Chapter 45: The Beginning of the War

Qiao Yuncai was two more calm, and pulled Song Qingguan and said, "Qingguan, let's go!" We must go! "Today's incident has nothing to do with Qiao Fatzi, if he hadn't been detained playing chess, Zhao Heng would not have come to save people, and he would not have been blocked by the people of the Qing Gang, but he knew that it was a burden to stay. ()（M_）

Leaving here is to help Zhao Heng.

"Good!"

The woman in black was also very happy, nodded and agreed to Zhao Heng: "I'll take them away!" Then she looked at Feihu and One-Eyed Biao fiercely: "The first floor will not hinder you from doing things tonight, but these two are bound to leave with us, if you want to kill them together, then you will destroy several of us too." ”

The corners of Feihu's mouth couldn't help twitching twice, although he was unwilling to let anyone go when he had the advantage of numbers, including Qiao Fatzi and Song Qingguan, but the posture of the woman in black made him weigh it, and it was no good to tear his face with the first floor at this moment, after all, Master Ye was a famous femme fatale in Huahai.

provoked Master Ye, Zhang Ye inevitably sacrificed himself.

What's more, it also involves the property of the Song family, and Song Qingguan can't die for the time being, so he shook his long knife and shouted: "Okay, give Sister Yan and Sister Ye face tonight, I will let the two of them go for the time being, Sister Yan, please leave this bar quickly, don't hinder us from doing things, otherwise the sword will be ruthless." ”

The woman in black glanced at him coldly, then waved her hand to let them leave with Qiao Fatzi, and at the same time took out the phone to report the situation to Master Ye, before she reached the gate, she heard the sound of killing behind her, and the fight seemed to have begun.

The confrontation between one person and a group of people, the air seems to be frozen, don't be a member of the Qing Gang who is the authority, even the woman in black is really aware of the invisible sense of oppression, Zhao Heng's benchmark-like body brings them not only a pleasing beauty, but also a shock that spreads deep in their hearts.

The hand holding the phone was slightly sluggish, and there was a soft voice from Master Ye in his ear:

"If he can get out of the bar, he's our friend."

The woman in black was stunned for a moment, and then responded: "Understood!" ”

"Up! Above! Let's go together! ”

Brother Flying Tiger and One-Eyed Biao had already seen Zhao Heng's power, so when they retreated, they roared and helped the crowd charge, and countless men in black rushed to Zhao Heng who had already jumped on the stage.

"Son, your time of death has come!"

A member of the Qing Gang who jumped onto the stage relied on his dexterity, and kicked Zhao Heng after snorting viciously, he never personally saw Zhao Heng's power, so he was skeptical about the ability of the people in front of him, thinking about whether the flying tigers had eaten too much, so they deliberately exaggerated the enemy to cover up their incompetence.

In the face of this kick of the enemy, Zhao Heng sneered, and his left foot was raised and stretched, bang! The two legs clashed in mid-air, and there was a screeching sound, and then a scream was heard, and the former flew upside down like a kite, falling to the ground and clutching his legs, his bones had been broken, and blood was flowing.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Heng volleyed up in the air and kicked out two feet, and another person seemed to be hit head-on by a flying train, and the whole person flew out of the distance at once, spurting blood and falling to the ground, Zhao Heng stood there with his bare hands, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and his white teeth flashed with bloodthirsty cold light: "Come again." ”

"Son, I'm tired of living!"

In Brother Feihu's angry shouting, the enemies who climbed onto the stage on both sides rushed forward, but for some reason, their machetes were only half slashed, and before the roar was finished, they froze in the air as if they were frozen, because they were glanced at by Zhao Heng at this moment, their eyes were cold, sharp and murderous.

This fierce murderous aura made them dare not act rashly.

Just when they were sluggish, Zhao Heng threw two punches without hesitation.

"Bang bang!"

The first two gang members directly collided with the crowd behind, letting out an unconcealed muffled snort, wanting to struggle up but feeling sternum pain, and then, the two people who got up spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted, the Qing gang members were shocked, and the power shown by Zhao Heng hit their hearts fiercely.

I really didn't expect this to have such amazing power.

The woman in black who hadn't left opened her mouth slightly: "How can it be 、、、?"

