless move, and they were not seriously injured. Obviously, these people understand the principle of street fighting, and the scene is extremely bloody, but in fact, the machetes in their hands are not aimed at their vital points, and most of them are only some external injuries.

But if you break your hamstrings, the nature of the matter will change, and the police will treat it as a criminal case, and the trouble will be endless. Do these Xuanyuan people, who are not familiar with the place, have that guts?

Pretend to be as much as you like, and when the men come, you will be doomed! Someone looked at the young man from the ground with a breath of fire.

"Ahh

The flash of the knife flashed, bringing up a puddle of blood.

One of the wounded on the ground clasped his feet in his hands and let out a terrible howl. The man with the knife actually struck, and cleanly cut off the hamstrings of the nearest person.

Putting away the knife, he walked over to the other person, his eyes clear.

"Damn, where did this kill god come from?" Zhao Tie Dan felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly beckoned a few of his subordinates to take a few steps back.

He had seen more bloody scenes than this, and he had even killed people with his own hands. But he had never seen anyone who could do such a thing as slashing and slashing as calmly as chatting and drinking tea.

After witnessing the tragedy of the person in front of him, the injured man who was targeted looked at the killing god who was walking towards him, and his body trembled like a pendulum.

"I say, it's him!" he roared as he suddenly raised his hand and pointed to a person next to him. In order to keep his feet, he appeared on his own without discipline.

His eyes were full of supplication. The other party may not be able to understand Qin Nan's dialect, but the other party will definitely understand what he means.

"It's better to betray your comrades, pigs and dogs! Break his arm!" the handsome young man snorted.

The blood-dripping knife stained the blood again, taking away an arm, followed by a broken tendon. Screams echoed through the empty streets, which had been completely transformed into a slaughterhouse of despair, and the life and death of the people on earth depended only on the thought of that demon.

The people of the Shahe Gang had long forgotten about the reinforcements, and looked at him in horror and despair, their eyes full of pleading.

However, some people wanted to remind them.

"How long will it take for your reinforcements to arrive? When all is settled, we should go to breakfast, and we are all croaking with hunger. The young man asked with a frown.

Eat Ni Mei! Chop us all over the blood, are you still in the mood to eat breakfast? They are usually powerful and blessed, but today they are regarded as ants, and the Shahe gang is full of grievances, but no one dares to speak up. Although the man with the machete went back, it was hard to guarantee that he would cut people again without saying a word, and the blood of the knife was still dripping......

"I'll treat you to breakfast!" Zhao Tie Dan hesitated for a moment, and suddenly interjected coldly.

This seems to be an ordinary sentence, but it has an unusual meaning. He is the person in charge of the Qinghe South District of the Huaying Society, and these people from the Shahe Gang know him. As soon as he said this, it meant that today's affairs, Hua Ying would not stay out of the matter, and the war between the two gangs was likely to ignite from this.

However, Zhao Tiedan had no choice. These people are Xuanyuan people and his compatriots. The current situation is destined to be bad today, and these people are determined to offend the Shahe Gang to the end. Since they have the courage, then he, Zhao Tiegu, has to shoulder morality with iron shoulders and carry things for them!

"Okay!" the young man smiled at him, "Since you dare to ask, I naturally won't refuse!"

"Then let's finish things first!" Zhao Tie said with a smile.

With that, he whispered to a few of his men for a moment, and they quickly left. The situation will soon escalate, and he will have to mobilize his men in case of the unexpected. At the same time, he also has to deal with the police and let them follow the plot and clean up the mess when everything is over. And Brother Yuan's side also has to send a message to inform the other party of what happened in the Southern District today and his decision.

With the screeching sound of brakes, several pickup trucks stopped at the entrance of Nanhua Street. Dozens of big men rushed out of the car, carrying bright machetes, and rushed over with murderous energy.

"You guys are so well prepared!" Zhao Tie Dan looked at the Shahe gang in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, his hand reached into his arms, held the handle of the pistol, and killed in his heart.

Obviously, today's incident was a conspiracy planned by the Shahe Gang, but these six Xuanyuan people happened to stab this hornet's nest for him. That shop is his, if these six people don't make a move, his people will make a move, but in the face of such a well-prepared Shahe gang, it is difficult to say what the result will be.

"Kill!"

"All slashed!"

"Those who dare to move the Shahe Gang, look for death!"

In the distance, there were shouts of killing, and the Shahe gang raised their machetes and began to charge.

"Actually, you're luckier than them!" the young man looked at the Sand River gang on the ground, and a wicked smile appeared on his face. The five people around him quickly dispersed, standing in a row in front of the Shahe Gang.

"Kill!" the young man spat out a cold word.

A crisp and agitated gunfire rang out, and the five men held a slight charge and shot wildly at the Shahe gang.

Zhao Tie was completely dumbfounded. Looking at the five calm gunmen, looking at the bullet casings flying in the air, and listening to the continuous gunfire, he felt that he was not on the street, but on the battlefield. The pungent smoke made him feel suffocated, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

The gunfire soon stopped, and the Sand River Gang all fell to the ground. Strangely, the vast majority of them were still moving, and many were struggling to crawl towards the obstacles on the side of the street.

"Why the hell is it all on the legs, this marksmanship is too good, right?" Zhao Tie Dan looked at the Shahe gang members who were bleeding from their legs, and his heart was shocked inexplicably.

"Today, it's just a lesson! Go back and tell your boss that if the people of the Shahe Gang dare to step into Qinghe for half a step, they will all die!" The young man's voice came out from afar.

On the bloody streets, there is an awe-inspiring murderous aura, conveying someone's will that cannot be disobeyed.

"Let's go, let's go have breakfast. The young man turned around, walked towards Zhao Tiedan, and smiled.

That smile was very sunny and warm, as if it had changed a person.

"My name is Zhao Tiedan!" Zhao Tiedan stretched out his hand towards him and said with a wry smile, "But in front of you, my name is like a joke." ”

"Qin Tian!" the young man stretched out his hand.

The two hands shook vigorously.

The two walked forward, and the five gunmen put away their guns and followed closely behind.

"What are you going to treat me to eat?"

"Duck blood vermicelli soup, have you ever eaten it?"

"Good stuff, too?"

"Where there are Chinese people, there will be all the Chinese food. Because no matter how far you go, you can't forget the taste of your hometown. ”

"I'll have to eat at least two bowls. A few of them probably ate more, because they had warmed up. ”

"It's fine. The accounts are all on me. ”

The group drifted away and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

Behind them, there was wind and clouds.

The sky in Qinghe City seems to be changing.

(Two more to.) ）