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Ma Ma shot and injured Zhou Ting, the latter's henchmen were eager to chop Ma Ma into meat on the spot, and frantically besieged it, Ma Ma was also strong, without fear, and the Nanhongmen gang fought in one place, but at the same time, his mouth was not idle, and shouted loudly: "Zhou Ting is no longer good, friends of Nanhongmen, it's too late to surrender now, and if you resist, none of you will be better!" ” ，。

Even when he was besieged, Ma Ma did not forget the heart of attacking the enemy,

Hearing Ma Li's shout, the gang members of Nanhongmen noticed that Zhou Ting was carried by his henchmen and retreated to the stronghold building, and blood continued to flow down his legs, leaving a shocking blood mark on the ground.

Most of the Nanhongmen personnel did not know where Zhou Ting was injured, but it looked like he was not lightly injured, the boss was seriously injured and was carried to the field, which suddenly made the Nanhongmen gang panic, the fighting spirit was greatly discharged, and began a burst of riots, at first it was only a small range, but the news of Zhou Ting's injury was like a plague, and soon spread throughout the audience, the Nanhongmen gang was afraid, and involuntarily followed the retreat in the building, and on the other hand, the Wendonghui side, the confidence doubled, the fighting spirit was excited, and the attack became more ferocious.

Seeing Nanhongmen's defeat, Xie Wendong was overjoyed, and he turned to Yuan Tianzhong beside him and said, "Tianzhong, let the brothers step up their attack, now is the best time to defeat the main force of Nanhongmen." ”

"Understood!" Defeated thousands of people in Nanhongmen with 300 people, and there were thousands of people led by Zhou Ting, if it was unimaginable before, Yuan Tianzhong was also in good spirits at this time, he shouted loudly while helping Xie Wendong to walk forward: "Brothers, the rabbit cubs of Nanhongmen are about to die, everyone will crush them in one go!" ”

"Kill ---"

At this point, the fighting spirit of the Wendong Guild has reached its peak, and the fighting spirit of the Nanhongmen personnel has also fallen to the bottom, and many people have no intention of fighting, give up the fight, and retreat to the stronghold building one after another.

Zhou Ting, who retreated into the building, looked at the scene outside the building, cold sweat flowed out, the enemy is current, he doesn't want to be a turtle with a shrunken head, but his legs are stabbed, and he can't even stand, how can he lead his brothers to resist the enemy? Ah! Zhou Ting sighed secretly in his heart, at a loss, and muttered: "You can't retreat, you must not give up your stronghold to the Wendong Society!" ”

Hearing him talk to himself, several cadres around him looked at each other, rushed to the door of the building with their knives, blocked the door, and shouted hoarsely at the defeated Nanhongmen gang: "Who told you to return?" The enemy is outside, block them for me, there are only about 100 people in the Wendong Society, what are you afraid of? ”

"Whoever dares to take another step back will be killed!"

The defeat is like a mountain, the Nanhongmen personnel who lost confidence, the scene of the out-of-control firefight, how can it be redeemed by their few empty words and scare, the Nanhongmen gang who retreated first was shouted back by several leaders, and then the Nanhongmen personnel who retreated continued to retreat into the building, rushing outward, retreating inward, clashes before and after, colliding, and the camp of Nanhongmen became a pot of porridge.

Blessing is unparalleled, disaster is not a single line, just when Nanhongmen is at the most chaotic pass, suddenly, there was a noisy shout from the back of the lobby, Zhou Ting, who was in the lobby, heard it clearly, and was about to let his brothers go to find out what was going on behind him, this is, a bloody Nanhongmen junior brother ran out from the back of the lobby, and when Zhou Ting approached, he screamed: "Brother Zhou.. Oh no, the enemy is coming in through the back door! ”

Back door, enemy? When Zhou Ting heard this, his head buzzed, where did this enemy come from, he held back the pain and asked, "Where is the enemy?" How many people are on the other side? ”

.. I don't know, a lot, it's very powerful, the brothers can't resist it, they're all dying, Brother Zhou, send someone to ask for the brothers at the back door! The little brother of Nanhongmen shouted with a crying voice.

The situation in front is tight enough, I can't imagine that there is also an enemy at the back door, how many waves of ambushes have Xie Wendong arranged, and how many back-ups? Zhou Ting is now one head and two big, completely confused by wave after wave of enemies, he stretched out his hand to call a leader beside him, and said weakly: "You bring.."

Before he could send someone out, he heard a plop, and a young brother of Nanhongmen fell in from the back of the lobby, this person was covered with knives all over his body, lying on the ground and convulsing twice before he moved, and then, with the sound of messy footsteps, a group of black-clothed people rushed in from the back of the pond.

The dress of this group of people can be described as black thoroughly, black clothes, black pants, black leather gloves, and black cloth scarves on their faces, and they can see with cold eyes that they can't tell who is who, Zhou Ting and Wendonghui have fought so many times, how can anyone not tell the identity of this group of people, he exclaimed in his heart: It's blood!

If he hadn't been injured, he would still have the confidence to lead his brothers to fight to the death, but now, he doesn't have the confidence to do so. The cadres of Nanhongmen around Zhou Ting also recognized that the person was the most elite personnel of the Wendong Society, and they were so frightened that they couldn't even have their hands, so they picked up Zhou Ting and ran upstairs.

