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(335) Xie Wendong is merciful under his hands, in addition to the different positions, Zhou Ting's personality is still quite good, and he is also a rare talent, and now he wants to kill him with his own hands, Xie Wendong really can't bear to do it. ，。

Zhou Ting knew very well in his heart that in his current form, he would either surrender or die, but no matter how reasonable it was, it would definitely be impossible for him to surrender, he had already repaid his determination to die, but he didn't want to die in the hands of those nobodies, so he challenged Xie Wendong. Xie Wendong also saw this, so he didn't listen to Jiang Sen's dissuasion, and just went out and started a one-on-one heads-up with Zhou Ting, although the two of them were enemies, they knew each other very well, which was also the reason why the two looked at each other and laughed before they started again.

Of course, Zhou Ting can also feel that Xie Wendong is merciful under his hands, he has been merciful to others for so many years, and he has always been merciful to others, but at this moment, he has fallen into a situation of pity, Zhou Ting's heart is more painful and uncomfortable than the wounds on his legs, and the winning streak is also flushed with unnatural redness.

He gritted his teeth, and said sharply while fighting with Xie Wendong: "Xie Wendong, don't be hypocritical anymore, Lao Tzu doesn't need your subordinates to show mercy,!" As he spoke, he hurriedly stabbed several times, but forced Xie Wendong back a few steps in a row.

Seeing that the boss was at a disadvantage on the field, the younger brothers of Wendong Club couldn't help but start cheering for Xie Wendong, at first there were only a few people, but soon everyone shouted together and shouted: "Brother Dong kills Zhou Ting, Brother Dong will win!" Dong Ge will win ____"

In the cheering of his brothers, Xie Wendong's eyes suddenly lit up, his eyes narrowed into two curved lines, his figure suddenly flashed, avoiding a knife at the end of Zhou Ting's strong crossbow, and then his arm waved, and the mountain knife swept across Zhou Ting's chest.

Hiss! In normal times, Zhou Ting dodged this blow would be absolutely no problem, but now, his body is no longer up to him, Zhou Ting couldn't dodge, and was hit in the chest by this knife, and the blade cut a large hole nearly a foot long horizontally in front of his chest, and the skin and flesh turned outward, and even Bai Sensen's sternum was exposed.

Zhou Ting was already seriously injured and lost too much blood, coupled with this knife, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted on the spot. He snorted, staggered back four or five steps, and his body shook for a while, as if he didn't even have the strength to stand. Seeing that Xie Wendong injured the enemy with one sword, the people of the Wendong congregation were even more enthusiastic, and they shouted wave after wave.

"Brother Dong will win! Dong Ge kill! Dong Ge will win! Dong Ge kill! ”

Xie Wendong looked at the crumbling Zhou Ting, and sighed secretly in his heart, he mentioned that stepping forward quickly was a knife to Zhou Ting's head. Zhou Ting was powerless to dodge, so he could only parry with a horizontal knife. When it is long! With a crisp sound, the knives of the two of them stuck together like absorbing iron, Xie Wendong pressed down with the knife, and Zhou Ting stepped up with the knife, and the two of them fought harder.

Taking advantage of the empty plane, Xie Wendong naturally leaned forward, approached Zhou Ting, and whispered in his ear: "You surrender, I won't kill you, let you go back!" "Now Zhou Ting is covered with injuries all over his body, if he wants to recover, he has to recuperate for at least two or three months, in Xie Wendong's opinion, such a long time is enough for him to defeat Nanhongmen, so Zhou Ting no longer poses a threat to him, and it has little impact on whether he is let go or not.

When Zhou Ting heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he wanted to laugh, but he still didn't laugh after all, he said faintly: "I can't imagine that the ruthless Xie Wendong Xie Boss is still soft-hearted!" After a pause, he whispered again: "Until now, thousands of brothers have been taken away by me, what face do I have to go back to see Brother Xiang, and to die on the battlefield can be regarded as repaying Brother Xiang's kindness!" ”

Zhou Ting had a tough attitude, Xie Wendong couldn't spare him if he wanted to, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain to his brothers on his side. He also wanted to persuade Zhou Ting a few more words, but suddenly, Zhou Ting's up-to-top knife fell, giving up blocking, and at this time, Xie Wendong's knife was still pressing, and there was no block, and the blade fell and was slashing at Zhou Ting's neck.

Strike!

The knife was so heavy that almost half of the blade sank into Zhou Ting's neck, and the severed veins immediately spurted out hot blood, splashing Xie Wendong's face all over his body.

"Huh?" Unexpectedly, Zhou Ting would suddenly give up resistance, Xie Wendong was taken aback, he wanted to withdraw the knife, but it was too late.

Thump! Zhou Ting's body fell straight to the ground, his body that had not lost his breath was still twitching on the ground, his eyes were wide open, but there was no longer any luster in his eyes, and his face was covered with a layer of dead ashes, and life was rapidly draining away in his body.

In an instant, the shouts in the corridor disappeared, and it turned quiet, people's eyes were focused on Zhou Ting lying on the ground, I don't know how long it took, it seemed to be a few seconds, and it seemed to be centuries long, the camp of the Wendong Society suddenly burst into a roar, and countless Wendong Hui juniors opened their blood-red eyes and shouted heartbreakingly: "Brother Dong will win!" Wendong will win! Dong Ge will win! Wendong will win......"