It was the first time she had seen Zhao Heng's skills, and she had already imagined the domineering of this son, otherwise Brother Feilong would not be deflated, but she didn't expect it to be so strong, Zhao Heng's face remained cold, his body completely formed an instinct, and in the face of an opponent who wanted to hurt him, he would ruthlessly give a heavy blow.

Damn it!

The tigers can't stop the wolves! No matter how good you are, aren't you just a person? We're a bunch of people here! Brother Feihu was angry, and the one-eyed biao also had red eyes, and they stared at Zhao Heng murderously after being lost, feeling that if Zhao Heng was not chopped up tonight, he would not have to do it again in the future.

One-eyed Biao yelled hysterically, "Kill him!" ”

Dissipating the shock that had just risen, dozens of burly guys who were brave and fierce on weekdays rushed towards Zhao Heng in an instant, that frame, as if a group of cheerful fashionable dogs were chasing elk, for the young people of the Trace Gang, fighting, especially this kind of fighting with more and less is more exciting than the New Year.

Although the stage can also stand more than ten people.

Facing the locust-like enemy, Zhao Heng took the lead in rushing forward.

The strong guy who rushed to the front and was the fastest collided with Zhao Heng almost on his heels, his eyes were staring at a gong, and the machete had not yet been hit, but he found that he couldn't contain his body, and he collided with Zhao Heng face to face, instantly rolling upside down and splashing, and his whole body was cracked.

Zhao Heng's shoulders were topped, and the strong guy suddenly flew out upside down, falling off the stage and dragging out traces of four or five meters, Zhao Heng's face had a mocking smile, his eyes were cold, his hand was raised in reverse, and he grabbed the left foot kicked by a person, and slammed it his knee, and there was a dull dull sound.

Then he pushed the body, which had lost its combat effectiveness, into the crowd that followed, and suddenly several people were hit and rolled and fell under surprise; Two sharp machetes took the opportunity to attack Zhao Heng's back, Zhao Heng didn't even look at it, his body instinctively turned, and his hands turned into fists and blasted out.

"Bang!"

The two of them held their dislocated wrists and retreated, tears of pain flying.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were abolished, and the woman in black who was about to leave stopped, stunned that she didn't see how people made a move, she once followed Sister Ye to the boxing arena to watch the black boxing match, personally felt the bloody taste of the black boxing ring, and saw the cruel methods of the master and the fierce man killing people like beasts.

can be compared with the person in front of him, it seems that he is a person of two realms.

"I haven't warmed up yet, keep going!"

Zhao Heng twisted his neck and stood on the stage carpet, proudly hooking his fingers to the members of the Qing Gang, inexhaustibly arrogant, the Qing Gang had to confront Zhao Heng again for the sake of the so-called face, and dozens of people rushed forward wielding machetes, they just wanted to use the purest numerical advantage to knock Zhao Heng down at the moment.

"Bang!"

In the unconcealable shock of the woman in black, Zhao Heng kicked one person out of seven or eight meters, and then came with a volley kick, and the two fell out of the stage like winter melons, and then Zhao Heng rushed into the crowd and slashed with his hand, and a line of shining hand knives was like a tornado whistling, raging against the approaching enemy.

The screams and panic soon became the main melody of the bar, and the scene was as chaotic as it was, no one expected that the lamb, which was originally thought to be the prey, would suddenly turn into a tiger out of the mountain, showing its bloody fangs, and in less than five minutes, dozens of people were lying around the stage.

"None of them can fight!"

Zhao Heng, who was sneering, did not stop there, his body moved his whole body and crashed into the Qing gang group, and the four people in front were immediately knocked out by him, and more than ten people behind him were bombarded like cannonballs, and then Zhao Heng had an extra machete in his hand, and the knife fell, blood burst out, and all the gangs who rushed up were cut out by him.

The light pulled his body out in a beautiful arc.

The woman in black looked slightly dazed, and there was a touch of content in her eyes.

The machete stretched forward and held the four Qi chopping machetes, and Zhao Heng then spun it out with one kick.

The four of them crashed off the stage!

Momentum like a rainbow!

With the long knife in hand, Zhao Heng snorted coldly: "Fight!" ”

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