Zhou Ting was carried upstairs by a group of henchmen, leaving dozens of overwhelmed Nanhongmen younger brothers in the lobby, when they also wanted to follow upstairs, the blood killing had already rushed to the front, the combat power of the blood killing was far from being comparable to the ordinary gangs of the Wendong Society, and a ruthless character with extraordinary skills was transferred at random, and the cooperation between each other was also skilled and exquisite, where could the little brother of Nanhongmen resist.

Dozens of Nanhongmen gangsters, not even two minutes of resistance, then were defeated by the bloody slaughter, frightened to scatter and flee, at this time, a bloody man twisted the mountain knife that was about to be dyed red, took two steps back, came to a small but stocky man in black approached, panting and whispering: "Brother Sen, Zhou Ting was carried upstairs by the people of Nanhongmen, are we catching up?" ”

The man in black pulled off the face towel on his face with his hand, revealing a dark and suffocating face, he looked up at the steps leading upstairs, sneered, and said: "Zhou Ting can't run, don't worry about it for now, it's important to help the brothers in front of you defeat the main force of Nanhongmen!" ”

"Yes!"

The bloody slaughter everyone agreed, carrying the mountain opening knife, like a tiger descending the mountain, rushing out of the stronghold building and joining the battlefield in the courtyard.

With the killing of the bloody killers, the people of Nanhongmen were even more dizzy. In everyone's hearts, behind him was their own stronghold building, and Zhou Ting was also inside, it was the safest place, but they never expected that this safest place would also kill the enemy, and it was an extremely fierce enemy.

The Nanhongmen camp has become more chaotic, there are thousands of people, there is no formation at all, the people in the middle are crowded together, pushing each other, and the people on the periphery are suffering from the onslaught of the Wendong Society, and they are screaming and slashing.

At this time, the fighting spirit of Nanhongmen completely collapsed, and the upper and lower personnel had no intention of fighting again, and many people saw that the situation was not good, and began to run outside the stronghold. Once the phenomenon of defeat and escape is born, it is difficult to stop it, not to mention that there is not even a leader in Nanhongmen now.

In this dark fight, Wendong would defeat thousands of people in Nanhongmen with 300 people, and when he looked around the field, there were people fleeing in panic in Nanhongmen everywhere, and the situation was very miserable.

Xie Wendong's eyes never left the battlefield for a moment, and when he saw that the overall situation had been decided, he often sighed in his heart, the reason why this battle was won was really a fluke, if he was killed or captured in the initial melee, then he would now get the opposite result.

From a distance, he saw that Jiang Sen was leading the bloody brothers to chase down the fleeing Nanhongmen personnel. Xie Wendong said to Yuan Tianzhong beside him: "Tianzhong, call Lao Sen over!" ”

"Okay. Brother Tung! ”

Yuan Tianzhong agreed, and ran towards Jiang Sen quickly. After approaching, Yuan Tianzhong shouted: "Lao Sen, Lao Sen! ”

Jiang Sen was stunned for a moment, stopped his steps, looked at Yuan Tianzhong and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Brother Dong called you!"

"Ahh I'll be there right away! ”

Jiang Sen called a bloody leader, gave a brief explanation, and then followed Yuan Tianzhong to meet Xie Wendong. When he saw Xie Wendong, he was startled, only to see that Xie Wendong's body was covered with knife cuts, and his clothes and pants were also full of mud, he was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Dong, are you injured?" ”

Xie Wendong waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay!" As he spoke, he asked again: "You killed from behind, did you see Zhou Ting?" ”

Jiang Sen nodded, grinned, and said, "It seems that Zhou Ting is not lightly injured, and he can't even walk, he has now retreated upstairs!" ”

Xie Wendong nodded and said coldly: "Today is the best time to get rid of Zhou Ting, and you must not let the tiger return to the mountain again!" With this, he shook his head and said, "Go!" Let's clean up Zhou Ting! Xie Wendong strode straight to the building of the Nanhongmen stronghold. Jiang Sen, Yuan Tianzhong, and the Five Elements Brothers followed.

There was a mess inside and outside the building of the Nanhongmen stronghold, there were wounded people and corpses on the ground, pools of scarlet blood were shocking, and scattered knives could be seen everywhere.

After Xie Wendong and the others entered the building, they immediately divided the brothers into several teams and went upstairs to search for Zhou Ting's whereabouts.

At this time, Zhou Ting and his henchmen around him had retreated to the top floor, and there was no way to retreat, looking at the battlefield in the courtyard through the window, everyone was dumbfounded, who would have thought that many brothers would be beaten to the ground by Wendong with only a few hundred people, and it would be a mess. One of them said in a trembling voice: "Brother Zhou.. What now? ”

"Ahh Zhou Ting sighed, leaned against the wall, and slowly sat on the ground, what should I do? He didn't know what to do either? Now that Fang's brothers have been scattered, there are people from the Wendong Society outside, and he is seriously injured, and there are not many brothers left around him, how can this be good? The pain of the wound and the anxiety in his heart made Zhou Ting sweat like rain. ( )