The shouts were so deafening that they almost puffed up the canopy overhead.

You must know that Zhou Ting has always been the vanguard of the battle between Nanhongmen and Wendonghui, and there are countless Wendonghui brothers who have been killed and injured in his hands, and this time he also has his share of the plotting against Meng Xun, and he led a large number of Nanhongmen gangs to besiege the stronghold of Wendonghui, and the vicious battles in the past few days have caused Xie Wendong to lose his troops, and the manpower up and down has been sharply reduced by about eighty percent, and the rest of the people are afraid that the whole army will be wiped out. Wendong hated and feared Zhou Ting, and now seeing him die under Xie Wendong's knife, the emotions of depression, anger, fear and even despair in his heart all burst out, and all the happy ones were about to lose their minds.

Xie Wendong looked at Zhou Ting's corpse, his face was not the slightest bit excited, but full of regret.

He and Zhou Ting have looked at each other for many years, it can be said that they have also been intrigued, openly and secretly fighting for many years, Zhou Ting is a hardliner in Nanhongmen, when he was there, Xie Wendong tried every possible way to find an opportunity to get rid of this person, but now that Zhou Ting is dead, Xie Wendong feels as if something is missing from his psychology all of a sudden, and he is empty.

"Brothers, kill! Kill all the rabbit cubs in Nanhongmen! I don't know who roared in the Wendong Society, and when they heard the words, everyone in the Wendong Association shouted and raised their knives in unison, and rushed towards Zhou Ting's henchmen.

Now, Zhou Ting's henchmen were already stunned and stupid, although they knew in their hearts that today was a lot of bad luck, but when they saw Zhou Ting die tragically under Xie Wendong's knife, the impact of that shock on them was too strong. At this time, the people of the Wendong Congregation rushed to kill, and they couldn't respond at all, and stood in place one by one, like wooden stakes.

At this time, Xie Wendong reacted, and when his brothers ran past him, Xie Wendong suddenly broke off and shouted: "Stop me!" ”

Wow! The Wendong congregation hurriedly stopped their steps, and then looked at Xie Wendong in unison.

Xie Wendong ignored them, turned his head to look at Zhou Ting's henchmen, was silent for a moment, and said expressionlessly: "You bring Zhou Ting's body back to Guangzhou, see Xiang Wentian, and pass a word for me, the reunification of the north and the south, the general trend, Nanhongmen is now stormy, full of holes, if you are willing to seek peace, I raise my hands to welcome, if you resist again, then, many people will die, it used to be 6 Kou, now it is Zhou Ting, and it may be his turn in the future!" After speaking, Xie Wendong took a deep look at the corpse, then flicked his shirt and turned around and walked towards the stairwell.

It wasn't until this time that the leaders of the Nanhongmen figured out that Xie Wendong wanted to let them leave alive.

A younger leader asked in a trembling voice, "You...... You're not going to kill us? ”

Xie Wendong sneered, his footsteps did not stop, and he only said indifferently: "You are not worthy!" ”

Compared with Zhou Ting, his henchmen are too far behind, and for Xie Wendong, they can't pose any threat at all.

Zhou Ting died.

Since his debut, he has joined Nanhongmen, loyal to Xiang Wentian, fought in the south and the north, and made countless military exploits, and has become the middle backbone of Nanhongmen at a young age, and has become the eight heavenly kings of Nanhongmen with 6 Kou, Xiao Fang and others.

But who would have thought that the Battle of Wuzhou would become Zhou Ting's last battle, but when the situation was obviously superior, it was reversed by Xie Wendong's dangerous move. Zhou Ting is irritable, and his single temperament is also loyal and hard, and in the end, when there is no way out, he chooses to be broken jade rather than complete, which shows the fierceness of his people.

This battle was a turning point for Wendonghui, and it was undoubtedly a fatal blow to Nanhongmen.

The death of 6 Kou was a big blow to Nanhongmen, but at that time, the upper and lower gangs still had confidence, and even thought about avenging 6 Kou, but now that Zhou Ting is dead, many people's confidence has been shattered, including Xiang Wentian and Xiao Fang.

Hearing the news of Zhou Ting's killing, Xiang Wentian didn't say anything, beat the people around him away, shrank the door, threw himself on the bed, and cried loudly, he regarded 6 Kou as his brother and Zhou Ting as his younger brother, but now that the two brothers closest to him have left one after another, the grief in his heart can no longer be described.

Now he even wonders if his insistence is wrong from beginning to end, fighting viciously with Beihongmen and Wendong for many years, sacrificing the lives of so many brothers, is it worth it? Xiang Wentian couldn't find an answer, and at this moment, he even felt that he had simply surrendered to Xie Wendong and accepted the fate of being annexed.

But soon he blushed that he had this idea, there have been so many brothers who have died tragically at the hands of the enemy in order to hold on to their beliefs, as the boss of the society, he should fight to the end and shed the last drop of blood, which is also an explanation to the brothers under Jiuquan.

Xiang Wentian was grief-stricken, and Xiao Fang was equally sad with him.

The old Eight Heavenly Kings of Nanhongmen have almost all died, and now he is the only one left, and the joyful scene of the brothers gathering together is still vivid, but at this time, it has been separated by heaven and man.

More exciting looking forward to Chapter 336 ( )